A Fork in the Road

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Chapter 19: A Daunting Drizzle



Avery stood there gazing at her father with utmost love flooding through her. Just hearing the passion in his words when he said he missed her made her feel like she was floating on a white, fluffy, cloud roaming through the freedom of the endless sky.



“Oh Dad, I’ve missed you too!” Avery said going to embrace Harry once more. “You have no idea how hard it’s been with Riley breathing down my back every five seconds wondering if I’m alright or not.” She felt Harry rubbing his hands along her back. It felt good to be under his touch once again.



“He hasn’t hurt you or anything has he?” Avery shook her head ‘no’ in response. “Good! Because if he did, I would make sure that I personally deliver him a good wallop!”



Avery giggled into Harry’s neck making him cringe a little.



“Hey, girl…you better stop that or you might accidentally turn me on,” Harry chuckled nuzzling her neck back. Avery squirmed as he clutched her close without putting too much pressure on her stomach.



“Ahh, stop it!” She laughed pursuing to tickle her father’s sides. “That tickles!”



“Oh, but you like it!” Harry teased, now trying to get out of Avery’s grasp but before Avery had time to laugh, she felt an agonizing lurch in her stomach. She pulled away from Harry, groaning and clutching onto her stomach.



“What’s the matter, Av?!” Harry asked looking bewildered and mildly afraid.



“Just kicking really hard I think,” Avery muttered, bending over slightly, resting her arms on her knees.



“Well, here, come sit down,” Harry said, gently taking her hand and helping her lie comfortably on the couch. Avery couldn’t help but smile as Harry propped every pillow for her head and feet, then rushed out of the room and returned momentarily with a glass of ice cold milk. He knelt down next to Avery and handed her the cup. “Here, this will help.” Avery beamed at him. “What?”



“You’re just too damn cute for your own good,” she sighed, taking a sip of the cold white liquid. Harry blushed slightly and then smiled a bit.



“And you’re too beautiful for me…” Avery stopped in the middle of her sip and looked up at him.



“No I’m not, Harry…I’m beautiful JUST for you…you MADE me for goodness sake! It’s impossible for me to be ‘too beautiful’!”



Harry nodded but then gave a smirk.



“What?” Avery asked trying to read her father’s expression.



“It’s just…” he began, “I can’t help it…when you say my name, it makes me want to do crazy things.” Avery noticed that Harry’s face, indeed, had contorted into a mild sensual expression.



“Well, tell me about it…what sorts of crazy things does it make you want to do?” Avery asked tracing his thigh with her fingertip. She felt his thigh tense.



“You really want to know?” Harry asked, looking devilish. Avery nodded trying to give her father a seductive look.



“Well…first, it makes me want to kiss every inch of your body, from head to toe, lingering a bit on your gorgeous and tasty lips. Then I want to slowly take off your blouse with my own hands and watch as your bra becomes visible to me, that tiny article of clothing holding back your two deliciously supple breasts. I want to then slide your pants off so that I can see whatever seductive panties you’re wearing and then run my hands up and down your sleek shoulders, hearing you emit tiny moans with your head lolling back and your eyes closed loosely. After that, I want to unclip your bra, leaving it covering you, only to tease the both of us. Then I want to kiss you and slide my tongue over yours because your saliva tastes so sweet. And then I want to slide your bra off of you and press my already naked chest against yours so that your luscious bosoms are pressing up against my chest. Once your nipples slide across my own, making my cock extremely hard, I want to shower your thighs in kisses, making my way up to your underwear, then taking them in my teeth and sliding them off of you so that I can see your beautiful clit, shining and welcoming me…”



Avery could feel herself ejaculating at the scenario Harry had played out for her and she wanted him to go on, but yet, she wanted to find out for herself what would come next. She hadn’t realized that she had closed her eyes and had her head tilted back, moaning slightly. It was only when she felt her father’s real hands on her face did she come back and stare into the matching emerald eyes that were her own.



“C’mon…let’s go to the bedroom…” Harry’s voice was seductive and rasping.



It had been six months since she had last experienced love-making with her own flesh and blood. The thought of sleeping with her father that had once disturbed her had now vanished and transformed into an erotic desire that was pulling at her very core. She wanted Harry badly and there was nothing that anyone could do to stop her.



Harry had taken her hand and was guiding her up the steps to his bedroom but Avery stopped him in the middle of the corridor. He turned to look at her, bemused.



“I don’t want to do it in the bedroom,” she said and paused. “I want to do it in the shower.” The smirk that spread across Harry’s face was obviously not a protest for he pushed her gently towards the bathroom door.



When Avery and Harry entered the lavatory the room suddenly changed to a tropical rainforest scene. Avery looked around what she remembered to be walls and saw that the forest was endless and extremely large full of many green plants and tall trees. She heard the call of birds and the croaks of tree-frogs.



“Dad? What are--” but Harry cut her off.



“You said you wanted to do it in the shower…” Avery nodded slowly still a bit perplexed but then felt a few raindrops hit her arms. She looked up to see that the sky had darkened slightly. After a few seconds, she could no longer stand up since the rain had grown stronger. She stared at Harry, watching the outline of his perfect body form as the water soaked through his clothes. Avery, too, became drenched, and she watched Harry’s eyes stare at her hungrily.



As he made his way over to her, he removed his shirt so that his tan chest and abdomen were exposed; the little droplets sliding down each crease. Avery felt extremely turned on as she watched her father disrobe his upper half. She stared, amusedly, at her father’s torso, wanting to lie against it as he slowly penetrated her once more. As Harry reached her, he put his face close to hers, the water dripping down his black hair.



“I love you, baby girl.” Before Avery had time to say it back, she felt Harry’s wet lips on hers. The water was racing down both of their bodies and faces. She felt his hands pull her more into the kiss as he used the other hand to unfasten her blouse. Her shirt was off as quick as the next drop of rain, exposing her bra and the supple breasts that were nestled inside it. Harry took a second to break away from her and stare down at her lovely chest before looking up at her and smirking. In the rain, his face, hair, and smile made Avery shiver…it was so extremely sexy that Avery couldn’t help but come.



Harry unlatched her bra successfully and professionally. The feel of his fingers sliding down her wet shoulders and arms to remove the silky holder made Avery’s insides squelch. Once her breasts and hard nipples were exposed, she felt Harry step back from her and just gaze, with his hands resting on his hips.



“God, you’re beautiful…” Avery smiled, though her erotic zones were still intact and she still wanted to feel Harry inside of her. She beckoned him forward, but instead, Harry unzipped himself and let his pants and boxers fall to the ground. He stepped out of them, standing in the rain with his cock erect and eye-tasting every inch of Avery’s body. “Your turn,” he muttered.



Avery didn’t need to have her father ask again. She did as she was told and immediately removed her lower half so that she, too, was standing naked under the tree with the rain, ceaselessly streaming down her flesh, giving her goose pimples.



She watched as her father slowly walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her now slightly enlarged waist. She could feel his dick against her abdomen, but she looked into his orgasmic green eyes and listened as he spoke.



“I’ve never loved another like you, Avery…you’ve always been my number one girl and you always will be…” Avery watched as Harry took a deep sigh and paused. “This isn’t easy for me to say, but you know I’ve done so much for you in the past sixteen years of your life. I changed your diapers when you were a baby, I rocked you to sleep humming sweet lullabies, I held you at night when the storms were fierce. I’m here with you now, keeping you safe and happy. So, now…I need to ask just one favor from you if you’re willing to do it for me.”



“Anything…” Avery whispered, feeling lost in a trance looking at her gorgeous father.



Harry nuzzled against her and then brought his lips to hers once again. After he broke apart he gently brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. When he broke away, Avery felt as though she may faint. The ring he had just placed upon her finger with the kiss was glistening like a star shining off in the distance, yet it was right there in front of her. She looked up into her father’s eyes, not knowing what to feel.



“Avery Virginia Potter…will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?”



The tears that came to Avery’s eyes were that of ecstasy, relief, and exhilaration. They streamed down her face mixing with the rain. Through everything she and her father had both been through the last few months, she had never expected it to come down to this. She nodded and answered in a quiet little voice.



“Of course, Harry…of course I’ll be your wife…”



Harry grinned the broadest Avery had ever seen. He then stood up and kissed her like a man: controlled, passionate, and sensual. She slipped into the kiss as though she fell into a dream feeling slightly dizzy and light as a feather. They kissed under the trees as the rain showered gently over them until finally, Harry laid Avery down on the sodden grass and sweetly rode her until the rain ceased to pour…





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