Intrusive Thoughts Of Him.

All Yours, Daddy.

“ Mama." Devine's deep baritone voice reverberated through the room shattering Nuella's trance. Her stomach tightened at the sound of his deep voice. Everything about him got better. His voice his chest, his face, then It suddenly occurred to her that she had not properly taken in the sight of his face. She allowed her eyes to settle on his face, the sight of his wet strands of hair that fell gracefully across his face had him looking dangerously hot. That face would look good in between her thighs. Nuella wondered if he had stopped being a flirt or still flirted his way into people's lives without having to do too much.

Devine groaned inwardly, hating how impossible Nuella was making this restriction for him. It's been three minutes since she walked in and she had not stopped piercing him with those eyes that reminded him of his nasty thoughts. Not like he had not been staring at her, but having her gaze heavily rooted to his body increased the intensity of his gaze on her and the wildness of his thoughts as well.

He hated how easily his eyes captured her boobs and how briskly his mind reminded him of the size those heavy tits use to be. Standing in front of him was not the Nuella he knew 6 years back. She had transformed into a woman, endowed with all the natural elements that every man desired, men like him.

Whatever it was he was doing currently didn't make sense but he was moving closer to her and she was replacing his every step backwardly, her breath rapid and uneven and her hazy eyes filled with what he could best regard as…. Want.

Nuella's body stiffened as she felt her back pressing to the wall, she tilted her head backward for confirmation, and when the realization struck her, a sudden inflow of bubble rush invaded her stomach leaving her breathless as she felt the heat emanating from his body.

Devine stopped in front of her, barely an inch away from her, his eyes devoured her entire physic. While his breath caressed her face.

He leaned closer and whispered into her ear.

"Do I need to pull down my towel? You seem eager to see everything."

Nuella's eyes widen at the words that snapped her back to reality. Unexpectedly but certainly, her pussy tingled and she felt wetness coating her thighs. Fuck! She groaned under her breath suddenly feeling some hotness against her cheeks.

6 years passed and this man had not stopped being a flirt, rather he grew into a worse version of who is used to be.

Devine spared her a wink and pulled backwards.

She stared into his eyes and he raised a brow indicating that he needed an answer.

She swallowed in for the second time trying to fix her words together but his burning gaze had her stuttering.

"I..... I came to see my father..."

"He left the room for me because the guest room is under arrangement and my arrival was impromptu."

"Ohhh... Right.. thank you.." she flashed him a very awkward smile and turned around to leave but Mr Devine grabbed onto her wrist before she could make a step. Nuella's heart leapt at the hardness of his palm around her wrist and the unexpected tingle of desire that flushed down her body. She shut her eyes for some seconds, successfully tossing the wild thoughts off her mind.

"You have grown, Mama. You have grown into a woman, a beautiful one."

Even if Nuella wanted to take that as a compliment, this compliment was coming from Mr Devine so, she couldn't take it just as innocently as it would sound from another person.

"Thank you." Nuella managed to say flashing him another smile before successfully walking away.

A mischievous smile secured the bream of Devine's lips as he reminisced on her reaction as well as the softness of her hand, wondering if her ass cheeks he had caught a glimpse of would be as soft as the flesh of her wrist.

*******

Nuella successfully left the mansion, thanks to Samantha who spoke to the guards on her behalf.

She arrived at the beautiful restaurant that she had specifically picked to celebrate with her boyfriend. However, she felt a pang of guilt rushing through her. Just like every other human, she was expected to be here before him and even make reservations since it was his birthday but she was too lost in staring at the hot Mr Devine who had grown worse than the actual flirt she used to know him as.

"Happy birthday babe."

"You are late" James announced trying to fake anger but Nuella made a gentle pout.

"I am sorry babe, you know I have been grounded it took me everything to escape. I am sorry." She apologized and he nodded flashing her a smile, but the smile wasn't genuine. James wished she had come up with something different to please him. He was getting tired of her grounded story and this was no different.

" Are you okay?" Nuella inquired softly and he nodded raising a hand to the waiters who walked closer to them.

"Good day, ma'am sir. What would you like to have."

Nuella gave her orders and James did the same.

"I will be back with your orders." The waitress announced after jolting down their orders on a small note. She made a gentle bow and left.

"Have you made applications for a change of program?" James inquired not giving silence a chance to step In but Nuella only replied with a nod.

"Do you have to go to nursing school?'

"Yes." Nuella replied in a snap dropping her phone on the table " You know how much nursing means to me. I will do anything in my power to be a nurse, I just have to wait for my change of program procedure. Once it is done then I can gladly become a nurse.

"I hate that you are going through all of this stress," James replied with so much emptiness, and Nuella smiled.

"If my father had allowed me to pick a course of my choice, I wouldn't have to suffer this much, but you know my dreams about saving lives? I will fulfill it, she completed optimistically and James smiled.

Conversations about her father irked him, but Nuella seemed to have not figured it out.

Silence fell in again and Nuella's mind wandered to her father, then to the Greek God she met in his room an hour ago.

'You are with your man, Nuella. Get a hold of yourself. She scolded mentally tossing his thoughts out of her head.

She spared James a glare. Wondering why he was in front of her and she was thinking of another man. Could it be that her brother and sister were right? Could it be that she is infatuated by this guy and isn't really in love with him? They have been together for 2 years now and she still hasn't allowed him to touch her and even kisses were things they do once in a while but she was here fantasizing over another man. It didn't make sense, but the one thing she didn't want to believe was that they were both infatuated with each other because, in her brother's words, there was no chemistry between her and James.

Nuella arrived home 7 minutes past 8, and now she was back to fidgeting and tiptoeing her way into the house.

“Welcome home, Miss Nuella.” A guard on standby greeted but she replied to him with a simple smile, advancing into the living room.

Trying to walk her way to the elevator she heard the thundering sound of her father’s voice.

“Tiptoeing into your own house like a thief.”

Nuella’s legs halted and she felt an instant terror wrecking through her.

She shut her eyes trying to devise a means but nothing seemed possible. She did just gave in like a thief. She turned and her eyes caught the sight of her father alongside…. The dangerously hot Devine, who was sitting next to her father, claded in a black turtle neck body snatching top a coat to complement it and a pair of black pants. He had his legs crossed and a glass of wine rested in between his fingers. Fingers that sent unexpected shivers down her spine as she wondered what it would feel like to have those hands on her clit instead of her wrist.

“Welcome home father.” She cleared her voice in the air and greeted.

“I should be saying that to you? Where are you returning from by this time, unprotected once again?”

“I.., I…went to see a friend.”

“Your boyfriend.” Her father corrected sternly and she felt her heart leap immediately, but definitely not for her father’s words, they were nothing she had not heard before. However, the presence of the man sitting handsomely and devouring her with his soulful eyes had her questioning his thoughts.

Slowly, she looked from her father’s face and allowed her gaze to meet with the emotionless face of Devine.

It felt ackward that she was wondering what his thoughts were, but the look in his eyes didn't look like that went well with him and it bothered Devine even more. He shouldn't care if she had a boyfriend or not, but his grip on the glass cup had suddenly tightened and his jaw was not an exception. He couldn't stand the thought that another man was kissing those plump flush lips that looked perfect for only his. Neither did it seem okay that another man was fondling her tits and spanking her succulent ass. Those were things he should not be thinking of but they were the thoughts that sneered their way into him, widely dominating his mind.