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  “Is it okay if I sleep here tonight?” she asked in a whisper. How on earth was I supposed to say no to that request?

  “Of course. Anytime,” I replied, reaching out brush a strand of hair behind her ear. Her smile grew, then she closed her eyes and tugged herself in and pulled the covers up to her chin.

  “Do you think Uncle Theo likes Ashley?” she asked, and I cringed at her calling him uncle when there was obvious sexual tension between them.

  “Maybe. She’s a nice girl,” I told her, absolutely lying. Birdie let out a harsh laugh and looked back into my eyes.

  “Nice? She clearly didn’t want to be around us. Maybe she’s just another one-night stand. Like many of them are,” she suggested.

  We were quite for a moment, and before I could speak, she opened her mouth again. “Can you hold me, Daddy?” she asked quietly.

  I watched her closely, thinking that request was something she had never asked me to for. But I couldn’t tell her no. She was a teenager. Who knew what she was going through and what was on her mind at the moment?

  “Come here,” I said, lifting my arm and letting her come closer to my body. Her long leg wrapped around mine and her hand gripped my shirt tightly in a fist. She hid her face in the crook of my neck, and I wrapped my arms around her body, pulling her closer.

  This wouldn’t have felt wrong if I didn’t fantasize about her earlier when Theo and Ashley were around. Shit, what was I getting myself into?

  I breathed in deeply, then decided that it was not wrong for a father to hold his daughter in bed like this. Nothing weird or perverted about that, right?

  “Good night, Daddy,” she whispered, keeping her body close to mine. I kissed the top of her head, then mumbled: “good night, baby bird.”

  Chapter Four

  Birdie

  The music blasted through the speakers in my bathroom, and noise was exactly what I needed after that one calculus class. I wasn’t a bad student, but I’d much rather watch videos on YouTube or binge a series on Netflix.

  I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. The bathroom was filled with steam, and I couldn’t see myself in the big mirrors. As I dried off and the music died down, I heard a voice call out my name from downstairs.

  Is Rhett home already?

  I pressed pause on my phone, then called out to the voice. “Rhett?”

  “No, it’s me, Theo.”

  My heart picked up speed. After that dinner three nights ago, Theodore was all I thought about all day long. At night, when I was in my bed, I used my vibrator again to get the tension off. When Dad was still at work, I moaned Theo’s name, wishing it were him moving his tongue against my clit instead of a vibrator making me come hard.

  “Where are you?” he asked, his voice and footsteps coming closer.

  At that point, I had an opportunity. I let go of my towel, put it on the edge of the tub, and let my wet hair fall over my shoulders. “I’m in the bathroom,” I called out, swinging the door open just as he stepped into my bedroom.

  He stopped, his eyes immediately falling to my tits. His jaw dropped, but he quickly closed his mouth again as he started to take in every inch of my naked body. I knew this was wrong. I was seventeen, he was forty-seven.

  But my dirty mind didn’t care. My pussy ached again at the sight of him.

  “Birdie,” he whispered, not taking his eyes off my body. “What are you doing…” he added.

  I smiled at him and shrugged. “I just got out of the shower,” I told him, then looked down at my naked body.

  “You should put something on, Birdie,” he told me, but as I looked up at him, he couldn’t tear his eyes off my tits.

  “Do you like them?” I asked in a whisper, cupping both my tits with my hands. My nipples were hard, and I tugged on both of them with my index and pointer fingers.

  “Don’t,” he breathed, but I kept going.

  “It’s just a simple question, Theodore. You’ve seen me in a bikini before. Do you like them?” I repeated, and this time he nodded.

  “Fuck,” he muttered, running his hand through his thick, dirty blond hair. “You should get dressed, baby bird,” he mumbled through gritted teeth, but I kept twisting and tugging on my nipples. I ignored his words, keeping my hands on my body and feeling my pussy getting wetter with each second that passed.

  “Birdie, if you don’t stop, I’ll have to—”

  “What, Theodore?” I challenged, tilting my chin down and batting my lashes at him.

  “Fuck,” he muttered again, taking a few steps closer. “You know we shouldn’t do this. What if Rhett comes home?” he asked, his eyes fixed on my tits. I smirked up at the man who partially raised me, and I knew he wouldn’t hold back any longer.

  “I want you to touch them, Theodore. Please,” I begged, and I didn’t have to ask twice.

  He spat out another curse, then pushed my hands away and cupped both my breasts. “This is so fucking wrong, Birdie,” he told me, but I didn’t care.

  “You’re too damn young. I shouldn’t be doing this.” His fingers squeezed my tits, massaging them both with the same amount of affection. He pinched my nipples carefully, then, after a glance into my eyes, he lowered his head and pulled one nipple into his mouth.

  That’s what I wanted for the past week. His mouth on me.

  I moaned, looking down to watch him swirl his tongue around my nipple, then giving the other the same attention. I reached into his hair, pulling at it, and then pressing his head against me so he had to suck in more of my tit into his mouth.

  My pussy was aching, and I wished his hand moved lower to touch me down there. “So fucking sweet,” he mumbled against my nipple, then he sat down on the edge of the tub, pulling me close to him so I was standing between his legs.

  I smiled as his eyes locked with mine, and his tongue moved around my hard nipple. “You’re a dirty little girl, baby bird. Your dad is gonna kill me.”

  I shook my head, pressing his head against my breasts again. “Suck on them, Theo. Hard,” I encouraged, and he did what I said.

  His teeth bit down on my nipple, pulling on it until I had to let out a soft scream. “Oh, yes,” I moaned, never taking my eyes off him.

  What he was doing to me felt so damn right. I didn’t care about our age. He knew what to do to make a girl happy, and I was the happiest one right now.

  His hands left my breasts, but his mouth kept sucking on my nipples. Both of his hands moved down to my lower back, then cupped my ass tightly and pushed me into his hard chest while he bit down on my nipple again.

  “Oh, Theo,” I moaned, his hands kneading my ass. I could feel his skin against my clit, and I rubbed against his chest to make the aching go away.

  “You’re so fucking small. I can almost fit your whole tit in my mouth, fuck…” he growled, sucking more than just my nipple into his mouth now.

  His hands kept kneading my ass, and I watched him as he pulled my right leg over his left, so that I had to straddle him. I sat down, immediately rubbing against his jeans-covered thigh while his hands helped me move against him.

  “Such a dirty little bird. Fuck,” he growled, looking straight into my eyes now. I kept moving, but my ride didn’t last long. Just before I felt the climax grow, the front door downstairs closed shut.

  “Shit,” Theo mumbled, taking one of my nipples into his mouth one last time. He couldn’t get enough.

  “This has to stay between us, Birdie. Promise me,” he said, and I nodded with a soft smile.

  “Goddammit,” I heard him whisper as he pushed me off of him and got up from the edge of the tub to walk out of the bathroom.

  I watched him leave, then decided that I couldn’t let my pussy ache, so I closed the door and stepped back into the shower to finish what Theo had started.

  Chapter Five

  Theo

  I shouldn’t have touched her. I shouldn’t have given in. But fuck…her perfect perky tits and her slim, tight body were not to resi
st. I couldn’t hold it together, and her teasing me made me feel like a crazed man.

  I wasn’t thinking straight, but fuck…she wanted me to touch and lick her. She was mature for her age. With her seventeen years, I wouldn’t have expected her to be this perverted. She knew exactly what to do or say to make a man fall to his feet, and that’s exactly what she did to me.

  How could I face her father? If he’d ever find out, I’d be a dead man. His sweet little girl touched by his best friend, and her uncle. Shit.

  “What are you doing here?” Rhett asked as I walked into the kitchen. He had been grocery shopping after work, and he was already putting the items away.

  “I wanted to ask you about something. I let myself in. Birdie’s still in the shower,” I explained. I wondered why she was taking another one. She had just come out of it when I arrived. Fuck me…if she was up there using the showerhead to get off, I wished I were up there with her. Watching her. Squeezing those sweet tits.

  My dick softened as I saw Rhett in the kitchen, and the bulge in my pants wasn’t to be seen well. “What is it?” he asked, putting the milk and butter into the fridge.

  “Remember how I told you about that old Dodge Ram I was looking at on an online marketplace?” I asked.

  “Yeah, you were waiting on the owner to answer,” he said, and I nodded.

  “He’ll sell it to me. I can go get it this week, and I need someone to drive me to his place.”

  “I gotta work all week, man. What about Ashley? Can’t she drive you?” he asked.

  “Ashley’s mad at me and second of all…she doesn’t have a license.”

  “She’s thirty. How does she not have a license?” Rhett laughed and then shook his head. “All right. I got some time in the evenings. Tomorrow after work might be good. I’ll check if Birdie wants to come too, so she doesn’t have to eat dinner on her own,” he suggested.

  “Thanks, man.”

  “Hi, Daddy,” Birdie said in a sweet voice. Her hair was still damp and wrapped around in a knot at the top of her head. She walked over to Rhett, hugging him around the waist.

  “Hey, baby bird. How was your day?” he asked, kissing the top of her head.

  Birdie gave me a mischievous grin, then shrugged and bit her bottom lip. “I had a wonderful day,” she replied, then left Rhett’s embrace.

  “Uncle Theodore, will you eat dinner with us tonight? I made dessert,” she said happily, and I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to keep my eyes off her nipples poking through her white shirt. She didn’t put on a bra, and she didn’t seem to care about the shorts she had on showing off a little line of her ass cheeks.

  “Uh, sure. If that’s okay with you,” I said to Rhett, and he just shrugged.

  “I don’t mind.”

  “Perfect!” Birdie smiled brightly, and I watched as she walked upstairs, shaking that sweet little ass with no shame whatsoever.

  “She’s turning into a beautiful young woman, huh?” Rhett said, surprising me with his words.

  “Yes. She’s…stunning,” I said, clearing my throat. I needed something else to talk about. I couldn’t talk about Birdie anymore, knowing I would only show my attraction toward her.

  “Do you need a hand with dinner?” I asked, but he shook his head. “We’ll get take-out. I don’t have the nerves to cook. Had a long fucking day.” His face showed how tired he was. Rhett has always been a hard-working guy. After college, he quickly worked his way up to become one of the best doctors in the state of Kentucky, if not the whole US.

  “Have you heard from Luke, by the way? I thought he’d be back from New York already,” he said, taking a beer out of the fridge, then handing me one too.

  “He’s back already. He came home two nights ago, but he’s got some stuff to handle. His penthouse got broken into,” I explained.

  Luke was another guy I grew up with. The three of us spent most of our lives together, that’s why we felt like brothers. We stuck around when Rhett had to take Birdie home after her mother died, and Luke had also taken care of Birdie a few times when I had to work and couldn’t take over.

  “Sucks,” Rhett muttered, then grabbed his phone and looked at me with a raised brow. “What would you like to eat?” he asked.

  “Let Birdie choose,” I responded.

  “Birdie!” he called out to his daughter, and a few seconds later, Birdie walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Her legs were long and slender, but my eyes didn’t stay on there for too long. I had to take my eyes off and try not to think about her body. I could still feel her tits in my mouth, and my dick jolted at the thought of sucking and squeezing them again. So fucking hard she moaned my name and pressed my head against her tits again.

  “Yes, Daddy?” she asked with a smile.

  “What would you like to eat, sweetie?” he asked, brushing a strand of hair back and tugging it behind her ear.

  Something in the way he looked at her was different. I couldn’t quite make out what it was. “How about…Mexican?” she suggested, and Rhett nodded.

  “Sounds good to me. Theo?” he asked, and I nodded with a smile. “Fine with me,” I replied, then watched as Rhett dig his fingers into her waist and kissed her forehead.

  She was enjoying it. I could tell by the way she closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. Not to mention her toes curling.

  Chapter Six

  Birdie

  We all sat on the couch after dinner, and I watched the news as Theo and Dad talked about work. I wasn’t very interested in their talk, so I kept my eyes on the tv.

  Dad was sitting next to me and Theo was on the other side of the couch, and I had pulled a blanket over my legs to keep them warm.

  “I’ll go take a shower. Not sure I’ll come down again afterward. I’m tired and I need to get up early tomorrow morning,” Dad said, getting up from the couch. “Let me know about tomorrow,” Dad told Theo, and I looked over to them with a questioning look.

  “What’s tomorrow?” I asked.

  “We’ll go pick up Theo’s new Dodge. I’ll take you with me so we can eat something at a restaurant on our way back,” Dad explained. I smiled and nodded. “Sounds fun,” I said, then turned to look at Theo who was leaned back against the couch with his legs spread and his hands covering his bulge in his jeans.

  “Don’t stay up too late, baby bird,” Dad told me, then kissed the top of my head before heading to the stairs.

  When I was sure he was in his bathroom upstairs, I turned to look at Theo. He was watching me closely, feeling the same way I was feeling. The desire in my eyes was not to miss, and he sighed as he shook his head and rubbed the stubbles on his jaw.

  “What happened up there between us will not happen again. I slipped, and we’ll forget about,” he said, but I shook my head.

  “I don’t wanna forget about it,” I told him, pushing my bottom lip out to pout.

  “You have to, Birdie. You’re underage. I could go to jail if someone finds out,” he hissed, but I just shrugged.

  “But you can’t deny that you like it. I…thought about you while I made myself come in the shower, Theo,” I whispered.

  “Stop,” he ordered, looking at me with a serious expression. “You’re not getting more. Understand? That was it. It was a mistake,” he said, standing up from the couch.

  I couldn’t help a smirk. “I know you enjoyed touching my tits. And you liked my pussy rubbing against your leg, so hot and wet,” I said, keeping my voice down so Dad wouldn’t hear. The shower was already running though, and I knew he couldn’t hear me.

  “Stop,” he demanded again, his hands fisting next to his body. “It was a mistake. You just stood there, trying to seduce me like a dirty little…” he stopped, gritting his teeth, and staring down at me.

  “Say it,” I challenged him, lifting my chin, and raising an eyebrow.

  He let out a breath, mumbled something I couldn’t understand, and then he grabbed a fistful of my hair, tilting my head back even more while his
other hand cupped my jaw. “A dirty little slut. That’s what you are, baby bird. You’re so fucking dirty, and I should be put into jail for letting you seduce me like this…fuck, baby,” he growled, tightening his grip on my jaw.

  “I’m the damn devil and you like to play with fire.”

  He pulled at my hair, making me lean back against the couch. I liked this, his hands holding me like I was misbehaving and he wanted to punish me. His eyes spoke louder than words, and the need in them was not to miss.

  He kept his eyes on me, and I wanted his lips on me so damn bad. I reached between my legs to rub my clit through my shorts, and his eyes moved down to watch me caress myself.

  I remember the exact moment I became so damn perverted. I was fifteen, and I wanted to find out what it was like to be touched down there. I looked up porn to learn about the art of self-pleasure, and I soon tried it while watching men lick and finger the women’s pussies.

  My first ever orgasm hit me like a hammer against the head. It was mind-blowing, and to be fair, slightly scared to feel it again. But I found pleasure in it sooner or later, and watching other people fuck online became a ritual.

  At sixteen, I learned about vibrators and wondered what it would be like to feel something like that on my clit. I became obsessed after I ordered a vibrator online, hiding it in my nightstand to Dad wouldn’t find it. I don’t think he has ever found it.

  And just a few days ago, Theo was the one I wanted. There was an obvious attraction between us, and I didn’t want him to ignore that feeling. Not after what happened in my bathroom.

  I knew what we were doing was wrong, but I’ve always felt different from other girls. I had other desires. One guy around my age wasn’t an option. I needed a real man.

  “I wish it were your hand on my pussy right now,” I whispered, keeping my eyes on his as he looked up again. “I know we shouldn’t…but that’s the fun of it all, isn’t it, Uncle Theo?” I asked sweetly.