"Oh, you're going to explain," Blake replied, the tone of exasperation sounding sincere even to himself. As he'd heard Emma starting to open the door, he'd braced himself, not wanting the sight of his gorgeous daughter to affect his performance until they could shut the world out for a few hours. Emma didn't make that easy, of course. He'd always considered her beautiful, but now... she was irresistible.
Blake stepped into the room and shut the door-- just hard enough to sound convincing-- and with practiced fingers, locked it securely without looking.
A moment later, he was pouncing on her. "You're going to explain those texts you sent me this afternoon, and you're going to tell me whether you're going to make good on your promises." They were the last words he spoke before his mouth was busy crushing down against his daughter's as he kissed her, hungrily pulling her smaller, slighter frame against his body.
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Date: 2021-09-17 12:07 am (UTC)Blake stepped into the room and shut the door-- just hard enough to sound convincing-- and with practiced fingers, locked it securely without looking.
A moment later, he was pouncing on her. "You're going to explain those texts you sent me this afternoon, and you're going to tell me whether you're going to make good on your promises." They were the last words he spoke before his mouth was busy crushing down against his daughter's as he kissed her, hungrily pulling her smaller, slighter frame against his body.