I should have expected that my dad would hear about the flowers. They were sent to me while at work after all. Still, it was a surprise when work was over and he came to my door with his bags. We rarely ever went home at the same time, but I could see a determination in his eyes as he stood in my doorway.“I’ve been working too hard,” he began and I hummed immediately knowing there was something else coming. He had always worked too hard, it had never been a problem before. “I was thinking it would be best if we went home together for some father-daughter bonding. What do you say?”I crossed my arms over my chest. “We came in two different cars.”“I can always ask the driver to take yours home, or mine. It doesn’t matter, we can always choose a car, right?” the fact that he was stumbling over his words was amusing. “This wouldn’t be a problem if you allowed me get you a driver like I wanted.”I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t peg you as a coward, dad. Why don’t you tell me what this is real
By the time we left grandma’s, I felt like I had aged ten years. Dad had tried everything he could to get me to tell him about Jake but I couldn’t. In all my years of pining after Jake, I never stopped to think about all these parts and how hard it would be to keep it from dad. They were best friends, it was vastly difficult.As soon as we got home, dad offered for us to watch a movie but I reluctantly denied. I didn’t want to give him the chance to pester me with questions. I felt guilty the moment I said no because his face fell. We hadn’t watched movies together in a while with everything going on and I immediately wanted to take back my refusal but I couldn’t so I ran up the stairs until I was safely in my room.Only after locking my door did I call Jake. He picked up on the second ring. “I’m working right now, baby girl, but if you want us to finish what we started earlier then-”“Dad is asking about the flowers,” I cut him off and he went silent. “I didn’t realize how hard it wo
I took a good look around his office and in all honesty, it was exactly what I expected. Every inch of it was tiled and the glass was one way so he could see outside but no one could see in. He had a hand carved table with his documents arranged in a neat pile on top of it. There was a couch and to the left were his bookshelves, there were two of them and they were filled to the brim. To the right however was a large and open balcony.“Do you often stand there and try to assert your dominance over the entire of New York?” I asked suddenly and he turned to me with scrunched brows. “It only makes sense. Why else would you want a balcony overlooking the city if not to remind yourself that you are above them?”“Maybe I just liked the view?” he offered and I shrugged innocently. I took his seat leaving him to stand by the door and watch me. His eyes were dark and I could have sworn I knew exactly what he was thinking about.“Dad said-”“Do not talk about your dad when you are in my office
I thought he was joking. I stood there staring at him for a full minute until I realized he wasn’t kidding. Only Jake would have me almost naked in his office and yet ask me to get dressed. I rolled my eyes but did as he asked when my phone started to buzz from where I had dropped it on the table.To say my ego was not bruised would have been a lie. I grabbed my things and was about to leave when he grabbed my upper arm and pulled me to a stop. I refused to look at him, it would have meant letting him see how I truly felt but it was Jake and he already knew.He dropped his lips to my ear. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking that this means I don’t want you. I want more than anything to cancel my appointments for the day and fuck you until we are both hoarse but my secretary will come up any minute and your dad is calling so you are going to take his files and go back to the office and we can continue this later, hm?”I nodded unable to say any words and he finally released me. He grab
I wasn’t sure what Jake had planned for tonight but I was excited. As soon as work was over, I found myself retouching my lipstick and smoothing out my hair before driving over to his house. Dad was not pleased to say the least, he wanted to know who I was spending most of my time with and we had a minor argument about it in the parking lot but he conceded after a while saying that I was an adult and was allowed to make my own choices. He did however add that he knew the commissioner should I need his help.I was just grateful that he wasn’t going through any extreme lengths to find out more. My dad could be very overprotective and sometimes his means did not always justify his intentions. When I was younger, he would run background checks on the families of everyone I called a friend. It was part of the reason I stopped bringing people over. I couldn’t explain how my father got to know about their parents childhood dog and the drug misdemeanor they had at eighteen.I arrived at Jake’
I didn’t know what I was expecting but I had braced myself for a spanking or something, Jake did nothing. He just stilled behind me before humming quietly to himself. I was still bent over the counter, my nipples grazing the cold surface as I tried to get a good look at his face. Without warning, he pushed me forward, keeping my eyes fixated on the wall in front of me.I didn’t like not being able to see his face and I was about to protest and say such when I felt one of his fingers tease the entrance of my pussy. I let out a strangled moan as he pushed in two thick fingers. He still kept his free hand at the back of my neck to keep me from moving. He pushed in to the knuckle before pulling them out.I whined at the loss of contact but before I could protest, he tugged my hair back and pushed those fingers into my open mouth. I tasted myself all over him and a small moan left my lips before I could stop it. Jake leaned forward so that his lips were brushing the shell of my ear.“Suck,
I was not the kind of person who liked having people in my space, especially not when I woke up but I was not complaining when I woke up to Jake’s stubble tickling my cheeks as he pressed soft kisses onto my shoulders and collarbone.Once he realized I was awake, he managed to pull me out of bed long enough to get cleaned while he made breakfast. There was something entire erotic about seeing a man cooking for you and it was a miracle I wasn’t all over him. The only thing that kept me in place was the reminder that I had work and I needed to be home so I could get changed.“If you had clothes here then it wouldn’t be a problem,” he shrugged and I raised a brow.“Is that your way of asking me to move in with you?”“Not yet, before that happens I would still have to talk to your father and we both aren’t ready for that,” I couldn’t help but cringe when I tried to figure out how my dad would react to the news. Whatever it was, I knew it wouldn’t be good. “I’m just saying that it would sa
Jake was quiet. He stared at the photos but his expression gave away nothing. I hated how he managed to look so unfazed while there was a war going on inside of me. Those pictures could potentially ruin me and my father. We were not just innocently standing or holding hands. He was kissing me in the elevator and in front of my car.“I look like a whore,” I announced and his eyes snapped up to me. “He could have at least gotten a better angle where my ass was not on display for the entire fucking world. I would have preferred that, at least then I would know that-”“Stop, please,” he sounded exasperated. “You are not a whore and you need to stop fucking saying that.”“I am only preparing for what I am inevitably going to hear when he takes this to the press,” I pointed to the pictures in case he didn’t see them well the first time. “This is me and this is you and we are doing the fucking horizontal tango or whatever the hell you want to call it. My reputation is on the line here. You w