Daddy’s Hungry.
Every day I bring my sick father’s lunch to his office.
It’s also a convenient excuse to catch a glimpse of the sexy boss.
Darius Slater is the ultimate forbidden fruit.
But he’s all I can think about.
On my nineteenth birthday, he tells me I have a choice to make.
I can either call him Daddy and be his babygirl, or I can walk away, denying us both the pleasure we long for.
“You brought your father his lunch, but what did you bring your Daddy to eat?” I ask as my hands go under her @ss and I pick her up.
