1 comments/ 110861 views/ 7 favorites Sex & Candy Ch. 01 By: velvetpie Chocolate. I loved chocolate. Every wafer, every tempered bowl, every chunk. It didn't matter how it came. I loved it. I guess it was the love for chocolate that bonded me with my father. My earliest memories of chocolate were filled with images of my father. I could still see his hands with the sterilized chisel, breaking off pieces and tossing them into the copper cauldron. Every so often, he would look up at me with his bright blue eyes and place a chunk onto my tongue and the love affair would begin again. The chocolate would melt on my tongue and my eyes would be filled with the sight of my pastry chef father and I would sink into a universe that was untouched by human hands. So when I graduated from high school, it was understood that I would attend the Culinary Institute of America in New York in order to take over the family's business, Sweets Inc. after Dad decided to retire. Mom and Dad took me to the dorm and we took a tour of the campus but Mom got tired and opted to lie down in the car while Dad finished helping me with my suitcases. I had a single room, which was what I had requested and what Dad's hard work was paying for, and I was so glad that we were alone because I never expected my father to cry. "I bet you and Mom will be so happy now that I've gone. I bet you'll be having sex in the den … " The sound of his sob startled me into silence and I turned to see him sitting on the side of my unmade bed, staring out the window as tears rolled down his cheeks. "Daddy?" He wiped his cheeks, seeming to be embarrassed that I'd seen him. "I'm okay, honey." "No, you aren't." I sat on the bed, a tin of chocolate almond nougat in my hands. "What's going on?" "My baby's leaving home, that's what." "Daddy!" I took a piece of candy out of the tin and popped it into my mouth, chewing as I watched him. I knew that he'd be upset about my leaving home but it seemed like he was upset about more than that. I decided to leave it alone. He was a grown man, after all. He'd let me know if I needed to know, wouldn't he? "I'm just a phone call away." "I know. But it's not the same and you know it." I sighed. I was as upset as he was. My mother had always been distant with me and since I shared a love of all things sweet with my father, our relationship never really fleshed out further than being related. We never treated each other badly but there wasn't the connection that usually marked a mother-daughter relationship. We'd acknowledged and moved past it, determined to be the best of friends and Daddy became my mother and father. I put my arm around his shoulders and held him close. We nibbled on the nougat and cried together for a few minutes. "I should get going. Your mother's out there by herself." I shook my head and stood to walk him to the door, holding his hand with fingers intertwined as we always did. When I turned to him, I was amazed at the sadness that I saw on his handsome face. Deep lines were etched around his usually vibrant blue eyes and a slight gray-blond grizzle hung onto his hollow cheeks. I didn't think of what I was doing. I just thought about making my father feel better. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his mouth. I don't know what happened after that. I mean, I know but I really don't. Daddy was startled but his confusion only lasted a few seconds and then his arms were curling around me, his hands pressing me close. My stomach flip-flopped and a sweet warmth started in my pussy, turning into a gusher when his tongue slid along my lips, gently asking them to open. Without knowing why, I opened my mouth to him and such a vibration went through me that I moaned. It was by far the best kiss I'd ever had; a perfect first kiss at the end of an innocent and awkward date. My arms drifted up but did not encircle him; instead, my hands cupped his face, one hand sliding back and into his thick hair, feeling the warmth of his scalp, the warmth of him seep into me. All at once, it was over and we were nose-to-nose, breathing hard and shaking with passion that we both fought to control. He let me go finally, his arms dropping to his sides as he stepped back, his eyes cast downward. I felt bereft suddenly, afraid that he would never talk to me again. "Daddy?" His eyes met mine and something passed between us: an understanding that what we had done was wrong and that it wouldn't happen again. But I knew differently. I knew it would happen again. How did I know that? Because I was in love with my father. I hadn't realized it until now but I knew it with every fiber of my being. "Daddy, say something." His shoulders slumped and he turned away from me. "Goodbye, Loryn. I'll call you next week." Sex & Candy Ch. 02 A week passed by without a call from my father. I thought about calling but I just couldn't get past dialing the number. Surely, Daddy would have called if there was a problem, wouldn't he? I slipped into life at the CIA with an uneasy feeling and by the end of the week, I was feeling much better. My classes were manageable, I was beginning to make some friends and the food was fantastic. I worried about gaining weight so I took to power-walking before class and doing sit-ups before going to bed. Every night, I looked at the framed picture of my parents that sat on the top shelf of my desk and told them good night. When the call came, it wasn't my father; it was my mother's sister, Adelle. "Your mother is dying. You have to come home." I didn't have time to be numb until I was on the plane. I had to make arrangements with my professors and visit the admissions office to receive my official papers before I could run back to my room and pack. My aunt had already booked the flight for me so thankfully, I didn't have to worry about anything except getting on the plane. That's when the numbness set in. I was still numb when I met Aunt Adelle in the terminal. She told me that Mom was very sick and that she only had days to live. I didn't have time to be upset because the next words out of her mouth made me livid with anger. Mom had been diagnosed a year earlier with breast cancer and I was the only one who didn't know. Suddenly, everything made sense. Her lack of appetite, her being extra tired after short walks, her loss of skin tone … everything added up to her illness. Aunt Adelle begged me not to be angry; I hadn't been told because Mom didn't want me to worry. My parents wanted me to enjoy being a student at the CIA and they knew that knowing about Mom's illness would be a distraction. As soon as I entered the house, Daddy was there, pulling me into his arms and letting me cry my eyes out. I wanted to kiss him, not for the sexuality but for the comfort of the connection but I knew that neither one of us wanted to face that just now. Holding hands, we went into Mom's room and stayed there the entire day. We didn't know until the nurse came by that she had slipped into a coma and it was four days later that my mother died. The funeral was horrible and I medicated myself with alcohol through most of it, choosing the solitary silence of my bedroom, rather than the gathering downstairs. "Hey." I looked up and gave my dad a smile. "Mind if I join you? Adelle is driving me crazy!" "Why do you think I'm up here?" I pulled a beer out of the cooler I kept in the corner and handed it to him. I watched him twist off the cap and take a long swallow, my thoughts on how beautiful his lips looked. I knew that he wanted to talk about the kiss but we had buried my mother and his wife today. "Daddy?" "No, Loryn. We can't." "Why not?" "Because you're my daughter." "So?" I swallowed some beer, hoping to soothe my aching throat. "Daddy, I love you." "I love you, too, honey, but … " "But what?" I stared at him and he looked away. "I want you, Daddy." I set the beer down and walked over to where he was sitting, covering his knees with my hands. "Please?" He bent down and kissed me, turning his head so that our mouths fit perfectly and our tongues tumbled together, stroking and touching and such a sense of peace stole through me that I nearly passed out. His smell, his touch, his taste transported me back to that first kiss and the exhilaration that made my skin tingle. I wanted him so bad but something was different in this kiss. It felt like he was holding a part of himself back. "John?" Aunt Adelle's voice preceded her as she called up the stairs, her heavy footsteps warning us that we were about to have a visit. I dashed back to my chair and Daddy wiped his mouth, swilling from his bottle. She scowled at us when she came into the room. "We've got a house full of people here for Joanie and you two are up here, hiding out?" "We were just taking a break, Adelle." He finished his beer and stood up. "It's a lot to handle, you know?" "I know, but people are asking for you two." I shook my head and set my beer back down, forcing a smile on my face. "We'd better go, Daddy." He held out his hand and I took it as I always did, knowing that our intertwined fingers meant more than just a father-daughter relationship and I intended to show him tonight. Sex & Candy Ch. 03 The house was quiet after Aunt Adelle left. It took a long time to convince her that we didn't need her to stay. She was very insistent, saying that we were still going through the bereavement process and one never knew when the grief might overcome him or her. I was glad that Daddy convinced her to leave; I was bursting with sexual tension and I didn't think I'd be able to wait another minute much less another day. I showered, put on some comfortable pajamas and went downstairs to find him. Daddy was standing in the doorway that led out onto the back patio, a glass in his hand. I stopped at the bar to make a drink for myself, opting for ice and Pepsi mixed with my Jim Beam. I brought the bottle over to where he stood and poured a couple of shots into his rocks glass. He took a sip, still looking out across the lake and I sat on the ottoman, gazing up at him while I sipped my drink. "You'll have to be getting back to school soon." I didn't know what to say to that. In two days, I'd have to be back on campus and my life would be thrown into a whirlwind, trying to catch up with the week's worth of work I'd missed. "You are going back to school, right?" "I guess so." "You guess so?" He turned and looked at me. "Don't waste your future on me." "What are you talking about?" "Loryn, I know you better than you know yourself. I know exactly what you're thinking. You're thinking about quitting school and coming back here to take care of me." My mouth hung open. He was right. I couldn't say anything in rebuttal and I took another swallow of my drink. "What am I supposed to do, Daddy?" "You go back to school, get your degree and come back here to run the business with me." "What about us?" He gave the outdoors one last look and closed the door, turning to me. "I've been doing a lot of thinking about that." I watched him move into the den and I locked the outer door, following him inside the house. "I love you, Loryn, but I can't do this to your life. One day, you'll meet someone who will fulfill all your fantasies and become the love of your life and I … " He took a swallow of the straight alcohol and winced afterward. "It would break my heart to ruin that for you." "I don't want that, Daddy. I've never wanted to be with anything else. Why do you think I haven't dated very much? It's taken me a long time to admit it but I don't just love you; I'm in love with you." I took a breath, wiping my eyes. "Am I just supposed to stop?" He shook his head sadly. "I don't have all the answers, honey, but I know the truth of how I feel about you and it's wrong." "It's wrong to love your daughter?" I could barely breathe, the pain in my heart was so strong. "In this case, yes." I couldn't take any more. I turned and ran to my bedroom, threw myself across the bed and cried myself to sleep. * The first thing I felt was cool air on my breasts and then the warmth of a wet mouth, its tongue sliding all around the nipple and making it harden. I moaned at the delicious feeling, struggling to wake up and weaving my fingers through his hair. Tears of joy wet my cheeks and his lips made short work of drying them, his breath soft on my skin. "I'm sorry." He whispered, his voice low and quiet. "I just couldn't stay away." "Nothing to be sorry about, Daddy. This is where you belong." Our mouths found each others in the darkness and I completely submitted myself to him. He laid his body on top of mine and I moaned, letting my hands roam over his bare back. Muscles moved under my fingers, covered by hot skin and springy hair, the same hair that covered his chest and now rubbed against my nipples. He broke the kiss, pulling up to look into my eyes but it was too dark. "Wait a minute." He left the bed, walked over to the double windows and pulled the curtains open, bathing my room in moonlight reflected off the lake below. The effect was breathtaking and when his eyes met mine, I knew he felt it, too. "I want to see every bit of you, Loryn. I don't want to miss a single inch." My heart jumped and I moved to the window, taking one of his hands and placing it on my breast while pulling his mouth down to mine. "Then let's start here." Sex & Candy Ch. 04 He returned us to the bed, sitting on the side while he maneuvered me to the center of the bed, gently pushing my pajama top off my shoulders. I shivered under the force of his gaze, then trembled when he bent to take a nipple into his mouth again, alternating between soft licks and hard sucks. My pussy erupted and I squeezed my legs together, knowing that there was a huge wet spot on my pajama bottoms. Just the feeling of his hands on my body was enough to make my cunt twitch and his mouth sent me spiraling skyward. He pushed me back and kissed across my ribs and stomach, then licked a parallel line just above the waistband of my pants. He sat back on his haunches and slid the bottoms down over my hips, pausing to sniff the crotch before tossing them to the floor. "Jesus, baby, you're so wet already." "I can't help it, Daddy." The breath left my lungs when he started slowly kissing every inch of my pud, licking in between the kisses. "Oh, Daddy." His mouth inched lower and he pressed my legs open, taking his sweet time in approaching my weeping slit and driving me crazy with need. His lips sucked my pussy lips into his mouth and ran his tongue in between. I came, silent and trembling, gasping when he pushed into me, curling his tongue inside my creamy walls and coaxing more cum down. When I came the second time, he moaned this time, eagerly slurping my juices up and moving up and over me. "Take my pants off." "Lay down. I want to taste you, too." "Later." His voice was harsh and I realized that he was trying to hold himself back. He was too excited for a slow fuck and I gasped when I saw the size of his thick cock. It bobbed lazily, smacking his stomach as I released it from his pajamas, the head fat and leaking silvery strands of pre-cum. I couldn't help myself. I leaned forward and worked my lips around the head and let my tongue trace the edges of the cap and slip into the dribbling slit. Daddy groaned, his entire body shaking. He tried to push me away but he was too weak. "Lay back, Daddy. Let me take the edge off." Under my persuasive palms, he sank into the mattress, hissing with playful anger when I bit one of his nipples. "Like that, Daddy?" "Yes." "You want me to suck your nipples, Daddy?" "Oh, yes, baby girl." I climbed over him, settling his rod between my thighs and pumping my wet pussy lips against him as I suckled his nipple. He twitched and moaned, his hands on my hips as he tried to press into me. I coyly rotated my hips away, sucking and licking until he was quivering. Then I was sure that he was ready. "Whose cock is this?" "It's yours, baby girl." "Tell me where you want it." "Inside your pussy." His answer reminded me of a string strung too tightly. I reached back and grabbed his hands, pulling my ass cheeks apart and sinking his steel rod into my aching pussy. "Yes, baby girl!" In my best child-like voice, I whispered, "Fuck me, Daddy." He took my mouth again and I broke away, sitting upright on his cock and bobbing up and down. His moonlit face was a mixture of pure passion and unbridled lust, his eyelids fluttering each time I rose and fell upon his rod. His hands caressed my breasts, pinching the nipples and making me cum even harder. I collapsed on top of him and he gently rolled me over, kissing me even more deeply than before, holding me as I trembled against him. Slowly, very slowly, he started moving again and a quiver began deep inside me. I could feel every bit of his flesh as he moved inside me, touching a spot that made me scream each time he scraped against it. His eyes were so beautiful, so liquid and filled with love, love that I felt in every inch of my body. I wrapped my legs around his middle and slid my hands along his arms and shoulders, pulling him down to kiss me again. "My baby girl." My pussy answered his call, creaming and coating his cock as he rammed into me, sending me closer and closer to the edge until I fell over, sucking my father's tongue into my mouth as I came. He groaned deeply, shuddering as his throbbing cock exploded inside me, painting my pussy walls with thick, white semen. His arms came around me and we cuddled together, mouths touching softly. We made love three more times before Daddy left the bed, tucking the covers in around me and pressing a kiss to my forehead. I felt so wonderful that I just wanted to keep floating on this perfect cloud. "Get some sleep, honey." "My flight leaves at eight. Will I see you in the morning?" "Of course." He smiled, touching my hair. "I love you, Loryn." "I love you, too, Daddy." Another kiss on the forehead and I was sound asleep. Sex & Candy Ch. 05 Aunt Adelle woke me the next morning and I was glad that I'd had the presence of mind to lock my door after Daddy had left. It was an old habit and it served me well as she knocked on the door, shrilly shouting out my name. "Loryn! Loryn, get up!" I struggled awake. "Okay, Aunt Adelle! I'm awake!" "Well, open this door!" I leapt out of bed, trying to pull my pajamas on. "I'll meet you downstairs. Have Daddy make you a cup of hot chocolate." "Your dad isn't here. He called me to come give you a ride." "W-What?" My heart shriveled in my chest. "He's already gone?" "Said he had to make a batch of caramels early for a customer and he didn't want to wake you." Tears pricked my eyes and I bit my lip, trying not to cry. "Are you going to open this door any time soon?" My bags were waiting for me downstairs since I'd packed the day before so it was as simple as taking a shower and enduring my aunt's loving advice on the ride of the airport. The flight back was painful. I spent a few minutes in the bathroom, sobbing and wondering what I was going to do about my broken heart. Back at school, everyone offered condolences, thinking that my red eyes and disheveled appearance was due to Mom's passing but only I knew the truth. I went to my room and sat on my bed for awhile, too numb to really care about unpacking. Two days later, I finally got around to unpacking my suitcase and was surprised to find a fancy-wrapped box of chocolate-covered cream centers with a note from my Dad. At first, I didn't want to read it but my curiosity got the better of me. Hi, baby girl, Do you have any idea how hard it was to leave this morning without seeing your face or making love to you again? It was excruciating and I knew that I'd never be able to make it through saying goodbye to you with Adelle there so I chose the coward's way out. I want you to know that I'm hurting as much as you are and I'm looking forward to being together with you again. See you at the end of your semester. Daddy * * * * * I worked my ass off the rest of the semester and was so glad to hop on the plane to go home. Masturbating night after night during phone calls and dreaming of another night of passion kept the tension high but it was nothing like having the real thing and I was champing at the bit when I burst through out front door. "Daddy!" A strange woman that I'd never seen before poked her head around the corner, a bright smile on her face. "John! Loryn's home!" She wiped her hands on her apron and came towards me, holding her hand out. "Hi, Loryn! I'm Amy." I must have looked like she was holding out a severed limb because her smile melted into uncertainty. "Who the hell are you?" "Uh, I'm Amy." "Where's my father?" "He's out back ... " I didn't want to hear anything else from her. I blew right through the house, throwing the back door open and tramping out into the snow. Daddy was at the woodpile, stacking his free arm full of logs and he dropped them all when he saw me. "Loryn! What are you doing home so early? I thought you weren't coming home until tomorrow." "Yeah, I can tell!" I spat, fighting back tears. "Who the fuck is that woman?" "Amy's my girlfriend." "Your what?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Daddy had a girlfriend? What happened to us? "What the hell are you talking about?" "What we did was wrong, Loryn. It was just plain wrong." "You didn't think it was wrong when you were pounding me into the mattress!" "Keep your voice down!" He glanced at the back door where Amy stood, anxiously watching our conversation. "That's not fair, Loryn, and you know it!" "I wasn't the one who came looking!" I glanced over my shoulder, shaking my head. "Didn't waste any time, did you?" "Loryn, I wanted to tell you ... " "When did you plan to do that? Was she here every time I talked to you? Did she listen in when I called you for phone sex?" "Loryn!" The world stood still. My father had stepped forward and slapped me. We just stood there, staring at each other, knowing that a trust had been breached. I no longer knew who this man was. "It's obvious you've made your choice, John." I rubbed my stinging cheek, my eyes filling with tears. "Have a fucking good life." "Loryn, please! Wait! Don't leave!" I stomped back in the house, breezed by a sputtering Amy, grabbed my suitcase and went back through the front door. I didn't stop till I'd reached the corner and I phoned a cab from there. The Hilton proved to be comfortable and I spent a restless night there, up and running with the advent of the sun. A trip to the bank, a little maneuvering and the money my mother had left me was safely tucked away, out of the joint account I'd shared with Dad. I was on my own now. Whatever I felt for him had to go. As of now, I had no father. Sex & Candy Ch. 06 Two years sped by and with time, the pain subsided and became a dull throb that only ached when I looked at the pictures of my parents. I tried not to dwell on it and instead, made my chosen profession my focus. My world became gum paste, fondant and ganache and I threw myself in with both feet. Aunt Adelle tried to talk to me but I didn't want to talk. I had succeeded in locking those emotions away and I certainly didn't want to dredge them back up again. Daddy called three or four times a day but I let the answering machine pick it up. He even came by but luckily I saw his car with Amy sitting inside and made myself scarce until he'd gone. When I graduated, I didn't return home to help Daddy run the business. I decided to take Mom's money and invest in my own business. Patisserie Loryn took nearly nine months to get started from construction to grand opening and I was very excited when the first night left me with no stock. Every truffle, every petit four and every tart flew off the shelves and I found myself with orders for more. I locked the front door and with the help of my assistant, Helene, made another day's worth of goodies. We ended up leaving the shop at two in the morning and I headed back to my apartment for some much needed rest. I was surprised to find my father waiting for me, sitting on the stoop with a huge box of chocolates on his lap. As I got closer, I noticed that the chocolates had come from my shop. "Daddy, what are you doing here?" "I came to attend the grand opening of my daughter's pastry shop," He took a bite of a mint fudge square and closed his eyes in rapture. "But I really came to apologize to my lover." The words my lover made my heart leap but no matter how much I still wanted him, I reminded myself that he'd hurt me and hurt me badly. "I'm not your lover, Daddy." I moved past him, opening the front door and stepping inside. It was very late and I was exhausted. I definitely wasn't in the mood to argue with him. "No, but you should be." I dropped my purse and keys on the side table, closing the door behind him and leaning against it. "Did Amy leave you? Is that why you're having this sudden epiphany?" "It isn't a sudden epiphany, Loryn. It's something I've known for a long time." He set the box on the table and took a seat on the parlor chair. "Since before your mother died." I was confused. I took the other chair, looking across at him. "I don't understand." "I've always loved you, Loryn. Loved you as my daughter when you were little and secretly loved you as a lover." He met my eyes for a moment, then grabbed the chocolate box, fished out a chocolate-covered brazil nut and popped it into his mouth, chewing mechanically. "Joanie knew it. She watched us always so close together and she knew it." "But she never said anything to me." "Loryn, Joanie was frigid. We never had sex more than a few times but I could never bring myself to cheat on her. She was my best friend, Loryn, I just couldn't." My mind flew, thinking about how terribly lonely he must have been. "I spent all my time with you and one day, I can't tell you when, my feelings just changed. You went from being my little girl to being a beautiful, sexual young woman in my eyes. I told myself that working beside you every day was enough but when you kissed me, it all came apart." His eyes met mine, shining with unshed tears. "Loryn, besides the day you came onto this earth, making love with you was the greatest thing that ever happened to me." Tears came to my eyes and I felt the walls I built around my heart crumbling. My strength left me and I just covered my face with my hands, swallowing my sobs. I heard the chair creak and felt his hands on my knees as he knelt at my feet. "But I convinced myself that it was wrong, that I was wrong to deny you the possibility of a life with a husband who could be your partner, with children. I could never give you that." "Why not?" I lowered my hands, wiping my cheeks. "Do you know how proud I would be to have our child? To carry a piece of you inside me?" I touched his wet cheeks with my fingertips, taking a deep breath. "So what happened with Amy?" "She got mad at me. I couldn't sleep with her. I couldn't kiss her. She just wasn't you. All I could think about was being with you." He reached up, cupping my face in his large, warm hands and gazing into my eyes. "I came to apologize, to tell you that I'm not afraid any more and that I don't think our being together is wrong. I want to be with you. I want to make love to you and wake up every morning with your sweet face next to mine." His silvery eyes bored into mine, pleading. "Please, baby girl. Will you accept my apology?" I swallowed, my voice thick with sadness. "No, Daddy, I won't." Sex & Candy Ch. 07 I pulled off my apron and took a deep breath, sighing in tired, but happy relief. Another busy day. In the six months since the opening, the business had grown by leaps and bounds and I had just signed a lease on a new space that would be adequate to house us until the new building was completed. Helene and I had hired on four new workers and I tossed my dirty apron in the laundry hamper, watching Christina expertly apply a loop that would tell customers that this piece of chocolate had a cream center while Jackie placed more molded centers onto the enrober's metal conveyor belt and Rhonda waited at the end of the cooling tunnel to ferry the finished chocolates away. In the corner, Ilene was creating a sugar sculpture to include in the upcoming Christmas display and my dear friend, Helene was out front, doing the night's paperwork. Jackie and Christina elbowed each other as they conspiratorially smiled at me. Ilene giggled and Rhonda just grinned. "What's the matter?" "Nothing." Christina murmured, laughing as she squeezed tempered semi-sweet out of the decorator's bag and looped the rows that she'd missed. "Nothing at all." "Tonight's the big night, isn't it?" I hid my smile as I went to grab my purse. "Maybe." "Don't lie to us." Jackie put her arm around Christina, both girls grinning. "You've been going out with him for six months now." "You finally gonna give him some?" Jackie poked Rhonda. "He's a nice man, Rhon. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he was her father." I gave them all a mischievous smile. "Now, now, ladies, there's no reason to be jealous." Christina turned to refill her cuff. "Why not? He's handsome, he's nice ... " "You just think that 'cause he took us out to dinner." Jackie countered with a laugh. "Well, thank you, ladies, and I'll see you tomorrow." I turned to head into the front of the store where Helene was finishing up. I had come to rely on her so much that I gave her a hug when I saw her. I leaned against the empty counter. "I want to talk to you." She took her glasses off, looking at me with a small measure of fear. "Okay. Is there a problem?" "Yes, there is." I hesitated, looking down at the floor. "I'm going to have to fire you." "What?" "I don't need an assistant any more, Helene. I need a partner." Her face expression moved from despair to astonishment. "I love you, Helene, and you've become very important to me since I started this store. You've been here just as late as I have every night and I see no reason why you shouldn't be more involved in reaping the rewards." "B-But I don't have any money to invest!" "Helene, you gave me an investment that money can't buy: your trust and your friendship. As long as I have both of them, I don't need anything else." Helene gave me a hug just as a knock on the door interrupted our mutual love fest. "Guess that's your date." "Yep." I smiled. "We'll talk at lunch tomorrow, okay?" "Okay and thanks, Loryn." "No, thank you, Helene. I really appreciate your friendship." I grabbed my purse and went to the door, fishing my keys out to lock it behind me. The driver touched the brim of his hat. "Good evening, Miss Loryn." "Hi, Jenks." I gave him a smile and got inside the car. The scent of roses met me and I leaned over and gave my father a deep, full-tongue kiss, grinning as he placed a small bouquet roses and zinnias in my hands. "Hi, Daddy." "Hi, yourself. Busy today?" "As always." I set the flowers down and nuzzled his neck, receiving a deep hum of appreciation from him. "I missed you. Did you have to be away so long?" "I had to get everything taken care of." He shivered. "But let's talk about that later." He leaned forward, spoke a few words to Jenks which received a nod and raised the privacy window. "There's a certain bit of white chocolate that I'm itching to have a taste of." His fingers slowly slid down the inside of my leg, pausing at the section of flesh at the top of the garters before stroking the thin section of thong that covered my already wet pussy. "Oh, Daddy." I let him push me back, opening my legs and gasping at the heat and wetness that I felt through the thong. He sucked at my mound through the thin fabric, sending tingles through me and his finger slid along the elastic side, dipping underneath. I lifted my hips so he could pull the thong off and shivered at the feeling of his tongue snaking into my hole. I came right away, pushing against his face and rubbing my slit against him. He hummed, thrusting his tongue farther in to catch all the honey, then started licking and sucking again, building the tension again. Before long, I was sliding down the other side of the mountain, my throbbing pussy clenching around his tongue. His lips tenderly moved across my pussy lips, soothing and calming me back down but his insistent cleaning of my slit made me cum again and I shook in his hands. My father laughed, raising his head and smiling at me with cum-slickened cheeks. "It's your fault." I gasped happily. He used a couple of tissues to clean us up and pulled me close, cuddling and kissing my face. "Are you happy, baby girl?" "Couldn't be any happier." "I wouldn't say that." He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. "I have a surprise for you." Sex & Candy Ch. 08 A surprise? I felt like I was all of six years old except that my pussy was still twitching from his tongue lashing. I hoped that part of his surprise included fucking because I was so hot for him but he wouldn't let me touch him. He would grab my hands and give me a kiss that made my nipples tingle. I didn't know where we were going but I knew that it was not my apartment because I was only twenty minutes away from the shop. We had now been traveling for thirty-five minutes. Finally, we had reached our destination and he used his tie to blindfold me, helping me out of the car. We took a few steps, then climbed a set of five stairs, took a few more steps and I heard keys jingle and tumblers clicking in a lock. He helped me step forward a little bit and after a loud click, he pulled the tie off. "Surprise." I was standing in the foyer of a beautiful house, gazing at the beauty of dark pine. He put his arms around me, his voice warm in my ear. "This is our house." "Our house?" "I sold the shop, Loryn." "Oh, Daddy!" I turned in his arms, searching his face. "You worked so hard for that shop!" "It didn't mean anything without you there." He touched my cheeks. "My creativity, my inspiration ... all of it came from you. So I had a better idea." He smiled into my eyes. "I thought that maybe we could be partners in both love and chocolate." "Oh, Daddy, I'd love that." His mouth covered mine and I opened my mouth to him, pressing my body against his. We'd come such a long way since I'd told him no six months ago. I was smart enough to know that I wasn't ready to take him back right away. I had to know and I had to make sure that he knew that this wasn't a game, that I was serious about loving him and that I wanted this to last forever. My heart couldn't afford another Amy and I had to make sure that he knew how badly he had hurt me. So we'd started by dating, like any other normal couple would. He flew up on the weekends and we talked through everything over dinners, walks in the park and other dating activities but we resisted the urge to sleep together, though we wanted it very much. Just four weeks ago, when I was completely sure that we were on the same page, we made love and I fell in love all over again. I knew that there would never be anyone else for me. No one would ever be able to create the connection we had and no one would ever be able to break it. He broke our kiss and rubbed his fingers against where his lips had just been. "I have to see to Jenkins. He's our permanent driver, by the way. I don't want to worry about you driving home after working so hard every day. He'll take care of getting the rest of your things here and then we can do some shopping for some new things." "Pinch me." "Why?" He said softly, kissing the tears on my cheeks. "Because my dreams have come true." We kissed again and I wrapped my tongue around his, letting him know just how much I wanted him. His voice was rough and husky when we pulled apart. "Go on upstairs. I'll be up in a minute." Daddy went back outside and I headed up the elegant stairway, marveling at the dark shiny wood under my fingertips. There were three bedrooms but I easily found the master and was happy to find an attached bathroom. I hopped into the shower and was happy to find Daddy naked and waiting in our bed, the box of chocolates on his lap. "You know, honey, these are really good. Much better than mine." "Really? You think so?" "Absolutely. Just look at this coconut cream." He broke the domed dark chocolate piece open with his thumbnail and looked at the white cream inside. "Fresh, moist coconut and the cream is so perfect." He scooped some out and smeared it on my nipple. "Not too liquid and not too sweet." His mouth swooped down, sucking the cream away as he pressed the half-filled shell into my mouth. The perfection of the chocolate melted on my tongue as his licked my nipple into a hard bead. A chocolate fudge was next and my other nipple soon matched, hard and aching for more. He split a cherry cream and drew a line down my stomach with the sticky candy, following with his mouth. He found a chocolate-covered cherry and dripped the juice down my pussy lips, devouring me as he did in the car. I felt like fondant under his hands, an item to be pulled and manipulated and I allowed him every opportunity to mold me. But Daddy knew me well. He knew that I adored the slow licks up and down the insides of my pussy lips. He knew that I loved the quick flicks of the tip under the hood of my mound, tickling and teasing my pulsing clit. And most of all, he knew that I lived for the thick spear of his tongue plunging inside me and coaxing waves of pearly cream from my clutching pussy. He made me cum four times, using two thick fingers the last time to send me over the edge. I almost came a fifth time when he selected a milk chocolate-covered toffee bar, wiped my cream on it and slipped it into his mouth. "I am a lucky man." He smiled down at me, moving between my legs. "Thank you for loving me, baby girl." I didn't have a chance to reply. He slid into me and I moaned into his mouth as he took my mouth. Silently, we moved together. No words were necessary between us. Our bodies fit together perfectly, our tongues dancing as we made love. Every touch was filled to overflowing with love and care and when our eyes met, I felt every bit of Daddy's love for me. I closed my eyes and came with him, gasping his name as his hot sperm filled my belly. I couldn't help the tears that escaped my eyes as we cuddled together. My life was perfect. Daddy kissed my mouth again and leaned back to turn off the light. I was surprised when his fingers brought a piece of chocolate to my mouth. I bit deeply and sighed at the taste of maple walnut bursting on my tongue. It was my favorite and he knew it. I settled against him and closed my eyes, my father's sperm sticky on my thighs and the taste of chocolate, our chocolate on my lips.