TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS novel Chapter 16

ALWMSD: DADDY, COME HELP ME FIX MY SHOWER

Dinner was the most intense hour of my life. I sat at the head of the table, my hands slightly shaking with guilt as I cut into my steak. Across from me sat Elena, looking refreshed from her trip, and to my right was Angel. She had showered and changed into a fresh sundress, but to me, she still smelled like the afternoon we had just shared.

“So…” Elena started, sipping her wine. “How were things while I was gone? Mark, was Angel a good girl?”

I choked slightly on my water. “Yes,” I managed to say, wiping my mouth. “She was… very helpful. Very quiet.”

Angel giggled as she reached for the salad bowl, her eyes locking onto mine with a playful, wicked glint.” I was more than just quiet, Mom. I helped Daddy a lot. He had so much work to do, and he was so stressed. I just did what I could to make him feel better. Didn’t I, Daddy?” she asked with a smile.

“She certainly did,” I muttered, retracting my gaze from Angel and staring down at my plate.

“That’s my girl,” Elena smiled, completely oblivious. “I’m glad you didn’t disturb him. It’s important for this family to be close.”

After dinner, the house settled into a fake, normal energy. Elena went up to our bedroom to finish some reports on her laptop. I joined her there, sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to pretend I was reading a book. But my mind was a mess. I kept waiting for the guilt of what I had done to crush me, but all I could think about was Angel’s body. The way she screamed “Daddy.” Her pussy feeling tight around me.

Suddenly, a soft knock came at our door, jarring me out of my thoughts. Angel stepped in, leaning against the frame. She looked at me, then at her mother.

“Daddy? Sorry to bother you, but my shower is acting up again. I think the handle is stuck. Can you please help me fix it?”

I looked at her, genuinely surprised. I thought she was already asleep and done for the night. “Now, Angel? It’s late.”

“Please?” she drawled, with a sweet and innocent voice. “I really want to wash my hair before bed.”

Elena didn’t even look up from her screen. “Go ahead, Mark. You know how she is with that shower. Just be quick; I want to watch a movie when I’m done with this.”

“Alright, just go. I’ll be right there,” I said.

A few minutes later, I walked down the hall to Angel’s room. I pushed the door open, expecting to see a broken faucet. Instead, the room was dimly lit by a small lamp on her nightstand. My eyes caught her- Angel.

She was standing in the middle of the room, completely naked.

“Angel!” I hissed low, closing the door behind me and locking it with a fast click. “What are you doing?

Your mom is literally three doors away!” I whispered low.

She didn’t look scared. She walked toward me, her bare feet silent on the carpet. She stopped just inches away, her small, firm breasts almost touching my chest.

“I couldn’t sleep, Daddy,” she whispered. “I’ve been thinking about this afternoon. My body… it feels like it’s aching. I tried to do what you showed me. I touched myself, but it didn’t work. It’s not enough. I need the real cure.”

She reached out, her hand sliding over the front of my pants, finding the hardness that had returned from the moment I saw her. “I feel the tension again, Daddy. And it’s even worse this time. You have to help me, please.”

I looked at the door, then back at her. The risk was insane. If Elena walked in, my life was over. But looking at Angel–seeing her skin glowing in the lamplight, her eyes begging me to fuck her again after just a few hours of fucking the shit out of her–I was powerless.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” I growled.

I grabbed her, pulling her into a deep, hungry kiss. I wasn’t gentle this time; I was desperate. I pushed her back toward the bed, my hands roaming over her curves. I knelt down, taking one of her breasts into my mouth, sucking on the hard nipple.

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