Prologue:
"Mr. Salvadore, my father could return home soon. We could be caught." I say, my voice almost a whisper.
His lips plant wet kisses by dragging them from my lips to the neck. I try to suppress the moans biting my lip.
"Do not hold back, girl. Let me hear it." His voice rasps.
The sound of his voice makes me wet. I feel my dripping down my thigh already juices. His strong hands wrap around my naked thigh, squeezing them. His long thin fingers dancing on my leg. I whimper at the thought of what he might do with your fingers.
Teeth 'Mr. Salvadore graze my neck. He kisses me lightly, and the gesture makes me languish under his touch. His finger crawl up and down my arm, lighting the fire I can not ignore.
"Please do something," groans.
He pulls away, leaving me gasping for air. His green eyes intimidate find my dull green. They are full of lust, desire and seduction.
"Good things come to those who wait, baby. Do yourself a favor and Dad get on your knees." His voice rasped.
I find myself becoming mesmerized by his eyes. My body loses control of himself. It's like I have no say so at it. I'm on my knees in front of him.
Our time is quickly terminated by the front door closing. I look at Mr. Salvadore, "What do we do?" I ask.
He takes me by hand.
"I want you to be a good girl. You can do this?" he asks.
I give you the most innocent look what I can gather.
"Yes, D addy."