"Ainsley, is everything okay?" I swallowed hard as I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her arms. As soon as I touched her, she was flooded with emotion.
"What is it, what's wrong?" I questioned.
"This was not a wise choice." Her voice was thick with emotion.
"DAAAAADDDDDYYYY," Nikki cried out again from the other room.
"Fuck," I muttered under my breath. "Give me a minute."
"No, Spencer, I have to go," she cried, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Please. Don't go anywhere. Just give me a minute, please," I begged.
It took me ten minutes to get Nikki back to sleep before I could finally return to my bedroom. I was afraid she would have left, gone home to her bedroom where she would be out of my reach. However, when I opened the bedroom door, I was pleasantly surprised to see her sitting on opposite side of the bed, her back to me.
"Now, onto you," I said as I clicked the door shut and walked around the bed, kneeling between her legs. "What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" I asked, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face.
She avoided eye contact with me at first, looking everywhere but at me. Then she took in a deep breath and met my eyes. "It's just...we shouldn't have," she said, glancing back to the bed. "What if my father finds out?"
I looked at her and chuckled, then quit. I didn't want her to think I was making fun of her worries, because that wasn’t what I was doing. She had every right to be worried, but she also needed to know that I wasn’t about to go talking to her father about this. "This...what went on here tonight, is our little secret. If you want it to stop, it stops, no questions asked," I whispered, leaning in to kiss her. "If you want it to continue, then it continues. You say that word, BabyGirl. You're in control here, no one else, just you."
I could still see a lot of uncertainty in her eyes. "What is it?"
"What about you? Don't you have a say?"
I shook my head. I had no right to have a say. "You are in control. You say what you want," I repeated.
She studied my face, my eyes, my lips, and slowly she leaned in and kissed me, slowly at first, and then with a little more passion.
"I take it that means you want more?."
She nodded her head and smiled at me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
Ainsley
I lay curledup under my blankets watching TV. It was after ten, and I was exhausted from the night I’d spent with Spencer. I’d tried all day, but I hadn't been able to shut my head off. My mind continuously floated to what had happened between us. My father had asked me numerous times how the night had gone, and I had just shrugged and given him my usual answer: that Nikki had behaved, and Spencer had gotten home late, so I’d spent the night. Only, this was the first time I had noticed my father looked at me strangely.
I closed my eyes. I could still feel his hands on my body. I could feel myself getting aroused as I remembered how his lips felt against my neck.
"Ainsley, I'm heading to bed," my father said, poking his head into my room.
Alarm filled me for a moment as I opened my eyes, my father standing there watching me. I swallowed hard. "Okay, have a good night’s sleep."
"You too, baby girl."
My body flooded with heat at the sound of my username onFinding Forever. My eyes opened wide, but my father was already gone, then something switched inside of me as I remembered my father had called me that since I'd been a little girl, and I giggled to myself at my moment of panic.Why had I chosen that name for my username?I lay back against my pile of pillows and reached for my remote control when my phone vibrated.
I smiled to myself as I looked at the screen.
RomanticAlpha42: I can't stop thinking of you.
I quickly hit reply and bit my bottom lip as I typed.
BabyGirl89: Same here, all I can think about is your hands, your lips, your tongue.
RomanticAlpha42: Is that all?
BabyGirl89: What?