Page 21 of Acting For Daddy

Panic swells my throat as I run towards her, well aware that once she shuts that door, she will not open it for me again. I understand the heartbreak I read on her face – that has been on her face from the moment we met in that office.

It all makes sense now and as much as I deserve her hate, I cannot afford to lose her.

I make it to her door just as it swings closed and place my foot on the door before it shuts behind her. I am barely winded from the run and my heart is thumping for an entirely different reason. I sigh at the close call, walking into her apartment just as she whips around to glare at me. Her eyes are wet with tears, and it crushes my soul to see her like this.

“Get out!”

Her words are venomous, meant to hurt, and they do, but I don’t let that stop me from approaching her. “Angel–”

“Don’t call me that!” she hisses, hugging her arms and turning away from me. “It didn’t even take you a second to recognize him!”

She takes a step back when I try to reach for her. “I’m sorry, Mina.”

“I don’t need your apology. I want you to go. Leave my apartment and life. I bet you will forget all about me in a week or two!”

I close the distance between us and wrap my arms around her. She puts up a little fight before she goes slack against me. “I’m sorry, Angel, for being so ignorant. I know I left and never kept in touch, but I never forgot you. How could I? You were my first fan.”

“You didn’t even recognize me when you saw me! How can you say you never forgot me!”

“Because in my mind, you were still as young as you were when I left. Every time I thought about my first fan, it was the little girl that I saw, and it never occurred to me that she would grow up,” I confess. “It sounds stupid, I know, but that is how I saw you in my head. But I was wrong. You’ve grown, and matured into this beautiful woman that I have fallen deeply in love with.”

“You are lying, again,” she accuses. “Up until yesterday, you had no idea who I was!”

Fuck, maybe it’s time I came clean. “Not quite,” I say in response.

“W-what do you mean?”

“We didn’t meet yesterday for the first time after all these years. I’ve seen you before… spent time around you.”

She stills against me, sucking in a sharp breath when the truth clicks into place. “Y-you’re him? The guy that’s been watching me at the bar!”

I lean down and nuzzle the back of her neck. “I couldn’t stay away,” I breath against her skin, her soft scent causing my cock to harden in my pants “Once I saw your audition tape, I felt a connection to you, and I needed to see you. I couldn’t stay away, Angel,” I repeat.

Please understand!

“Y-you’re the stalker?”

“A man obsessed with you, but I would never hurt you. You’ve fast become the most important thing in my life. More important than the career I’ve worked on for years. You are everything to me, Mina!”

“I shouldn’t forgive you,” she sniffs. “You haven’t done anything to earn it.”

“Then let me earn it, Angel!” I spin her around so she’s facing me, those beautiful eyes I adore wet with tears, so I kiss them. “Let me earn your forgiveness and love.”

I lean down and slide my lips over her soft ones. They puff open for me, resistant at first before she starts kissing me back and opening up for more. Our tongues drag together, slowly at first before the kiss turns hungry and downright obscene. The friction is hot against each other and suddenly I can’t get enough and by the looks of it, neither can Mina. She grabs the collar of my jacket and tugs me closer, needily leaning into my body.

“I should kick you out!” she whimpers into the kiss when my hands travel up her body, fondling her tits over her dress and teasing her swollen nipples with my thumbs.

“I will keep coming back until you can’t live without me either,” I growl, pushing her back and trapping her between me and the wall, my hands dropping to her thighs and pushing them open. “I am not letting you go now that I’ve found you and I will hurt anyone that dares to get in the way.”

“Alex,” she moans when I slide my finger into her panties and run it through her slick folds. Her breath catches in her throat when I rub my thick digit over her clit before sliding it into her wet heat. “Oh, Daddy–”

“That’s right, ride daddy’s finger,” I rasp, brushing my mouth over hers as I drive my thick digit into her, adding another into her drenched sex and using my thumb to tease her clit as I do so. “I love you, Mina.” She clings hard onto my jacket, her breath sawing in and out of her in heavy pants as I finger her tight little hole until she’s crying and jolting hard against me, her pussy clenching hard around my fingers.

I pull out my hand and grab her panties, yanking them off before reaching down to unzip my jeans and shoving them down, along with my briefs. My cock is aching hard as I stoop down and grab the back of Mina’s knees, lifting her off the floor and pinning her to the wall. She wraps her legs around me, our breaths mingling as one when I grab my cock and guide it to her drenched entrance.

“I want to hate you,” she whimpers when I slide the thick tip of my shaft into her wet heat. “I don’t know how to live without you – without this. How can I go back–”

Her back arches and lips part with a gasp when I slam forward, impaling her with all the inches of my cock. She’s so fucking tight and wet, her sex pulsing wildly around my cock. I slide out before slamming back into her snug sex, her eyes go blind when I do so. Her head falls back against the wall, and she buries her fingers into my shoulder when I start pounding into her. “You don’t have to worry about living without me. You never will!”

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