Daddy *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

Bananas & Peaches II

He finally rose from the couch, a jaguar on the prowl for its prey. He stalks towards me, licking his lips, eyes blazing with arousal. With the poor excuse of a banana now out of my mouth, my mouth was ready and waiting to be filled with his ravaging tongue. My breath quickened with anticipation at the naughty things he would do to me.

He slammed his hands on the counter, entrapping me between his arms.

The banana dropped to the floor.

He attacked my lips, licking, biting, almost drawing blood. I latched my legs around him, and arched my back, rubbing my erect nipples against his hard chest. He hummed against my mouth at the friction. He moved his attention to my jaw and continued his delicious torment as he sucked and nipped his way down my neck. A soft moan escaped my lips. I scratched my nails down his back.

"Mon chanton has claws," He growled.

"Dante, stop." I breathlessly whispered.

"It's too late, chanton. You lost your chance to escape me the moment you met me. Tu es mien."

(You are mine)

His words had me weak the knees. I was wet and ready; I almost began reaching for his zipper, but heard the clicking of the bathroom door. I immediately tried to shove Dante away, but this rock wouldn't budge. He only grabbed my hips pressing me further against his body, still nipping at the crook of my neck. His hard erection dug into the cloth of my panties. I moaned at the sensation, but tried to calm the fervor in my body. I can't risk Jessie seeing me like this.

I snatched Dante's face away from my neck, and made him look me in the eyes. His eyes were glazed over with lust.

"Dante, Jessie is going to walk in any sec-" The front door began creaking open. Dante and I quickly got ourselves looking presentable again. I jumped off the counter, and bent over to pick up the banana.

Smack.

I slightly jumped, my àss stinging now. My panties instantaneously pooled. I straightened right back up, and side-glared Dante who was smirking like a devil.

Through the door, appeared my mom. The permanent smile on her face faltered as she laid her eyes on Dante.

"Mr. François, what are you doing here?" Her eyebrows knotted together in concern.

"Well, I-"

Jessie came rushing into the room, and glomped our mom.

"Hey mom! Why are back so soon? Mr.François is just here to talk to Ash about some French tutoring. You know, she wants to revive her French from high school." She awkwardly chuckled with a fake megawatt smile.

Our mom didn't seem to be buying it, and Dante was really confused now. He looked to me for clarity, and I lightly shook my head "no" and placed a finger on my lips. Thankfully and surprisingly, for Jessie's sake, he understood me and remained quiet.

"Well, I came back for the flowers I left behind. I was going to drop them off at the temple during my lunch break. They should be in the kitchen..." She said while beginning to head to the kitchen and while still eyeing Dante.

"Here mom, I'll get them for you." Jessie offered, wrapping her arm around mom's, sticking to her like glue to keep her from finding out.

I still held the banana in my hand, so went to the kitchen to dispose of it in the trash can.

But not before facing Dante, and giving it a little suck. His eyes darkened to obsidian, but before he could grab a hold of me, I escaped to the kitchen, giggling under my breath.

I felt light on my feet, until it came crashing down when I saw my little sis and mom yelling at each other in a heated argument. I threw the banana into the dustbin beside me and rushed to prevent mutual self-destruction.

"Mama, its just a "D," Jessie screamed, "You act like its the end of the world!"

"Well it matters to ME. How are you going to get scholarships with this grade?" Mama retorted. She was always a stubborn one. I sighed; I always hated fighting.

I tried to reason with her, "These grades don't matter yet, Mama. It only matters at the end of the semester with report cards."

She only grew angrier. "I don't care WHEN it matters. It matters to me. Jessie, give me your phone. No more texting or playing games. You're going to come home and study. We're getting you tutoring too." Mama stuck out her hand, impatiently waiting. Jessie looked at me, begging for me to stop mom and help her, but arguing with Mama at this point would only deteriorate the situation. I lightly shook my head, telling her to just go along with it.

Jessie was hesitant, but pulled out her phone and placed in Mama's hand. I knew this was somewhat wrong and ludicrous, but thats the crappy thing about being a teen: feeling like an adult but still having a guardian. The adult life is way better, well at least in terms of freedom. The money, money, and money...not so much.

Speaking of tutoring, I forgot Dante was still here, but when I glanced over to check, he wasn't there. I hadn't even heard the door open or close.

What the fûck?

I understand leaving, it was getting a bit intense, but he could've at least said good bye.

Great, who sounds like the sappy teen now?

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Hey lovelies!

How'd you like this chapter? Is their mom being unreasonable or do you agree? Did your mom do this to you? 😂 #brownparentstruggles

Where and why did Dante leave? Weird. Why daddy so aloof?

Anyway, how's the smut? To your liking? ;)))))
I hope to continue this trend of daily updates until I finish, but eh lets see life happens.

Also I don't know how long this story will be but I want it short, 20 chapters at most. Good idea? Bad idea? How long you want the story or should I say smut?

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Merci Beaucoup!

Never yours,
Soul Succubus