Chapter 8 Chapter 8
Carter
"If you have any questions regarding what we treated today, don't hesitate to ask away." I broke the silence that had lingered in the lecture hall since the start of the call. No response was given. A smile formed at my lips seeing Tessa's head cast down to her book.
"Tessa," I called purposely. "Huh?" Her eyes darted around before they fixed back on mine. "Yes, Sir."
"What was the last thing I said?" All eyes were then on her. I knew she wasn't paying attention. I can even bet that she was thinking about me. In a dirty way.
"Um...Sir...you said...." Her brows creased confused about what to say. Her seatmate nudged her. Tessa's eyes went down to the notebook in front of her which wasn't hers. "Sir, you said if anyone has questions regarding what you treated, he or she should ask away." She said in one breath.
I would have pressed her more but I decided to let it go. "Are we ready for test next class?"
The class erupted with murmurs and disagreements. "No, Sir. Let's make it next week." One of the students shouted. The rest agreed. As for Tessa's case, the expression on her face was weird.
"Alright. Free me guys. Let's make it next week. Prepare before then." With that, I left the lecture hall.
As I made my way back to my office, I bumped into my colleague. A lecturer at the computer science department. "Hi, Mr. Carter," She greeted making her way towards me. Her heels didn't forget to make a disturbing sound on the floor.
"Hi, Rebecca."
"How have lectures been going?" Rebecca and I are colleagues, it should stay that way. However, I noticed she has been trying to get my attention which was quite frustrating to me. She's a beautiful woman but not my type. If I had wanted her, I would've settled down with her. But I don't want to date my co-lecturer. Which was the main reason for my drawback.
"It's going well, Rebecca. What about yours? How is your new department treating you?" The reason why I said she and I were colleagues, was because we worked together in the department before she was transferred to the main part of her career. As a computer scientist.
A sigh left her. "It's going well. Not as good as here. I prefer it here. There is—"
"Wait... is that a ring on your finger, Mr. Carter?" Her widened eyes were fixed on my wedding ring. "When did you get married?" Her voice was a bit high making me more frustrated than before.
"Last week. It was a quiet one."
"Wow. That's nice. Congratulations. Who is the lucky woman?" She raised a teasing brow with a smile that quite didn't reach her eyes. I unlocked my door. "An Angel sent from heaven. See you around then." I flashed a smile and walked inside my office.
If it was up to Rebecca, she'd stood me up and blabber about different things—uninteresting things. Should I say the woman is talkative?
Just as I settled on my desk, my phone began ringing with Mila's name on the screen. "Hi Carter, sorry for bothering you. I want to tell you that I will be back home late today. We are having a group meeting with other brands in a nearby town. I just got informed now."
"Oh, it's alright."
"I have already informed Tessa. She will make dinner for you guys when she gets back home. Hope you're fine by it." My lips subsequently lifted at the mention of Tessa.
"Of course. She's, my daughter. It's normal."
She's your daughter yet you want to screw her. You want to do dirty things to her body.
"Right. I will be back before midnight."
"No problem. Take care. Don't stress yourself too much." I could picture her smiling from the end.
"Stop being sweet. Take care too." I shook my head as I ended the call. The thought of Tessa and I being alone in the house tonight, summoned a lot of things in my head.
I arrived home around evening time. Initially, I had wanted to come home together with Tessa. But she somehow dodged. I don't know whether it was because she didn't want to be seen with me, or because she was still uncomfortable around me.
The aroma from the kitchen beat through my nostrils. I peeped through the kitchen and found Tessa swaying her hips with an earpiece plugged into her ears. She didn't seem to notice me. Her laughter then filled the kitchen. "Oh, come on babe, why did you turn off the music when I'm enjoying it." I heard her say.
"But I have apologized already. I promise to visit whenever I get a break from school." She said again and I realized she was talking on the phone.
I don't know whether the person from the other end had turned the music back, but she started dancing around. Swaying her round hips. Just as she turned her body around, her eyes widened. "S...ir.." she stuttered pulling the earpiece out and ending the call.
"Did I interrupt you?" I muffled out stepping inside the kitchen. The nervousness she gets whenever I'm near her engulfed her. I could see it from the way she moved backward, her back hitting the kitchen counter. I didn't stop my movement. I stopped in front of her, accessing her body. She was still in the same outfit. The way she tied the apron around her waist made it lift her breasts.
"Dinner will be ready soon."
"What are you cooking?" I asked my eyes still fixed on her. She opened her mouth and closed it again. I know I have a strong effect on her. She can't tell me this was how she normally behaves.
"Pasta with meat sauce." My eyes went behind her where the water was boiling. I turn off the gas. "Wh—"
"It's distracting me."
"You are distracting me." She blurted out instantly. "Am I? In what aspect? Are you still thinking about me?"
Damn! What the hell was going on with me? I was supposed to put a long distance between us. I was supposed to take my role as her father. Not lure her in. But I couldn't help myself from getting turned on whenever she was around me. I stretched my hand and slowly lifted her face. "Look at me," I whispered.
"You and I are the only ones in this house. Your mom won't be back anytime soon. If that's what is making you uncomfortable around me."
"Sir, I—"
"Daddy." I reminded her. "Whenever we're alone like this, call me Daddy."
She said nothing, I stepped closer, almost closing the gap between us. "We can eat dinner later, right?" My hand snaked around the small of her back and pulled her to me, resulting in her hand landing on my chest. I leaned over and whispered. "I'm sure you're craving for my touch."
Her body shuddered in my hold. By the time I pulled away. A satisfied smile formed at my lips seeing the way her eyes were swirling with desire. "Tell Daddy you want him."
"I-" she parted her lips then closed them again. I know the perfect way to make her admit what she wants. My hand went a bit lower to her waist. She was wearing a skirt so it made my hand easier to slip inside her legs. I saw her lips parting as I caressed her thigh.
"I-"
"Say it, Tessa. Tell me you want me too. Tell Daddy what you want." My hand went upper. I found her panties and shifted it to the side. "Daddy." Her first step into admitting what she wanted excites me.
I rolled my fingers through the fabric in a teasing manner liking the way her hand was holding on to my shirt tightly. "I want." I heard her moan out.
"I didn't hear you. Say it louder." I teased again.
Her eyes subsequently closed on their own as the words left her lips, going straight to my ears. "I want Daddy." Without wasting time, I swept her off her feet and connected her ass with the tabletop, getting in between her legs. I started by discarding the apron, then pulled off the tightly top over her head. She was left in nothing but her bra. "Do you know how much Daddy fantasies over this perfect curve of yours all night?" I asked molding her breast through the bra. She emitted a loud moan, biting her lips on the accord.
"Do you like what Daddy is doing to your perfect curves?"
She nodded her head. My smile widened. "Do you want Daddy to suck the life out of it?" I asked again and she nodded. My hand went to her back and unhooked her bra. It fell on the table, revealing her round and big breasts before me. I licked my lips at the sight of the pinkish nipples. "Daddy will be gentle." I muffled out before taking one into my mouth.