James
James watched his daughter with amusement as she happily skipped along the corridor, humming to herself. He glanced over his shoulder toward Mia’s bedroom and glimpsed his mistress getting out of bed.
The sight of her slender body in sleeping shorts and a tank top burned in his mind, reminding him just how much he missed embracing her, kissing her, and making love to her.
Fuck! But that kiss just now was fucking sweet. He thought he’d lose his mind if they were to continue. If Aria hadn’t turned up and interrupted them, he was sure he’d probably have thrown Mia on her back and fucked her then and there. It would have been one of the few good things that happened to him during these past few days.
