Chapter 17: Maybe we should stop

It was because of me. A grown man thought about beating up a kid. It was as bad as that and I had to take a moment to not act out on the thought. And that’s when she came inside. Everything after that was a chain of events. As illogical as they were, they just came together naturally. I’ve never liked anything as illogical as when she was moaning the

house down because her tight pussy could barely take in my fingers. The thought of my dick inside that narrow opening has been plaguing me since I

left her room as she watched me with those droopy chameleon eyes that were mostly green. That’s how they look when she’s aroused. When she’s talking about fingers and being full and fucking urges.

Sexual. Plural. And now I’m having urges myself, but they’re not sexual. They’re violent, like when I saw her climbing off the bastard’s bike. Because she’s with him right now. The reason she left early this morning, without having breakfast, is because she was eager to get to the firm and meet with him.

If Nich haven't called, only heaven could tell what would have happened. I would have popped open her cherry right there on that table. Would have eaten the forbidden fruit. I've gained as a friend and as a guardian to Annie. I neglected my responsibility and crave her body. I can’t bring myself to respond. I don’t want to think about it. I’ve spent

years building my career, pouring hours of my life into it, but the idea of walking away from it leaves a sweet taste in my mouth. Annie and I have

more in common than I would’ve ever thought. She makes me want things I shouldn't. She makes me see myself having a relationship once again, coming home to a wife and children every night. But even if that was what I wanted, Annie couldn't be that person. She's too young for me, and I couldn't imagine what people would say if I started fucking my best friend's daughter.

I heard he'd her picked Nick's call then left the living room. A larger part of me was resisting the urge to follow her inside that room and listen to all what she has to tell him. Will she confess wanting her dad's best friend big and long cock or having just had the best orgasm sponsored by her dad's best friend. Definitely no. But I still wished I could listen to her talk. Damn! The girl's voice could make me get hard alone. I can't talk to Nick yet, no. Hearing his voice alone would be a reminder that Annie and I can't be together. The distance and the relationship we have are in an unfortunate circumstances. Forbidden. She's just off limits. But forbidden fruits tasted the best. My dick throb at the mere sight of her. I pace around the room waiting for her return. She still can't be on call with Nick, he has not time to waste, though he makes our time for Annie. That's the applenof his eyes. I want to walk up the stairs and kick open the doors to see what is keeping her waiting till that.

I walked into the kitchen to drink a cup of water but seeing the kitchen counter brings back memories of what just happened some minutes ago. How the back of mouth ravishing naked Annie was spread wide open for me to take. How vulnerable she is. How she whimpers under my touch. The sweet cries of her moans when I touch her. How she raise her hips to meet each thrust of my finger. The look of pleasure on her face. How perfect and rounded her breast is. How they fits perfectly on my palm as I fubble between them. How exciting and hardened her nipples were when I touch them.

Just thinking about her had my cock hard again. I want to be buried so deep in her tight cunt. I want to fuck her with bended kneel hit deep into her pussy. I want to dump all of her load deep inside of her and fill her with my baby.

In my head, I used that excuse again when I stood there in the middle of the fucking darkness and watched her knee-length skirt barely covering her

ass because she was trying to reach a tea bag that was sticked in the upper parts of the cabinet in the kitchen.

I wonder what boring kid that she said he didn’t fucking want her, what has gotten into his head. Having a gorgeous woman like Annie and still being a virgin.. with an unpopped cherry is very rare. It were to be me, I wouldn't last an hour with her in the same room having the right to claim her before I dick her holes. Claiming both, including her fuckery sweet mouth and maker her swallow my cum while on her knees as she begs for more. . He was anal about removing anything dangerous from her life. But fuck that, it wasn’t because of what the boy did… didn't want her. It was because of me. It was because of the improper thoughts I'm having about my best friend's daughter.

I can’t bring myself to walk out of this room. After Annie walked upstairs and I couldn't figure out her conversation with Nick anymore I moved to the tiny room. It's safer here, no Annie to make my man fine there hard so there's no misbehaving. Besides I was running away from the embarrassment it would cause between us. What if she regrets it? What if she decided to pack her bags right now and leave? Abandoning my old ass and horny cock here. Will nick gets to know. Will that be the last time I'll see her? I want to think about it. I’ve spent years building my career, pouring hours of my life into it, but the idea of walking away from it leaves a sweet taste in my mouth. Annie and I have more in common than I would’ve ever thought and it has nothing to do with the sexual tension between us. Every time I felt it's my responsibility to take care of her. Conform her and wrap my arms around her.

She is weak and fragile and I want to be there for her. I want to be abetter man, rebuild and reshape my life just for her alone. I want to be that person she trust and can lean on. She's been through a lot at a young age, losing her mother and all that. She is now Nick's apple in the eye. Well who wouldn't take care of their kid. But Annie is more than a kid to me. Without us skipping the fact that she's legal, She is nineteen already. She is this woman that makes me smile and crave things I shouldn't and that's because of the relationship between us. She is my Fucking best friend's daughter. She makes me want things I shouldn't. She makes me see myself having a family of my own coming home to a wife and children every night. But even if that was what I wanted, Annie couldn't be that person. But thinking about it again She's too young for me. I'm twice her age and twenty years old for the love for of God. Annie might not think about me in that manner. Her feelings night be undefined of just because she needs someone to pop up her cherry without being judgemental like the silly boy she was with. Funny how young people think. Annie might just be home to have fun and not plan of a future with me. Yes, the attraction was there and Everything and I love the way she moans my name whenever my finger is deep in her cunt. She way she throws her head back is the best scene I've ever see and the most beautiful thing in the world. I'm afraid that might just be it. Just a one time pleasure. Someone to get her off or live in the moment with her. I don't want to judge from the diary I she gave to me on her fifteen birthday. Things might have changed as that was four years ago. She was a kid then and might be playing pranks on me or just had to give the damn thing to me. I'm not convinced right now because my theory sounds illogical. I'm damn sure I read where she wrote my name countless times and how I happened to be her dad's best friend.