Eden Books Daddy’s Valentine Plaything

Mind Control Taboo Father/Daughter Incest erotica

When I decide not to go to college, my mother tells me to contact my dad for a job at the adult toy store he owns. He wasn’t in my life growing up, so I have no qualms about stealing toys from the store. It’s not like I can afford these anyway.

I’m working alone on Valentine’s and when my dad comes into the shop and gives me some candy, suddenly I can’t stop thinking about his hands and how they would feel touching me. No one is going to come into the shop, it’s just me and my father and this raging need. I’m gong to see how he reacts if I throw myself at him.

Word count: 5500. All characters are 18+The cover picture is 100% created with AI.

Excerpt

A car door slams, interrupting my thoughts of s3x toys and sexy older men. Sh*t, I need to pick out a toy and start closing the store so I can get home and see who’s the star of my fantasy tonight while trying out the new gadget. I select a slim pink vibrator that looked interesting as I was stocking the shelves. Supposedly, it works with an app and I can adjust the speeds easily.

I set the toy and a bag on the counter, but before I can wrap it up, my dad walks in and I freeze—he’s staring at his cell phone with a serious look. Something about the way he’s holding himself makes me realize he’s rather handsome, and I can feel my body respond. Okay, that’s fIcked up. I’m sure it’s just a response to thinking about his best friend and it’s not about him.

I try to casually reach for the bag to put the toy in before my dad notices, but he looks up from his phone and focuses on me before his eyes drop to the toy. FIck, busted. I can feel a blush creep up my neck and my pu$$y buzzes alive at being caught doing something naughty. I imagine my dad bending me over and spanking my bare a$$ and I almost cringe. Something is definitely wrong with me. I need to go home and get myself off before my dad becomes the star of my fantasy tonight. Why does he have to be so goddamned attractive? And why did he have to walk in right when I was stealing a toy?

“Evening, Juliet,” he says and nods towards the toy on the counter. “Planning to test out the merchandise?”

There’s a mischievous gleam in his eyes, and my pu$$y wakes up even more. Sh*t, what would he do if I said, “Yes?” It’s not like he doesn’t know what I’m doing. If I was brazen about my stealing, would he get pissed? My hormones are going crazy, and I can’t resist the temptation. I want to be bratty so badly but I manage to reply casually, “Well, we ordered a bunch of stuff for V-Day and we just got these in the other day. Thought I’d buy one.”

Hell, he doesn’t know I didn’t plan to pay for it, right?

My dad grins and pulls out a piece of wrapped candy from his pocket. I watch his fingers as he opens it. Dang, his hands are huge. Have they always been this big? I imagine how his fingertips would feel trailing over my skin and I have to mentally shake my head to clear the image.

He’s just about to pop the candy in his mouth when he notices me watching him. “Oh, want one?”

He walks over and hands me the unwrapped piece of chocolate—or what I’m assuming is chocolate since I didn’t recognize the wrapping. I pop it in my mouth and almost groan from the sugary flavor bursting on my tongue. Is that a hint of strawberry?

He stares at me as I swallow and then says, “I just came in to grab some paperwork from the back. I’ll just be a minute.”