3. Only for Daddy

I stood there, feeling too dizzy to even comprehend what he had just said. What does he mean by, "Do I want him"?

Does this man know what he is saying?

I could barely breathe.

"Answer me." His voice rang through my thoughts again. "Do you want me?"

"No... No, I don't. You are my mother's husband, and any relationship with you will be considered forbidden."

"But yet you still pleasure yourself at the sound of my voice. Yet you still don't want my touch."

By now, he was standing closer than I had ever felt him.

"Well, I want to fuck you. I have wanted to fuck you for a while now, but I knew the situation. But not anymore. When you are ready to have me, sweetness, you know where to find me."

I let out a breath of air I never knew I was holding onto.

What in God's name was that? Why would he ask me that?

My body was trembling. My head was dizzy. All I could do was take a cold shower.

I needed a distraction, and tonight's sudden pool party would be a perfect one. I won't be giving into this trap. He is my mother's soon to be- husband and my stepfather.

This lust, or love, whatever it was, I would put a complete end to it tonight. Mum was right. I simply needed another man's touch, and once I had it, this persistent need for my stepfather would disappear.

It certainly will, I whispered to myself.

The pool was already packed when I stepped outside.

Girls draped over lounge chairs in barely-there bikinis. Boys jumping off the sides of the pool. Laughter echoed under the sun like sin having a party. The air smelled like coconut oil and chlorine.

But when I stepped out in my red one-piece?

Everything shifted.

All eyes were glued on me.

Whispers spread.

It seemed like wearing this suit was a wonderful idea, and tonight I intend to have  anyone but my Daddy.The one piece was glued to my skin and thin enough leaving very little for imgination.

Somehow, Josh was standing right in front of me. I guessed my mother had managed to track him down.

Dressed in short beach khaki shorts and no shirt, Josh was your typical handsome golden boy, capable of making any girl fall for his perfect smile and flawless charm.

But not me, because all I wanted was someone I shouldn't.

"Oh my goodness," he gasped. "You look so good."

"Thanks, Josh."

"I think I might need to hide you from the attention of other men, or else I might be forced to lock you away in my room."

I laughed....easy there my friend.

Josh clasped his hands together. "Come on! Everyone is here. We are doing shots on the floaties."

I hesitated a bit.But wanted to get him off my mind,and it will only be a shot nothing else.

I followed him down the stairs into the water. The cold sliced through my skin, making my nipples hardened instantly. It felt used like a tease.

There were at least twelve people in the pool, all of different races and ages.

Tasha, with black hair, sat there chewing her gum like nobody's business. It made me wonder how my mother managed to get people from my college over here.

Mark, a short Latino guy with a chiselled body, was always vaping. This was definitely his scene.He barely had anything on i could see his size almost completely.

The rest were people I barely knew, almost older guys who seemed confident and unbothered.

I swam slowly, letting the water caress my body. When I surfaced, Josh quickly handed me a shot.

"To the soon-to-be Mrs. Carter," he grinned.

We clinked glasses. We drank.My mother's wedding was certaintly going to be the talk of the town.

The burn was nothing compared to what I felt inside.I pushed that thought to the back of mind, he belonged to my mother and only her.

"I missed you so much,"  josh whispers.

     Turning around, while putting some distance between us before telling him off gently."Look josh, you and i are better off as friend, is either we are that or nothing.Can't offer anything more than that".

    I saw the hurt across his face but, i knew it was for the best.I had no room for anybody.

Chaos broke out.

Splashes. Screams. Laughter.

And right in the middle of it?Mark climbed out like sin rising from the deep.

  Water clinged to his body.His barely short hunged to his size completely.

I darted my eyes away.This truly wasn't my scene,but i needed to leave my room or rather my disgusting thought behind.

  I moved away slowly, towards the edge of the pool hoping not to draw anymore attention.

 Mark moved closer towards tasha before grabbing her waist and pulling her not his lap.

 She gasped....loud when he pinched her nipples.

   No one even looked or cared.

Tasha graciously moved on his dick riding and moan his name out loud,right in the middle of the pool but no seems to care.

     I knew this wasn't right for my current forbidden need, but still wanted some level of normalcy like every girl my age, so i stood and watched while still trying to forget everything.

   Josh was no where to be seen.And honestly i didn't care, i have alot going in my mind and i won't be adding some golden playboy to top it off.

That was when i felt it. 

The stare.

My hair straightened.

My nipples hardened, but i knew better than  u to look around i knew he was close by, hopefully with my mother.Haven't seen her so happy in forever and i won't be the one to ruin it for her even if it kills me. 

 But i couldn't help myself.

High above, on the third-floor balcony.

Aaron.

Leaning casually, yet dangerous.

Still half-dressed.

Cocky.

Unbothered.

Just watching.

His eyes never left me.

I broke the contact when i buried my head deep into the pool.

I was doing the right thing, i whispered to myself....even if it hurt not been able to see him.

And deep down, I knew this wasn't over.

Next time...?

   They certaintly won't a next time.

I intend to leave, right after the wedding some where far away ftom here, from him.

  Even if i knew there was no redemption from what i feel.

     Aaron Cater is my mother's.

And i....I'm his daughter.

    I definitely can't taste something so forbidden.Or can I? ​