Alexis inhaled his scent.
She was so happy right now.
He finally allowed her to show him how much she really loved him.
He at least didn`t push her away anymore.
He finally let her stay, cuddled up into his arms.
On the third evening, 19-year-old Alexis had already gotten used to the silent arrangement.
She had always wanted to be this close to him, ever since she remembered.
But for years, he had fought her off every time she wanted to be hold in her father`s arms for too long.
Two days ago was the first time he hadn`t sent her away.
She hadn`t broken their embrace either, she never had wanted to.
So she was finally here, right beside him, as close to him as ever.
She finally had the chance to show him that their intimate contact wasn`t something he needed to fear.
She was lying still right beside him, her whole body frame tightly squeezed into his arms, her head propped on his chest, eyes closed, listening to his quiet breaths.
None of them seemed to feel the need to talk.
At all the times together in his bed, they hadn`t spoken a word, either.
So she just laid her head on his broad chest, inhaling his scent.
She was home!
She so missed him the last 7 weeks she was abroad.
She was with Pi now yet she didn`t love that skinny, little activist.
He was only there to cover her affection she felt for her father.
She had already known before she went to Costa Rica that she`d miss him dearly.
Alexis wanted everybody to think she was with that chaotic poodle.
In fact, she hadn`t even slept with him, not until she`d had that ugly fight with her dad.
After that incident at her front door, she had jumped him though.
She had to let out her frustration over that cold behavior of her father, had to allow her lust to show up, needed it to be satisfied just for once.
She had to focus on her love in order to not let that anger taking control of her.
Each time her father seemed to show clear signs of jealousy, seemed to indicate she actually meant more to him, she definitely felt kind of a primal need, experienced overwhelming sensations of pure lust.
Alexis Castle knew it was not only stupid and ridiculous and at the same time very bizarre and kind of weird that she wanted to safe her love -- and lust -- for him, for her father, Rick Castle.
She knew she wanted that wild and uncontrolled passion to take over once they would finally make up.
She needed to show him how serious she was about that, how deep her love for him actually was.
And now she was home.
He`d forgiven her, had kissed her and had hugged her tightly, grinnling like mad and whirling her around as if she was 12 again.
She was in love, seriously.
She didn`t want to be anywhere else, anywhere other than right here, anywhere other than in the arms of her father, cuddling with him on his bed, listening to his even breaths.
Though she really wanted more tonight, she just didn`t want to jeopardize what she already got granted, so she did nothing more than cuddling with him, even if she wanted to do so much more.
Yes, she wanted to kiss her father like she had kissed her boyfriend.
She had often pictured kissing him instead of Pi.
Tomorrow was early enough to start acting differently, acting bolder.
Tomorrow she would try out more, testing the waters, making sure that her lustful feelings were mutual.
But now she just wanted to have this moment as long as even possible, enjoying that she was allowed to be so close to him.
She refused to give in to her sleepiness because she knew he would send her away if she did fall asleep, and she didn`t want to end this so soon. So she was still listening to his even breaths as he`d already fallen asleep.
And now they had spent the night together, cuddled up like that.
He hadn`t sent her away.
After quite some time she`d fallen asleep in his arms, as well, totally happy that he`d missed the chance to send her away.
The way he looked at her the next evening, he apparently even waited for her, seemed kind of relieved as she eventually showed up at his bed.
She climbed up to him, lay down ever so close and cuddled up into his broad arms.
"Thanks..., Dad..."
Even as she whispered those words, she shortly felt him tense but as she didn`t say anything further, Rick Castle relaxed again.
"You really need me to calm, to ease, to take the pressure from you..., don`t you...?"
Surprised that he`d talk to her on his own without tensing up again, she just whispered:
"Yes..."
"Glad I can be of help..., Pumpkin...!"
Then they both went quiet again.
She sometime later decided that now it was the perfect time to try another approach.
Alexis pushed herself up, her face towards her father`s head.
She then leaned in, whispering into his ear:
"I missed you so much...!"
"I missed you too...!"
"Really...? You don`t just say that to make me feel better...?"
"Of course not...!"
"I know..."
Now they both whispered in each other`s ears.
She was so close to his lobe now, and she just couldn`t help.
She kissed it ever so lightly.
He briefly tensed but deliberately loosened up again.
He managed to concentrate on her hand again.
It wasn`t touching his shoulder anymore, her palm was now placed on his chest, burning his bare skin.
Even as she started to softly stroke her fingertips over his chest, he let that happen.
It was quite nice feeling her caressing touch.
Yet it set him ablaze, released his indecent feelings for her, stimulated him, electrified him, thrilled him in a way he wasn`t allowed.
Then suddenly a jolt of pure desire shot through his body as he felt only a hint of a kiss to his chest.
"Alexis...!"
Rick Castle yelped his daughter`s name, kind of shocked and thrilled at the same time, as he felt her breath against his chest and her wet lips pressed onto his heated skin.
"What...? Can`t I just give you a kiss anymore...?"
He didn`t know what to say, how to answer, so he went quiet again instead.
She certainly wasn`t acting appropriate any longer, he realized.
He was such a fool, he hadn`t thought he needed to worry anymore.
He should have known that she wouldn`t give up that easily.
Or maybe, he had hoped for her unflustered, sneaky determination to show up again, he didn`t know.
Nevertheless, he didn`t react to that though.
He didn`t take any action to remove her hand or stop her from kissing him again.
Until now, he had fought her off for the only reason his daughter might notice that he actually burned up in flames every time he felt the slightest of her touches.
And now she knew indeed, as well as might even feel the same.
His shock-like yell calling out her name had given him away for sure.
His daughter was too smart to not have figured it out by now.
Meanwhile she must have noticed his nervous tension when it came to her.
She must have noticed how much power she had over him, how much effort it cost him to fight the attraction.
She must have realized how much her kiss irritated him and why.
She had to know why, simply had to have figured out the reason of his anxiety.
Of course, Alexis had already thought about what could have been up with him.
She had a clue though, but until now she hadn`t exactly known for sure.
Now she felt his heart beating erratically under her fingers.
In her joy to finally have found the evidence that she wasn`t the only one with those intense emotions, she almost giggled.
The young redhead continued to stroke her father`s chest tenaciously, yet tenderly, falling silent again.
She wanted her father to get used to this, to her touches, to her tenderness.
She wanted him to recognize them as a sign of her love.
She didn`t want to make him feel uncomfortable.
When she finally felt he kind of accepted her caress, she lifted her head, looked straight into his eyes, leaned above his chest and decisively kissed his chest again, right the part where she had just touched him.
His eyes went dark but she only heard him inhaling sharply.
He didn`t say anything, didn`t protest, and most important, he not even pushed her away.
Her kisses started to get more confident, and more intense, too.
She not only kissed him, she more or less even sucked in some skin and marked him.
She only heard his heart beating unsteadily.
Her own was filled with pride and immense joy.
Now that Alexis knew he wouldn`t push her away, she even kind of climbed him.
She swung her right leg on his left, pulled herself up a bit and pressed her upper body right to his chest, kind of crowded him so he couldn`t get away anymore.
And she even started to tentatively nudge her crotch against his thigh.
He didn`t object that blunt, indicating suggestion, what she offered there so uninhibited
He couldn`t resist, he couldn`t fight her off. He didn`t want to.