Bastian's POV
The minute I stepped into her room and saw her sitting in that seductive manner, I knew I was going to have her as a meal before the dinner party. She started laughing loudly, I couldn't help but admire her beauty. She is indeed very beautiful. The chandelier light shimmered around her and gave her hair a flaming glow. The fire in the corner of the room added a cozy warmth, but I knew the heat building in me had nothing to do with the heater. It had more to do with the little vixen on the bed that was laughing hysterically. It was about an hour later. Carrying out the devilish thoughts in my mind that I began to unbind her from the bedpost. I folded her in a hug, inhaling her wonderful fruity scent with a touch of vanilla fragrance. I just couldn't get enough of her and since I finally was able to tell myself that I couldn't do without her and wanted her and was willing to do away with years of friendship with Marcus, I have been able to ignore the guilt. I know she might get tired of me, someday and go for a younger guy, her age, however, I didn’t mind. I was willing to risk it all. “You are an unholy obsession to me yet I can’t do without you” she leaned upwards and then kissed me on the lips. I returned the kiss, the need and want I was feeling inside, I let it all out in her lips. My cock sprouted to life again, begging for release. I didn't want us to be late for the dinner party, I don't want to give my mother the chance and opportunity to be rude to Lilith again. I broke off the kiss even though it took almost all of my energy and willpower to do so, as she was already grinding her hips against my cock. The restraint I have at this point needs to be studied because lawd knows the dinner party is the last thing on my mind. “You have two hours to get ready before the party” “But I don't have anything appropriate for a dinner party.” “ I already got that handled, the stylist will come in soon, She is already waiting at the grand hall.” “ Oh, okay. Will it just be the two of us? At the dinner party?” She stood up and I got distracted, everything else she was saying got toned out. Lilith was well endowed. Lass would have won if there was to be a competition about beauty. Her hips wide but not too wide, just enough to fill out my hands and draw the attention of lustful males. Her blossom was full and petite, at the same time, the top covering was doing absolutely nothing. “Bastian…” she arched an eyebrow at me and then I remembered her question and I knew her reason for asking would be because of my mom. “No, we are not the only ones. It is my family's party and since I am here, I have no choice but to attend. I can't leave you here. So you are going with me.” “Oh, are you sure they want me there?” She looked at me, her eyes filled with sorrow. "Of course they do. Besides, you're coming with me, not them!" I said firmly, hoping to assure her. "What about your mom? She didn't seem to view me in a positive light.” I walked toward her and gently held her cheek in my palms, making sure she met my gaze as I spoke the words I was about to say. "Lilith, I want you with me, and you are with me. Forget about my mom. I won't let her talk down to you again.” She looked at me fondly and nodded. I wasn’t joking when I said I wouldn’t let my mom talk down to her. Lilith was nothing but a sweetheart, while my mom was the very embodiment of doom. I didn't want her to say no again so I quickly went out and shut the door giving her the privacy she needed. "When you're done with your bath, let me know so I can let the stylist in." Lilith valued her privacy; she had always been a calm child from the very beginning. “ Alright Bastian” she didn't sound too happy, her voice sounded strained. I decided to go in again worried something might be upsetting her. I opened the door and stepped inside, I was blessed with the most divine sight ever, Lilith milking her pussy and her liquid slithering down her thighs. “what are you doing?” She turned, shocked and guilty, before expression shifted to one of pure unfiltered need. “ You left me unsatisfied so I was trying to help myself” “I see. Go take your bath and don't do anything else. If you disobey, there will be consequences.” I groaned out. I should have known better. Lilith was a wild kitten. My mouth hadn't satisfied her, she wanted my cock just like I wanted, no, needed her pussy. I groaned loudly, swiping my hand across my face to push away the dirty thoughts. The bulge in-between my legs increased more with my crazy thoughts and I saw her eyes go wide as she sucked in a handful of breaths and then licked her plump lips, biting the end. She walked towards the bathroom, her ass jiggly, begging me to touch them. She shut the door as if knowing what I was thinking. I sat on her bed, the smell of her pussy juice still on the bed. I wanted to rub myself until I had my release, but I couldn’t. I wanted her hands on me, not mine. I thought of how good it would have been had she been here to do the touching. I took in a deep breath, and tried to calm myself. I will have later, later she will be all mine.Bastian's POV The low hum of the city buzzed in the distance, a backdrop to the thrum of my heartbeat. I shouldn’t be here. Not now. Not with her. But the pull was stronger than my will. I hear my footsteps echo down the hallway, bouncing off the walls like a warning. I could feel the sweat dampening my palms, the tightness in my chest that came with knowing I was walking into a willing sin. The door stood before me, simple, wooden, yet so much heavier than it should be. Behind it was everything I should avoid. Everything I had no right to want, yet, I am unable to ignore the pull. HER. Lilith Morrell. I knew she was there waiting for me. I gritted my teeth, my hand hovering and shaking over the brass doorknob. The metal was cool, but within, I burned with the heat of a thousand forbidden desires. One twist, one pull, and I’d be on the other side. I’d told myself I could handle it, her. That I could stay in control, and keep the boundary between us clear. But the more I s
Bastian's POV Once again, I felt her breath before I saw her, soft and warm against my skin, like a secret. I turned, my hands outstretched to touch her, but she was just out of reach. The moonlight caught the curves of her body, her skin glowing as if she were made of shadows and light. Lilith. She stood before me, yet out of reach, mischief glinting in her eyes. Her lips parted, curling into that wicked sexy smile she always wore when she knew she had me. She always had me hooked and panting for more. "Come closer," she whispered, her voice winding around me, soft, dangerous and alluring. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat louder than the last. I moved toward her, every muscle in my body aching, burning with a need I couldn't explain nor understand. But no matter how close I got, she drifted farther away, taunting me with that damn laugh, reechoes like melodious music. She was my master and I, her slave. Suddenly, her hands were on me, tracing lines over my chest, wit
I couldn’t get the sound of her voice out of my head. Even after the call ended, even after I slammed the phone down, it lingered, her moans, the way she said “Daddy” like a sinful promise. It stuck to me, clung to my skin no matter how hard I tried to shake it off. I shouldn't want this. Not her. Not Lilith. But I did. I got dressed quickly, throwing on my usual suit, trying to focus on anything that wasn’t her. The office. The meeting with Marcus. Anything. Ha, yes, Marcus. My stomach twisted as his name floated to the surface of my mind. He was supposed to be my best friend. The man who trusted me above all others. And I... I was slowly betraying that trust in the most dangerous way possible. I walked to the window, staring out at the city below, trying to calm the storm raging inside me. The sun was already high, casting long shadows across the sky, but it did nothing to warm the cold pit of guilt that had settled deep in my chest. I thought about my daughter, Sofia, the w
Bastian's POV Today was the Ammoret charity ball, I would likely be meeting Lilith there. I have been avoiding her. It has not been easy but I have to do it for her. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie for what felt like the tenth time. The silk caught the light just right, but no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t focus on my reflection, no matter how bad I tried. My mind was spinning from another damn message from her. I got it this morning. Her voice, her moans, they had haunted me all day, making it impossible to keep my thoughts straight even at the office. Tonight was meant to be different. I had forged a plan. I was going to protect and avoid her at all costs. That’s why I had asked Sabrina to come with me to the event. Sabrina was everything I should want, gorgeous, smart, and most importantly, age-appropriate. I could do this. I could. I will not screw this. I made my way to the event, New York city, lights flashing by in a blur, I forced myself to t
Bastian’s POVThe sunlight streamed through the blinds, cutting across my office desk in harsh lines. I’d been sitting there for hours, staring at the stack of papers in front of me, trying to focus on the endless contracts and spreadsheets that demanded my attention. But all I could think about was last night. Lilith.Her messages, her pictures, it all replayed in my mind like a movie on loop. The way her body glistened, the curve of her breasts, the wetness between her legs. She was relentless. And no matter how much I tried to push her out of my thoughts, she refused to leave, I know right now, there is no salvation for me only damnation. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing a hand over my face. This has to stop, I told myself for what felt like the hundredth time. I had to get her out of my head. I had to. Yet, no matter what, she doesn't leave. One thing about temptation is, the more you fight it, the more you get pulled in.My phone buzzed, and my pulse quickened, knowing who it
Bastian POV I sat across from Dr. Thompson, but the quiet of his office wasn’t helping the storm inside me. His walls were covered with certificates and paintings, but none of it could calm the mess in my chest. Dr. Thompson adjusted his glasses and leaned forward. “You’ve been more tense and quiet than usual, Bastian. What’s on your mind?” I sighed, rubbing my face. Where should I start? Should I tell him I’m thinking things I shouldn’t about my best friend’s daughter? Or that guilt is eating me alive? I decided to go with a safer topic, even though it wasn’t much safer. “I keep thinking about them,” I muttered. “Sofia. And Ellana.” Dr. Thompson’s face softened like he understood. I hated how he looked at me, like I was about to break. “It’s natural to think about them, especially after what happened.” I closed my eyes, memories crashing down like waves, nearly drowning me. Sofia, my daughter, just 18, had her whole life ahead of her. And Ellana, my wife, the woman I
Bastian POV Her body was soft under my hands, her breath warm on my neck as she pressed closer. I knew I should push her away, tell her to leave and never come back, but I couldn’t. I didn’t have the strength to do it.“Lilith,” I growled, my voice tense as I tried to stay in control. “You need to stop.”She looked up at me, her eyes filled with both desire and stubbornness. She wasn’t listening. Her hands slid down, touching the waistband of my pants, and my body went stiff.“I can’t,” she whispered, her lips close to my ear. “I want you too much. Don’t you feel it?”Her words felt like a spark, lighting the fire between us that had been growing for months. I clenched my fists, trying to hold onto the little control I had left, but she didn’t stop. She moved in my lap, her hips pressing against me, and the tension inside me snapped.I grabbed her waist, pulling her down harder against me, my lips crashing into hers before I could think it through. She gasped into my mouth, her finge
Lilith's POVAs I walked out of Bastian's house, tears streamed down my face. I was hurt and angry at his stubborn, old ways. I understand he’s trying to protect me, I really do, but I can’t help how much I want him. Who wouldn’t want a man like Bastian Lockhart, CEO of S-Electronics, the best phone company in New York City? Bastian is the kind of man that looks at you and just makes you weak in your knees.I hadn’t meant to fall in love with Bastian. Growing up with him and my dad around was the best feeling ever. The fact that someone so powerful was friends with my dad and took care of me as if I was the greatest treasure ever made him even more appealing.I wish things could have stayed that way without me complicating them. When I turned sixteen, Bastian started to seem less like an uncle and more like someone I was attracted to. I could have blamed it on teenage hormones, but now I don’t know what to think.I never planned to go after Bastian. He had always been my sweet uncle t
Bastian's POV The minute I stepped into her room and saw her sitting in that seductive manner, I knew I was going to have her as a meal before the dinner party. She started laughing loudly, I couldn't help but admire her beauty. She is indeed very beautiful. The chandelier light shimmered around her and gave her hair a flaming glow. The fire in the corner of the room added a cozy warmth, but I knew the heat building in me had nothing to do with the heater. It had more to do with the little vixen on the bed that was laughing hysterically. It was about an hour later. Carrying out the devilish thoughts in my mind that I began to unbind her from the bedpost. I folded her in a hug, inhaling her wonderful fruity scent with a touch of vanilla fragrance. I just couldn't get enough of her and since I finally was able to tell myself that I couldn't do without her and wanted her and was willing to do away with years of friendship with Marcus, I have been able to ignore the guilt. I know s
Lilith’s POVI couldn’t hold back my giggles. The whole situation with Ella was so ridiculous that it had me laughing out loud without even realizing it.“What’s so funny?” a familiar voice asked, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked up to find Bastian standing in the doorway of my room. He looked breathtaking, as always. Just seeing him there made my heart race.“You’re here!” I exclaimed, rushing to him. I threw my arms around him in a tight hug.“I thought you’d miss me, so I came back early,” he said, ruffling my hair affectionately. Bastian always felt like a safe haven, a lush, green forest where I could escape to. He was a green flag and I am a red carpet. It's a perfect match!“I missed you more than you can imagine,” I said, flirting as I inhaled his scent. He smelled amazing, a mix of masculine musk and the intoxicating cologne he always wore.“Hmm… that’s the best thing I’ve heard all day.” His voice was smooth, and before I could respond, he leaned in and kissed me. It wa
Lilith’s POVThe food on the table looked so good, but neither of us had an appetite. I watched as Rebecca kept crying, and even though I wanted to comfort her, I couldn’t. I needed answers, to understand what really happened.“I’m sorry. I just can’t help but tear up when I talk about this,” she said, trying to brush it off. I didn’t like how she made light of it when it was clearly hurting her.“How did my dad meet my mom?” I asked, steering the conversation back to the real questions.“They met through my brother.” She looked at me, and I could tell there was more to it than she was letting on.“What are you hiding?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t hold back.“My brother and your father went on a double date, a blind date actually. My brother suggested it after countless rejections from my mother…” she said, trailing off.“Why would Bastian suggest that?” I muttered, not realizing I’d said it out loud.“Your father and I were madly in love. After my mother
Lilith’s POV What?” More tears fell down her eyes. I use my tongue and lick them off.“I would rather be a source that drains all your sorrows than make you cry.”My heart still couldn't comprehend what Bastian was saying. I just let myself cry. I just cried for all the hurt I couldn't let out before my dad. The things I couldn't tell him.Why would such a man like Bastian be interested in me? I wanted to ask when it all began. I should be happy, but somehow, I am not. I feel responsible for amplifying his traumas. I was the only one who had seen Bastian cry when I was younger.I still remember that cruel day, I had returned from school. I had cried to my dad that I wanted to check up on uncle Bastian since he just lost his wife.Sofia had been so mad at his father, I was eight and she was five years old, yet she had that anger and hatred against her dad. She had insisted on staying with her grandparents, Ellana's parents.Bastian had not resisted because he was in pain and was blami
Bastian's POVMy hands were trembling, no matter what I did, they wouldn't stop shaking. I don't want Lilith to see me this way. Even as she led me out of the dinning hall to my room, I wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings. I should be used to my mother's cursive ways by now. However, getting used to it is one thing but living it and knowing somehow, she is right is another. If I had not had that argument with Ellana that night, she wouldn't have driven off with Sofia. She wouldn't have gotten into an accident that took her life.I am a sick psycho. That's what I am. A selfish man, if I wasn't a selfish man, my daughter wouldn't have hated me. If I wasn't a selfish and cruel man, I wouldn't be yearning for my best friend's daughter.Yes, I am demented psycho. I hear Lilith’s voice calling out to me even with the loud ringing in my ear. I thought I was going to lose consciousness. I held onto the bed post. I needed my pills. I need them to calm me down.“Bastian, calm down
Lilith’s POVDinner went on, but I couldn’t stop noticing Bastian’s mother's icy eyes watching me. She sat straight, her eyes were fixed on me as though she was trying to see through me and waiting for me to make a mistake or a fool of myself. The feeling was intense, and my chest tightened each time I caught her gaze. Nervousness was killing me and I was already experiencing indigestion. I have altogether lost my appetite but I had to continue eating so I don't look rude. What the heck am I doing here? I feel hands on my thighs. I instantly looked up and met the gaze of Bastian with a gentle smile and smoldering look that always warmed me up in his eyes. My face heated up and I knew I would be as red as the tomato sauce on the table. I returned his smile as I bowed my head shyly. I won't say I am a shy person but Bastian makes me feel heated up anytime he looks at me.Hellena finally looked at me and cleared her throat. “Lilith,” she said slowly, “tell me about your mother.”Her vo
Lilith's POV“Come with me.” Those were the only words Bastian said to me when he stood there looking at me so lost. I could have said no. I could have ignored and moved on yet I couldn't.I had placed my hand in his outstretched hands. I had gone with him so gullibly. When he told me during the drive to God knows when to go pack up, I had done that without saying anything. I felt so lost without him. I have been fighting this attraction for so long.I know I might be setting myself up for hurt, nevertheless, I was willing to risk it all. I looked at him. He was sitting across from me. I wanted to lean in, his suit was off, he was wearing a crisp white shirt that was tucked into his suit pants. The shirt was rolled up, the veins in his hands were so damn distracting. I want to trace my tongue around them. I peeked at a butterfly tattoo in his left arm. I didn't know he had tattoos. The veins and that one single tattoo was so maddening. I wanted to ruffle his hair that was perfectly i
Bastian's POV“All I want is you, Bastian. Your touch, your caress, that’s the only protection I need.” All I could think of was Lilith's sad face. It haunted me that I was causing her pain. I look towards the direction she has walked towards, my blood ran cold the minute I did see her. Lilith.She was in the arms of a young man. The guy was hugging her so tight. Jealousy roared through me and every other common sense I had flew out the window of my SUV.I hated the fact that the young man was young, something I wasn't. Hated that he was handsome, not that I can't beat that. However, he had something I didn't. Youth.Whenever I am in close range with Lilith, all I can think about is how I am too old for her and how she deserves better. I wish I was that young man. I wish I wasn't thinking of a girl my daughter’s age. The thoughts of Lilith felt so wrong and right at the same time. Man, I did do anything for that little lass. I couldn't control myself as I saw the hands of the youn
Lilith's POVThe silence in the car was thick, almost unbearable. I can’t understand this man at all. Scottish men are known for being stubborn and unbearably dominating, so I guess I should have expected this. I just have to ignore whatever feelings I have for him. One minute he acts like he wants me, and the next, he sees me like a child that needs protection.“Are you really going to see an employee of mine, lass?” He glanced at me, dividing his attention between the road and our conversation. Irritation was palpable in his voice.“Of course,” I replied, just as my phone buzzed. I knew it was Tommy calling.“Why would you want to date an ordinary worker when you could have…” I didn’t let him finish, picking up the call to avoid his judgmental tone.“Hi, Tommy!” I greeted, trying to sound cheerful.“Hey, baby girl!” Tommy’s voice was filled with excitement.“Where are you? I’ve been waiting for you forever.”Tommy Heidegger was one of the few people I kept in touch with from Jammies