As Darren shook his head, wondering if she were kidding or not, Cassie laughed and entering the bathroom closed the door behind her.
Chapter Eight
Darren opened his eyes and lifted his head from the pillow. For a moment he had no idea where he was, then he heard soft voiced outside the door and heard a door close and a latch click. He lowered his head back to the pillow, but his eyes remained open.
He was exhausted, both physically from the sexual Olympics he’d gone though with his daughter, and mentally and emotionally tired from the aftermath of the same. He’d sat on the bed while Cassie showered, his mind spinning about what had happened and what it meant moving forward.
Cassie had come strolling out of the bathroom completely naked, her long hair tied into a loose pony tail, as if it were nothing to be naked in front of her father. Darren, feeling self conscious had slipped his jeans back on, but seeing her naked made him realize how okay she was with this.
The sight of her amazing supple young body stretching out on the bed next to him as if she really were a lover, and not a daughter had him imagining what life could be like if he was as accepting of it as she was.
She’d leaned over and given a peck on the cheek and a “sweet dreams, daddy’ and pulling the sheet up over her, rolled onto her side and within a minute her breathing became slow and deep. Darren had shut the lights off and gone and taken a long hot shower before coming back to the bed.
He’d had a towel around his waist and wondered whether or not he should put something on. In the dim light coming from the small nightlight near the bathroom door, he saw one of Cassie’s long legs had slipped out from under the sheet.
Darren had stared at her long leg, following it to the just visible curve of her ass, driving home the fact she was naked. Screw it, he thought at this point could he get any more improper? He dropped the towel and slipped under the sheet next to his daughter.
He must have fallen right to sleep, because he couldn’t remember anything else until now. Next to him, Cassie grumbled in her sleep and he turned his head to look at her. She was facing away from him and he admired her bare back in the dim light.
Impulsively, he rolled onto his side and placed a soft kiss in the middle of her back. Cassie cooed in her sleep and with a smile, Darren kissed her again. She sighed and rolled onto her back, her head turning to face him.
Her eyes remained closed and Darren felt a wave of emotion as he stared at her, seeing her as both a daughter and woman. She was so beautiful. Her soft features, the full lips and high cheek bones.
His eyes trailed lower to where the sheet had slipped down and her left breast was exposed to him. His eyes lingered on her pink nipple and to his amazement, his cock was swelling. Damn, who needed Viagra when you had your naked eighteen year old hot as fuck daughter next to you.
“Psst!” Cassie whispered. “My eyes are up here.”
Darren looked to see her smiling at him. “Can’t sleep?”
“You know, you really are a beautiful young woman/” He told her.
“Aww, you mean that or is it just because I give good head.”
Just her saying that caused his cock to swell to a full erection beneath the sheets. And just a few hours ago her talking dirty upset him.
“Seriously, you’re beautiful, Cass. Your mom was an attractive woman, just a bitch.”
“So I’m just like her?” She giggled.
“No, you’re a much better fuck.” He was pleasantly surprised by easy it was to make a remark like that to her. Then again once you’d fucked your daughter, not much could seem out of place.
“Hmm, I like that.” She titled her head, an odd smile on her face, and it took him a second to realize what was off about was it seemed shy which was very unlike his daughter. “Dad, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“Would you like to kiss me?”
“Kiss you?” She’d caught him off guard with that one.
“Yes, kiss me. Earlier we were pretty rough and nasty and I think we both needed that to break the ice. I mean maybe that’s how you’d always want it, but I’m just letting you know that if you, um,” She lowered her head and looked up at him through her lashes. “Wanted to be sweet and give your little girl a kiss she’d really like that.”
“I’d like that too.” Darren leaned into her and just before he closed his eyes saw Cassie close hers and part her lips for him. “So damned beautiful.” He whispered.
His lips met hers and Cassie released a soft little moan in her throat as her soft lips slid along his. The kiss started out tentatively as Darren felt a little strange kissing his daughter, and thought she might be feeling the same way.
But after a few seconds of their lips barely touching, Cassie pressed hers harder into his. Darren eagerly responded, kissing her with a passion he hadn’t felt in years. When Cassie’s tongue slipped out and flicked across his lips, he parted them for her and felt like an excited teenager when his daughter’s tongue darted into his mouth and danced across his.
Cassie found his hand and guided it to her exposed breast. She moaned when he fondled it, gently this time, and his thumb stroked her hard nipple. Cassie kissed him harder and more urgently, her soft lips now seemingly trying to devour his.
Darren matched her passion, driving his tongue into her mouth this time while pulling the sheet further down and finding her other breast with his free hand.
“No what else, you didn’t do?” She whispered against his lips. “You didn’t suck your little girls titties.”
She eased back from the kiss and slipping her hands under his, lifted her breasts, offering them to her father. “Want to suck on my nipples, daddy?”
“Do you want to call me Darren?” He asked, even as he lowered his head to her chest.
“No, whether you’re being my daddy or my lover your still daddy to me.”
“How old are you?” He whispered, then fastened his lips around her hard pink nipple.
“Hmm, old enough for it not to be a crime to fuck me, but still young enough to be your little girl.”
Darren groaned at the sensation of sucking on her perky perfect tit and eagerly switched to sucking the other nipple while fondling the one he’d just licked.
“I guess I’ll call you Darren if we go away and we go out and I’m pretending to be your slutty little sugar baby.”
“I like that.” He said around her nipple.
“Yeah? You want to take me dancing and I’ll dress trashy and grind all over you on the dance floor and people will think you’re a dirty old man with money, but no one will know I’m your daughter.”
“I love how you think.” He told her as he went back to her other nipple. God, they were amazing! He could do this all night.
“Then you’ll love what I’m thinking now.” Cassie’s hand slipped between his legs and he groaned when she found his cock and squeezed it. “I’m thinking I need more of daddy’s cock.”
She slowly stroked him while he worked her tits until she cupped his chin in her hand and lifting his head, kissed him again. They kissed even harder than before as she jerked his cock beneath the sheet and he played with her tits.
Cassie broke the kiss and kicking the sheet off of them, slid down the bed, and took his cock into her mouth.
“Oh, goddamn, I could get used to this.” Darren groaned while he rubbed her back as she lay across his stomach, her head bobbing slowly on her father’s engorged cock.
He slid his hand down her back and over her ass, noting he could still see the welts from his fingers. Cassie moaned around his cock when his fingers slid between the crack of her ass and over her clit.