We Have a Secret That No One Must Know novel Chapter 6

It was now Sunday morning. I turned over in my bed to check the time. It was 10 o'clock. I threw my feet over the bed getting ready to get up, but before I did the events from last night came flashing into my head.

I felt the blood starting to rush into my groin as I thought about the amazing night that me and my beautiful daughter had together.

Tasting her amazing pussy and then sliding my cock inside of it. Feeling her tightness squeeze around me as I had took her virginity.

I felt proud and honored to be my little girls first time. Knowing that I'm someone that she can definitely trust and love. What better person to lose it to than her own father.

I got up from my bed and went into the en-suite bathroom. I brushed my teeth and took a shower. Once I finished I went downstairs to start making breakfast.

When I got downstairs I seen Jackson was already at the table. He was eating a bowl of cereal.

"Hey! I was gonna make breakfast for us all." I said jokingly.

He looked up at me and then back at his cereal, and with a full mouth he said "sorry, I didn't know"

I scrunched up my face a little as I watched him talk to me with the food only half chewed in his mouth.

"Jackson!" I said with sternness in my voice "Dont do that, you know your supposed to swallow your food before you decide to say something"

He laughed a little at me and just went back to eating his food.

I shook my head and slightly chuckled as I walked over to the frigid.

I decided on making eggs and toast for Bella and I since Jackson had decided to make himself food already. So there was no need to make a big breakfast.

As I was cooking the eggs Jackson got up to wash his bowl. He glanced over at me making the eggs. I looked at him knowing exactly what he wanted.

"No!" I said

"What! Why are you just saying no so randomly like that" he said back with shock.

"Because Jackson, I know what you want. You want some eggs and toast. You're not getting any, you decided to make cereal for breakfast instead of waiting for you're dear old dad to get up and make breakfast." I said with fake hurt in my voice and chuckling towards the end.

I turned off the heat and went to go get four slices of bread to put into the toaster. When I turned back around I seen Jackson looking at me with disbelief.

"Dad are you serious.... I...WAS...HUNNGRYYY" he said while dragging out each word.

I just laughed at him while I put the toast into the toaster.

I grabbed two plates out of the cabinet and placed them down on the counter, then I proceeded to get forks for me and Bella. Once I had the forks on the plate I started to pour an even amount of eggs onto both plates.

"Jackson" I said after pouring the eggs onto the plates. "If you want eggs, just make some" I said in a duh tone.

He gave me an annoyed look "but dad I don't feel like making any, especially when you already have some made!"

He pointed between the two plates and I just gave him an 'I Don't Care' look.

The toast popped out of the toaster and I went to put two on both plates.

"Son... if you really wanted eggs then you'd make your own" I said with a little annoyance. This conversation was getting old and I no longer wanted it to continue it.

I grabbed two cups and poured orange juice into both of them. I took a tray out of the cabinet below and put both plates and cups onto the tray.

"I'm going upstairs to give your sister her breakfast, if you would like to make yourself some eggs son, then you are more than welcomed to" I said while slowly taking a bow.

He rolled his eyes as he went to go get the carton of eggs out of the fridge.

I picked up the tray and just chuckled as I heard him silently talking to himself about how I was a mean father.

I walked upstairs to my daughters bedroom and slightly knocked on the door as I tried to balance the tray in one hand.

I heard a quiet, "come in" and I grabbed the door knob and entered into her room.

She looked gorgeous as she sat there under her covers with her hair up in a beautiful messy bun. Small pieces of hair cascaded over her face making her look absolutely gorgeous. I walked over to her and placed down the tray.

"Bon appétit!" I said while presenting the food with my arms.

She giggled and pulled my arm towards her so she could lean me down to give me kiss on the lips.

"Thank you" she said in a low tone after breaking the distance between us.

I was already missing the warmth of her lips on mine, I was about to pull her back in for another one but I decided against it as I knew how hungry she must have been.

We sat together while eating our breakfast and just talking. It felt good to talk to her. Made me feel like we had a true father and daughter bond.

However, we don't. At least not anymore.

The whole time we were talking the thoughts of last night and everything we did kept rushing back into my mind.

I felt guilty for taking advantage of her. I should have said no, but my own sexual desires overtook me. I should have never done what I did to her.

I can't live a sexual life with my daughter and then still try to be her father. I'm only supposed to be her dad in life. Not her lover!

All of these emotions came washing over me at once. I guess Bella seemed to notice because the look of happiness on her face turned into one of concern.

"Dad... are you okay?" She asked with concern in her voice.

I stared into her deep beautiful brown eyes and thought about everything that I was about to tell her. I knew that it would hurt us both, but it was for the best.

I moved the tray off of her lap and placed it onto the floor. I sat closer to her and grabbed her hands in mine.

I gave both her hands a kiss. I looked up at her to see her giving me a slight smile.

I started to slowly rub my thumb back and forth on her hand. I watched as her smile started to falter. She knew that whenever I rub her hands, bad news was about to come.

"Bella honey.... me and you can never do what we did last night ever again."

I watched as her face turned into one of confusion, clearly not understanding the sudden change in the mood.

"But dad... wh-" I cut her off before she could continue talking.