Diablerie Ch. 09: First Date

Dad squeezed me closer and we talked once the jitters had settled. I leaked cum for the next hour onto the sheets and each moment I started to relax he would surprise me with more kisses down my back and neck. He worshiped me and even left a very dark and thick hickey on my neck to show I was his. We showered and played around with the tension gone. I teased him repeatedly while we washed each other, and he dried me off like a goddess, slowly running the towel over each part of me and then kissing it.

When my legs could hold me up no longer I sat on the bed and asked if it was okay to fall asleep. He got in bed next to me and let me take the side he never slept on, looking across from me like I was his wife. My face was burned red from the raw mixture of lust and love for him. Planting a firm kiss on his lips I looked him right in the eyes.

"Dad, I love you. Not like a daughter, and not like just a partner."

He rested beside me as his equal and we kissed slowly, each other's tongue taking turns to feel the inside of new lips. I felt the warmth of his body hold me close as we flirted with each other like teens. I was wrapped tightly in his arms again and within minutes fell fast asleep, drifting off as he continued quiet little marks of his love covering my forehead.

That night he awoke and revealed something inside of me that would leave me wanting each day. Evan didn't only feel like a partner then, but perfectly fit the inside of me. He felt like who I was meant for with no fear of why or how attached.