Scott's POV
Staring out of my window, focusing my gaze on how the rain water splashed and travelled down the glass as I reflected on everything I had going on. Five more days until I return to London. It's been over a week since I last saw Jack and Eliana. The weight of what I had done still weighed on me. I decided to work from home today. I did not feel like associating with people. I'll need all the energy—mentally, to deal with tomorrow's event.
Tomorrow, Jack will be celebrating his company's first decade. A decade of success. I am super proud and happy for him but then, I'll have to see Eliana and act like a good uncle when I've been between her legs.
It was already evening, almost done with what I had to do. I had already ordered dinner. Once I'm done, I'll eat, take a cold shower and have a good rest. I returned back to what I was working on. The more focused I am, the more work I'll get done.
"Mr. Scott, there's someone here to see you." My security's voice buzzed from the intercom. "She claims it's business related— Some unfinished business."
I couldn't think of any female I recently worked with or had an ongoing project with. "Let her in." It's not like one female could possibly cause me harm, is it?
"Hello daddy!" that voice, there was no mistaking whose voice it was. What the hell was she doing here?
"Eliana, what in God's name are you doing here?" I asked, surprised and pissed at the same time.
"What's wrong daddy, haven't you missed me?" She asked. Every word coming out of her mouth was slurred. She was obviously drunk.
"Eliana, you shouldn't be here. Who brought you here in the first place and why the hell are you drunk? For heaven's sake you are just 18 you shouldn't be drinking and shouldn't be getting drunk."
She had moved over to where I was, pressing her hands against my lips, she shushed me. "shhhh…Don't get yourself worked up, daddy. I am not a kid and I'm legally allowed to drink alcohol. Besides, I'm not drunk, maybe a little tipsy but not drunk." She said with a chuckle as she pressed her body against mine. And just like that, days of control — discipline, all came crashing down. Just one touch and I was already hard as fuck.
Sensing the proof of my arousal, she pressed herself hard against my bulge. Intensifying the situation I was already dealing with— hard dick with no pussy to fuck. The one available, the reason for my hard-on, is forbidden. My best friend's daughter. It took all the control I had left to stop myself from taking her there and then.
"I know you want me. Even if you try to deny it, I can feel it pressed hard to my stomach. I've dreamed of you every single day since the last time we saw each other. Every night, I dream of you touching me." Now her body wasn't just pressed against me, her hand was between our bodies as she gripped me from my pants. I immediately pushed her away, careful not to push her to the floor. One more second with her hands on me and I would have given in and fucked her right here, right now. What happened to me staying away from her? What happened to getting rid of whatever lust I have for my own best friend's daughter?
"What is wrong with you, Scott? You want this as much —"
"It's Mr. Scott to you." I corrected, cutting her off.
"Scott." She insisted. "you want this as much as I do. What happens to our agreement? I am an adult for crying out loud! I want this, I'm all yours. If you're worried about people saying you're using me or whatever, this is me asking you to use me. Please…" She sounded pained.
"Eliana, you're a beautiful young girl, you can have anyone you want but just not me. This was never supposed to happen, Eli. I'm sorry for whatever pain this might have caused you—for the false hope."
"But I love you, only you. I don't want someone else." She shouted, pulling on my shirt, trying to get me to see reason.
How else do I explain to this child that whatever she feels right now, isn't love. I've been there, I've felt this. It doesn't last long. Most importantly, there can never be an us—never!
"I do not love, I can not, Eliana, another reason why I'm not right for you."
I turned around and headed for my room, "I'll have someone take you home."
"I'm not leaving, I'll stay here. You wouldn't want me getting sick, would you?" She said, angry at my suggestion. True, It was raining quite heavily.
"You're welcome to stay in the guest bedroom. Follow me." I waited patiently till she got to where I stood, her movement unsteady but I couldn't risk touching or holding her, it wouldn't end well. "Here." I said as I opened the door to the room for her. She stumbled a little, I held her to steady her.
I had not realized how drunk she was until now. She was wasted. How much alcohol had she consumed? The second I got her to the bed, she laid on it, her eyes half open. She was already falling asleep. "Goodnight, Eliana." I whispered before turning to leave. She grabbed my arm.
"Don't go, please." This reminded me of when she was a kid. She was afraid of even her own shadow and never wanted to be left alone. "Stay…"
A reasonable man would decline and leave the room. I didn't. Who knew that watching a woman sleep could turn a man on? Her clothes did a poor job at covering her breasts. I watched every movement of her chest—her full breasts as she inhaled and exhaled. Why was she allowed to dress in something so skimpy? It exposed every curve.
Her lovely face, so innocent. Her long lashes rested gently on her cheeks as she slept peacefully. It was time to leave the room but I couldn't bring myself to go. Soon, I found myself caressing her cheeks with my fingers.
Realizing what I was doing, I immediately stopped. Leaning in to kiss her forehead —I don't know why, I found her eyes wide open, staring at me, something burning in them. "kiss me." Her request was spoken softly. I found myself giving in. She pulled me down on her with her hands on my neck as we engaged in a passionate kiss. A kiss that promised something more.
I fondled her breasts with my hand, she moaned into my mouth. All caution and sense were blown away by the force of our desire. I was right on top of her, rocking my hips against hers. Her moans grew louder. "I need you now, Daddy, please." Parting her legs with my hand, slowly, I slid my fingers into her warmth. Her soft moan was like music to my ears. What the hell was I doing?