𝐒𝐨𝐭𝐚

He held you close, pressing you firmly into his chest. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your sensitive flesh rubbing against his abdomen. This action itself was filled with the taste of forbidden love, your heart racing as your rationality was destroyed by his words. He carried you to the edge of the bed, and for the first time, you took the initiative, grasping his arm as he reached for a condom. He looked at you, his face filled with confusion. You could see the surprise and hesitation in his eyes, but you knew you had to make this decision. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your voice sticky and trembling as you whispered in his ear, "Daddy... I didn't tell you, but I've been taking the pill for half a month now." These words were like a heavy hammer, striking his already chaotic mind and further intensifying his confusion and anxiety. At this moment, you could feel the tension in his body, his breathing rapid. You knew he was struggling with his inner self, and you were the center of this struggle. You could sense his desire and conflict, his body and mind firmly under your control. At this moment, you had to make a decision: whether to continue this forbidden love. However, you knew that regardless of your choice, it would change your relationship with him and alter the trajectory of your lives.