We Have a Secret That No One Must Know

Chapter 7 Isabella

Hurt...

I felt hurt.

I laid in my bed pondering the words that my father had just said.

'We can't have sex, we can't kiss each other on the lips, and we can't flirt with one another'.

Each time those words repeated themselves in my mind, I felt a few drops of tears release from my

eyes.

I didn't want the relationship that me and my father just started to already end! What we were building

together felt good. It felt right. I loved every second of it.

Why can't he be both to me? A father and a lover. Why must he only be one?!

I buried my face into my pillow and screamed.

I was so frustrated!

I cried myself to sleep no longer wanting to stay awake to deal with the pain.

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When I woke up it was dark outside.

I checked the time on my phone to see that it was 10:30. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Damn, I really slept for over 8 hours?!" I said aloud to myself with disbelief.

I got up to go downstairs and get myself a cup of water.

I was parched.

At first I was confused as to why my throat felt so dry, but then I remembered.

I remembered how I had been crying and what had caused me to cry.

I tried to keep my emotions at bay. I told myself that I was just gonna have to accept things for how

they were.

When I got downstairs I walked towards the cabinet in the kitchen that held the cups. I took one out and

proceeded to pour myself some water.

I took a sip feeling relieved once the cool sensation went down my throat, helping to loosen it up a bit

from how sore it felt from crying.

When I finished drinking my water I decided that I wanted some more.

As the cup was filling up I heard a sound come from the living room.

It sounded like a groan.

I turned off the water feeling scared, and decided that I better get to my room quickly, before whatever

it was that made that sound got me.

As I was walking back to the staircase I started to see a figure approaching me.

Before my brain could even register what to do, the figure and I collided into each other.

The water that I was carrying splashed on to the both of us.

I soon realized that the figure was my father!

We both look at each other with sad and questioning eyes.

He was the first to speak.

"Honey... what are you doing up this late?"

It was clear that he had just woken up too as you could hear the sleep in his voice.

The raspiness of his voice sent shivers up my spine.

I could feel myself starting to get wet.

"Uh, I was just up getting water.... what are you doing up this late? And why are you sleeping in the

living room?"

I've never seen my father sleep on the couch before.

Him and mom almost never argued, and when they did it was never to point of him getting kicked out of

the room to go sleep on the couch.

"I knocked out there a couple hours ago, didn't have the energy to bring myself to bed, and I'm just up

getting water... like you."

The awkward tension was growing with each passing second.

We both knew what happened earlier in the day, and we also knew that we had to talk to each other if

we wanted to feel any sense of normalcy between one another.

I felt the tears starting to come back as I thought about everything he had told me.

I could see the pain in his face which told me that he didn't want what we had to stop either.

I managed to gather up enough strength to talk to him in a steady voice.

"Dad, I know you don't want to stop. I can see it all over your face."

"You may think that you'd be ruining your relationship with me as a father, but you have to realize that

you'd be ruining any and all relationships that we have together going forth in life if you try to deprive us

of the newfound feelings that we've grown for one another."

I could see the different and conflicting emotions that ran through him.

He wanted me as a lover but he just wasn't sure.

"Isabella... I- it's just not right."

"So you're telling me, that loving me isn't right?"

"No! That's not what I'm saying at all" he said with reassurance in his voice.

He grabbed hold of my shoulders and looked deeply into my eyes.

"I will always love you and I will never stop loving you"

"Of course I want to continue our new relationship, I loved every second of it... but it's just not

something that we should be doing."

"Why!?" I argued back not understanding what the problem was.

"Ugh... because Bella. Because of the law, and society! If anyone were to ever find out what we did

both our lives would be ruined and I'd go to jail!"

"No one can find out if we're careful, and keep it a secret just between me and you"

I brought my hand up to his face and caressed his cheek.

I watched as he visibly relaxed from my touch.

He sighed as he removed his hands from my shoulders and placed them on my waist.

He pulled me in close to his chest and I brought my hands up behind his head.

"You're gonna get me in a lot of trouble one of these days Bella" he said with a little laugh at the end.

I smiled brightly as I realized that he was gonna go along with it.

I tilted my head up and brought my lips to his. To my enjoyment he kissed back with just as much

passion and greed than I did.

We continued to kiss one another until our bodies felt that it was time for more.

He picked me up and carried me over to the couch.

We had both completely forgotten that we were still wet from the water. So we instantly removed our

clothes.

It was dark in the living room. The only light we had was from the kitchen, which wasn't much since the

lights were dim.

The lack of light only added to experience.

I laid flat on my back as I felt him climb on top of me.

He kissed my neck and slowly trailed his way down to my tits.

My nipples were stiff from arousal just waiting to be played with.

When I felt him latch his mouth on to my tit I almost screamed in pleasure.

It took everything in me to contain my excitement and to keep it to a minimum.

My father skillfully played and sucked on my tits until he felt that he had his fill and had to move on to

his next dish.

He left trails of kisses down the center of my body that left me feeling light headed until he finally

reached my pussy.

He went agonizingly slow with his actions.

He took his time stimulating me making sure that I was constantly on edge.

By now my pussy was leaking love juice all over his face and he wasted no time in making sure that he

got every last drop.

He removed his head from my pussy only for it to be replaced by another head. A really stiff, thick, and

long one.

He kissed me tenderly as he positioned himself at the entrance of my love hole.

My heart felt like it was going to beat out my chest with how much pleasure I was experiencing and

how much more I was about to experience.

I soon began to feel him slowly entering inside of me.

We both groaned in pleasure at how good the other felt.

He was about 4 inches in and I was already starting to feel full. It felt good and I knew I needed more.

I brought his lips down to mine and crossed my legs over his back in an attempt to drive him in closer.

He quickly got the message and decided that he would stop going slow and just give it to me full force.

His animalistic nature took over and he plunged the rest of his huge cock deep inside of me.

I had almost forgotten how large he was and the shock of it all left me literally speechless.

I made no sound at first, I then realized that I had orgasmed; and I kept having multiple mini ones with

each rough pound of my fathers dick.

He was groaning into my ear from the pleasure and the sounds of his groans only prolonged my

orgasms.

I soon found my voice again and I was now quietly pleading my dad to fuck me faster.

He quickened his pace, and with each thrust he was getting closer to filling my insides with his thick

and creamy cum.

"Ahhh fuck daddy yes keep going... ughh fuck... fill your daughters sweet little pussy up with all of your

cum"

"Aghh.. yes baby, daddy's gonna give you all of his cum. He's gonna fill you up so much that it'll be

leaking out of you"

He pounded into me faster and harder and with each thrust we struggled to keep our voices down.

"I'm cumming baby, I'm about to fill you up.. ughh"

He grunted as I felt him release his first rope of sperm deep inside of me causing me to have another

orgasm.

His lips came crashing down onto mine and we kissed as he deposited the rest of his load deep within

my walls.

My pussy continued to convulse around his cock making sure to milk every drop of cum out of his cock.

We laid together for a little while with his cock still deep inside of me.

"That was nice" I heard him whisper softly into my ear.

I chuckled "yeah it was"

To my dismay, I felt him get up allowing his cock to slide out my pussy leaving me now feeling empty.

"Come on, let's get you back to bed. I'll clean up whatever mess we made" he said while laughing a

little.

He picked me up and carried me to my room.

He tucked me under my covers and left a lingering kiss on my lips that made me want to go for a round

two.

"Good night my love" he said gently to me.

I smiled up at him.

"Good night daddy"

He kissed me one last time before leaving my room.

I turned over in my bed feeling happy and loved.

I was drifting off to sleep thinking about the amazing future that me and my dad had in store when a

thought invaded my fantasy.

My eyes flew open when I realized...

I might be pregnant.

Fuck!