DEFCON 3!

Her kisses moved - millimeter by millimeter - up my neck, around the edge of my jaw, and worked - millisecond by millisecond - toward my mouth. Then she stopped.

She raised her face up, looked straight into my eyes, pursed her lips, and leaned forward.

I felt a knot of air catch in my throat, halting my breath.

I couldn't stop looking into the eyes of my little girl as her mouth approached mine.

She stopped - with a hair's breadth between our lips touching. I could feel the heat of her supple lips radiating against my own.

"Daddy," she whispered, "I need you."

She stared into...