Davie

By the time the car pulled over the house, Olivia was wasted. She was still sitting on my lap and she tried to run her hand down my chest and dangerously, used her ass to grind my groin .

'Did you get me drunk to take advantage of me?' she smiled with her eyes closed and fuck yeah it was so seductive.

'I think you got yourself drunk, princess,' I said as I set her down gently on the seat so I could open the door. I stepped out of the car and held out my hand to her.

'I don't think I can stand up,' she slurred.

' I told you to be careful with that stuff,' I said with a sigh as I leaned down and carried her up, pulling her into my arms.

'Who do you think you are to tell me what to do?

You're not my father!' she pouted with slight hiccups.

'No, I'm not,' I frowned at her. If I was, I would never have given my only daughter to a man like me.

I carried her through the house and placed her down on the bed.