***Thanks for all the feedback on the first part of this story. This is a follow up as a gift to you all who enjoyed it. Reminder: The people in this story and the story itself are complete fiction. All characters are over the age of 18. These people are not real and the events are not real. Any likeness to anyone or any situation in real life is pure coincidence. ***
Tessa
Early morning sun crested over the railing of the balcony and brilliantly beamed into the room. She had never been a good sleeper, unless it was in a very dark room, so she was awake almost immediately. She attempted to roll over and was stopped by a strong, toned arm wrapped around her and a wall of chest behind her. Suddenly, everything about the night before came flooding back.
Oh. My. God. She tightly closed her eyes as a flood of images from the night before popped in and out of her mind. The laughing, the kissing, the talking, the sight of her father between her legs, the feel of his cock in her mouth- it was all too much to process. But she tried to. Pushing the more taboo thoughts aside, the night had been great. She had felt connected to someone (other than Allison) for the first time in a really long time. She had enjoyed herself quite a bit. Her father turned out to be incredible in bed and he gave her the best orgasm she had ever had in her entire life. He was so intuitive to what she wanted- what she needed- and he delivered on every promise his body made to hers. She hadn't been that satisfied in so long- she was so sated and she slept solid- which she hadn't been able to do since starting college 3 years ago.
What happens now? She thought to herself. Should she just stay here in his arms until he woke up? It was pretty comfortable. He actually held her while he slept. It wasn't like cuddling with guys her age who always had a hard on or a hand on her breast, or in her panties. He was just holding her tight to him. Protective. She loved it. But, she needed a shower- and fresh clothes- and to brush her teeth. So, the decision was made. She needed to get back to her room. She carefully pried his hands and arm from around her and carefully slipped off the bed. He had been a pretty heavy sleeper when she was younger- which allowed her to get away with just about every attempt she made at sneaking out- or sneaking in. But, she was surprised to see that also extended to being touched. He didn't budge- his deep rhythmic breathing wasn't interrupted. He was totally fine. She grabbed her dress, and slipped it on. It didn't look as good as it did last night, but it looked good enough. She grabbed her shoes and her bag and slowly made her way to the door- being as quiet as possible. She masterfully opened the door without making a sound and on her way out, she glanced at the clock on the AC unit: 6:15am. She was officially doing a walk of shame from her father's cruise suite... what the actual fuck was going on with her life right now?
She slipped to the other side of the door and started her way down the long hallway to the elevator. The halls were quiet now. No one was out of their rooms- Thank God. No one knew she had spent the night with her father- but it felt like if someone else were out there, they would know what she had done. A little vibration of excitement washed over her. What the fuck was that? Did she like being bad now? That was new.
She got to the elevator, slipped inside and hit the 5th floor button. She leaned against the wall and saw her reflection in the mirrored wall on the left side. She looked like she had been fucked to within an inch of her life. But he was never even inside of her- not even a finger. He only ever teased at her entrance. If his oral was that good, what would it be like when he was inside of her. She knew exactly how big he was- and how thick he was. She couldn't accommodate all of him with her mouth- but she tried her best. But she wasn't sure how much of him her pussy could handle. It had been months since anyone had been inside of her. She might even feel somewhat virginal. She felt her pussy throb and come to life at the prospect of fucking him. Everything about him felt so fucking good- she couldn't help it.
The elevator chimed and the doors opened on her floor. She exited and walked down 6 doors on the right and stopped at her room. 517. She reached into her bag, pulled out her room key and waved it over the sensor. The door beeped, clicked and she opened it up. The room was dark, cold and didn't feel like she belonged there. She went to her luggage and pulled out all of her toiletries and set them up in the bathroom. She kicked on the water, got completely naked and hopped in. In the seconds before she hopped in, a small tinge on sadness hit her in her core. She suddenly realized she was about to wash him off of her. All the places he kissed, were about to be clean. The parts of him that was sill in her hair, under her nails, still on her skin was about to be wiped clean as well. She was sad for that, but her desire to be fresh and clean overrode all of that sadness.
Jake
He opened his eyes, and the room slowly came into focus. He looked around his room and stretched out as much as he could. He had slept so soundly, probably in big part to Tessa and the night they had together. He could not believe his own daughter gave him the best date and head he had ever had in his entire life. He hadn't even fucked her- but he came like he had. He came so hard- so aggressively- his soul had left his body last night.
When Tessa touched him, he surged with energy. He needed her more than anyone or anything he had ever needed before. He thought maybe that is what poets and song writers had been talking about this whole time- he just hadn't felt it until now. His own daughter, completely changed the game for him now. No one would ever be able to compare- and the thought of someone coming in after him filled him with white-hot jealousy.
He rolled over, expecting her to be there, so he could claim what was his- again- but she wasn't there. He popped up on his shoulder and looked to the balcony and around the room. She was gone. Uh-Oh. Did she regret what they had done? Was she upset? Did she push the emergency button? He didn't know. He grabbed his phone and texted her, but the signal was really low- it probably wouldn't even go through. Then, he realized, he knew what floor she was on, but had no idea what her room number was.
Fuck.
He got up and stretched again. He tried to calm his nerves and decided to take a shower, get dressed and try to track Tessa down. His plan was to go to the 5th floor and wander around until he found her- however long that took. He checked the clock on the AC unit. 8:47. He never slept in that long- and never slept that well. Being with her changed him- even in the smaller ways. He was completely nude, and semi-hard. The most core part of him really had wanted to taste her again this morning- she was going to have to make up for leaving him this morning without saying goodbye- if she was still on the ship and if she was still wanting to do any of this. There was a lot to talk about- he needed to find her.
After his shower, he barely dried off before he was dressed and out the door to find Tessa. He wore a simple polo and khaki cargo shorts and he didn't even bother combing out his beard, of fixing his hair. His baby girl was the only thing on his mind.
He exited the room and bolted down the hallway to the elevator. He went the 5th floor and stepped out onto the carpeted floor. He looked up the hallway- it seemed endless. He walked past a few doors, and contemplated knocking on every door- then thought better of it since it wasn't even 9am yet. Then, fate intervened. From behind him, he heard a familiar girls voice. He turned around to see the blue haired anime girl coming down the hallway.
"Jake, was it?" She asked him as she walked toward him with 2 coffees in her hand.
"Allison?" he suddenly remembered her name- which was impressive for him. He was pretty bad with names.
"Yeah! Are you just leaving Tessa's? Damn!" Her tone told him she was impressed and proud.
"No, actually I'm trying to find her room." He admitted. "We spent the night together, but this morning she was gone before I woke up."
"Oh..." She hesitated and went into protection mode. "Well, I don't know if Tessa wants to see you, if she left without saying goodbye. As someone who has spent the night with her, that isn't something she normally does... How about this. You turn around, I will go to her room and see if she wants to see you and then I'll call you over if she does."
