The Single Dad: Girl’s Sexual Awakening

Therefore, I led her into the garage. Once the door was shut, I pressed her back against it, holding her neck, tilting her face up to me.

I stared into those gorgeous eyes, at those plump fucking lips. “Finally.”

I didn’t wait.

I slammed our mouths together, slipping my fingers down her side until I reached her ass, squeezing it into my palm.

“Mmm,” she moaned. Her eyes opened as I pulled my mouth away. “Don’t stop.”

There was nothing hotter than hearing her demand more.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I devoured her lips again, brushing our bodies together, grinding my hard-on against her pussy.

Fuck, she felt so good.

My tongue slowly slithered between her lips, tasting her.

Savoring.

But it wasn’t enough.

Even though I’d eaten her pussy just last night, even though she’d ridden my cock and I’d filled her with cum.

It was never enough when it came to Sydney.

The time in between made me miss her.

Like this morning, when she’d been upstairs, helping Everly get ready.

And again, now, as she separated us and said, “We have to get back to the party.”

“You sure?” I nuzzled into her neck, inhaling her, kissing up to her ear. “I need just one more minute.”

She laughed, gently tapping my erection. “Down, boy. It’s Everly’s day. We’re not missing a second of it.”

“Fuck … you’re right.” I adjusted myself to hide how hard I was. “But do you have any idea what I’m going to do to you tonight?” I left her neck to graze my thumb across her mouth, my stare following the pad of my finger as I fantasized about those fucking lips.

“I think I can guess.” Her teeth pierced her bottom lip. “And I can’t wait.”

“Sydney …” I pulled it loose, rubbing, tugging it. “You’re fucking teasing me.”

“Not teasing. Promising.” She kissed me and wiped her gloss off my lips, and then she turned around and reached for the doorknob.

I gave her ass a quick slap and followed her inside.

Craig was in the kitchen when we entered and said, “I took the cake out of the fridge, Sydney. I want it to get to room temperature before anyone eats it.”

“Perfect. Thank you,” she replied.

He wiped his hands on his apron. “You did a hell of a job on it.” He reached for a bowl and began dumping some hummus into it. “Everly’s going to flip out when she sees it.”

Sydney smiled. “That’s my hope.”

I hadn’t seen the cake. Sydney wanted it to be a surprise, but she’d asked if she could make it rather than having me order one, like I usually did. Of course, I had agreed. There was nothing sweeter than my girl wanting to bake for my daughter.

“I’m going to bring out another wave of appetizers in about five,” Craig said to me.

“Sounds good, buddy.”

Sydney and I left the kitchen, and as we were coming into the living room, Hannah approached.

“There you are,” she said. “I’ve been looking for you.”

“We were hiding.” I laughed.

“I noticed,” she replied. “Can I talk to you for a second?”

“Now?”

Hannah nodded.

I looked at Sydney and said, “I’ll be right back,” and I followed Hannah outside onto the patio.

We stayed close to the sliding door, giving me a view of everything that was happening inside. But I wasn’t looking through the glass. I was focused on my cousin, the concern building on her face as she paced from the pool to the table, where I was standing.

“I know Everly’s birthday isn’t the right place to discuss this,” she said, stopping a few feet away. “But I can’t wait any longer. I need to know.”

This wasn’t typical Hannah behavior.

Something was up, and I needed to get to the bottom of it.

“Need to know what?” I inquired.

She’d been avoiding my eyes, but she finally gazed at me. “Are you upset with me?”

“Upset with you?” I repeated. “Why would I be?”

She filled her lungs. “Because of Sydney. What I told her to do.” She took in more air. “You know … about the job.”

“The job?” I shook my head, bewildered. “Hannah, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Wait …” She continued to stare at me, like she was analyzing my response. “I can’t tell if you’re lawyering me right now or really clueless about what I’m talking about.”

“What job?”

“The nanny position.”

I repeated her words in my head, trying to figure out what the hell this all meant.

“You really are clueless, Ford … aren’t you?” Her eyes widened. “Sydney didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“Oh dear God.” She pulled back one of the chairs and sat at the table, pointing at the one next to her so I would join her. Once I was seated, she started, “Please don’t kill me. It’s Eve’s birthday after all, and the whole fam is here. They’d kinda notice if I suddenly ended up floating lifelessly on top of the pool.”

“Hannah, what the fuck are you talking about?”

Her stare moved to the tabletop, her hands clenching, her knuckles cracking. “When I gave Sydney a ride home after the night you guys met, she told me she was going to school to become a teacher and that she had been an au pair in her previous job.” She swallowed, her hands no longer fidgeting. “Once I heard all of that, I told her to apply to be Everly’s nanny.”

I was trying to work this out in my head, piece it all together. “Go on.”

“She sent me her resume, and I forwarded it to your assistant, and then I asked Sydney not to tell you what I-or we-had done.”