Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
That’s all I need before my orgasm takes over my entire body, and I scream my release.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you,” Caleb says, moving his fingers in and out of me, allowing me to cum all over them. He removes his fingers and brings them to my mouth. “Open,” he says before inserting them into my mouth. “Isn’t that the best thing you’ve ever tasted?”
Caleb smiles as he grabs his phone and snaps another picture which makes me horny all over again. I make a mental note to examine this little kink I’ve discovered with my Daddy.
Caleb gathers me in his arms. I love how he can be so filthy one moment and hold me like I’m the most valuable person in the world the next.
“You’re a dirty old man, you know that?” I joke while cradled in his arms.
He laughs and pulls me closer. “Baby, you need to look at yourself in the mirror. I’ve never turned into an animal for anyone but you. I want you to know that no matter what, I treasure you. You’re the most precious thing in my life, and I’m going to spend the rest of it making sure you know that.”
His words work their way to my heart and forge a home there.
And then my stomach ruins everything, rumbling to remind me I haven’t eaten.
Caleb laughs and gently moves me aside. “I think we need to case this place and find you something to eat,” he says as he walks to the bar, giving me a wonderful view of his tight ass.
“Hey, I was comfortable.” I pout.
“Don’t be a little brat, or I’ll have to punish you,” he says with a smirk as he opens a bag of peanuts.
“Is that a promise?” I ask, pulling on my panties.
He winks. “Keep testing me, and you’ll find out.”
All I can think about is the many delicious ways he could teach me a lesson.
Hours later, Caleb sits with his back against the bar with me between his legs as he holds me tightly to his chest.
“Who knew that peanuts and Scotch would be the best meal I’ve ever had? It must be the view,” he says, looking at me.
Before I can answer, the door swings open and there stands Alistair, his eyes wide.
“What the fuck is going on in here?” he demands, advancing on us and quickly shutting the door behind him.
Chapter 7
Caleb
“What the fuck?” Alistair is red-faced, his voice is loud and angry. “You’re fucking crazy. She’s my stepdaughter! She’s also young enough to be your daughter.” He gestures between Lexi and me. “This is fucked-up, Caleb, even for you.”
“I’m an adult,” Lexi says, crossing her arms over her chest.
My brother is an intelligent man. It won't take him long to put two and two together, especially as he takes in Lexi’s little lace getup that’s more revealing than last night, thanks to my greedy hands.
“You bet your ass you’re not,” a familiar shrill voice comes from behind Alistair. She may be tiny, but my sister-in-law makes up for it with her icy stare and cutting voice.
“That’s ridiculous.” The fight has already faded from Lexi’s tone. Her characteristic fire turns to a low simmer as frustrated tears well in her dark eyes.
“Come here.” I urge her into my arms on instinct. My only concern is to take away her pain.
“Get away from her!” Alistair grasps my shoulder, yanking me away from the only woman I’d give my life for. “You’re acting like a fuckin’ pervert, praying on a child.”
“She’s twenty-three, Alistair.”
“What do you want with her anyway,” he asks, his eyes narrowing on me.
“This isn’t your fucking business,” I seethe, flexing my fists as the urge to uppercut my big brother boils through my veins.
“Get the fuck out of my house. Don’t come back.” Alistair attempts to haul me down the hallway, but my feet are stuck in stone, hell-bent on protecting Lexi above all else.
I grip Alistair’s arm and twist until he crouches. “I love you, big brother, I really do, so I’ll respect your wishes, leave your house, and never come back. But nothing you can do short of killing me will keep me away from the woman I love. So go and get your shotgun or back the fuck off.”
Lexi and her mother stand there, their expressions shocked as they watch Alistair and I do what we’ve always done best: fight.
“I don’t believe this.” Lexi’s anger finally boils over. She shoves her feet into a pair of boots and flings the double entryway doors open. Snowflakes fall softly, accumulating on the stairs of the porch. “You can't tell me who to love!” she shouts at Alistair before turning to her mother. “I choose Caleb.”
Before they can reply, she stomps out into the snow, with me hot on her heels.
“Get back here,” I growl as soon as I’m close enough for her to hear me.