The Marquess' Daughter - Victorian Father Daughter Incest No6
Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
When my daughter is attacked and molested, the turn of events starts off a chain reaction until it is only Papa who can wipe the bad memories away. Only Papa who can make her feel better... and only Papa who can fill her so tightly.
Am I mistaken, or was my daughter flirting with me at breakfast? Certainly, it must be my imagination…or was it? Damned if I know! But the sight of her licking jam from her lips, the pouty bow of them, and the red tinge of color that attracts a man to a girl of kissable age, no, I did not mistake it. My daughter wants me. How am I to forget what I saw? How much effort will it take to ignore this new revelation?
There is nothing for it but to hide behind my desk and immerse my thoughts in something worthwhile. Opening the estate accounting books, I look them over but it is only the movement of my eyes with no recognition of the meaning of that which I’m looking at. I cannot get my mind off Anna. She is filling my senses now and I seem helpless to stop what is certainly going to lead to a painful and bad end.
But no matter how much I tell myself that sex with my own daughter is a dreadful and very sinful idea, the more I am tempted…and the more I think of clandestine meetings with each other in our bedchambers. Now I am angry as hell because I cannot have what I want which is... me pounding her tender flesh until she screams my name. Bloody hell, I cannot take this anymore!