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Book 2: chapter 6
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“You’re up early.” His gruff voice makes me jump.I turn to him. My eyes bulge as I try to withhold a squeak as Anton walks in. He is only wearing fitted boxer shorts that leavenothing to the imagination, and a thin dressing gown which is not, but really should be, tied at the waist.When he's in a suit, everything about him radiates power and dominance. But now he is almost naked, and I feel dominated in a different way.Suit or not, the power rolls off him.He’s a big man. He towers over my father, who stands at six feet on the dot. But unlike my father, Anton is big all over—all over.I swallow.I need to stop looking right away.His thighs are large and firm. Taut, defined muscles cover his stomach, and he has a delicious V that ends underneath the boxer shorts I’m staring at—and can’t stop.Stop staring at him.My gaze quickly rises, as does the heat on my face.“Where are you going?” he asks, like my staring is normal in his world.“I’m meeting Hetty.”“You haven’t had breakfast
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AntonI sit in my car as it idles on the opposite side of the road to where Scarlett is in a bar with her friends.My jaw aches from clenching my teeth not only because she disobeyed me but also at each time she flings her head back and laughs at what her male friend says.It’s not like I haven’t watched her from afar before, but then I was merely a stalker, but today, I’m her guardian and I’m fucking fuming with her. One day and she is already going against me.Me.The man who has had her back whenever her father has said disgruntled, and sometimes unkind, things about her.She doesn’t know how much I've protected her in the past.But I’ll bide my time before I make my move. Because when that happens, she won’t have a clue what hit her.But right now, my sole focus is getting her in the car and then home. Then...who knows?I’ve gone crazy the entire day, since seeing her this morning, hearing her whimper as I held her against the wall. Then, like now, I want to lick every inch of her
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She pushes her chair back and stands before she disappears from the table and my view. One guy keeps looking in the direction she went.Does she have a boyfriend?Her father mentioned nothing about any men in her life. He told me she never has the time, and that she is a good girl that likes to study.Which really means he never asks her.Finally, Scarlett strolls back to the table where her friends are at, but she is looking out of the window. I glance down the street at where she looks and then back to her and I think she’s spotted me.Fucking good job.“Now come to me,” I mutter.Because Scarlett has always been mine and now she is nineteen, I am going to finally have her. Because ever since her delectable curves hit a year ago, I’ve wanted her for my own. It was probably about the same time my marriage went downhill. Not that it was ever on a high. Cassandra and I were two people who had very different dreams, and once I realized how much I wanted Scarlett, I was happy to let go o
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ScarlettHis touch sends a heat down my spine that I never thought possible. I hate that I’m attracted to my father’s best friend, rather than men my age. But I am.I’ve been secretly in love with him for a few years now. Probably at the same time my friends were noticing boys. I was different. I never noticed boys my age. My eyes only stared at Anton—a man I know is way out of bounds—way out of my league.The man whose hand is still on my bare leg.I place my hand on his and try to lift his fingers from my thigh, but he traps my hand underneath his. I glare at the side of his handsome face. His jaw and cheekbones are still taut, but there are shimmers of silver slicing through his black hair.Why have I never noticed them before?“I don’t think I can escape,” I say when he notices me staring. “And maybe you should keep your hands on the wheel and your eyes on the road.” I continue playing hard to get—that's as good as Hetty's strategy was.A small smile tugs at his lips, and he looks
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He tilts my face up as he lowers his and with his mouth hovering less than an inch from mine, he says, “You areinfuriating, but beautiful.” Our eyes meet as I take in that he called me beautiful. “Today is my‘one day.’”“One day,” I repeat before our mouths clash and I moan as he grasps my ass, hauling me upward and pressing me against the door. His tongue is in my mouth as the kiss becomes hot and passionate.His dick grows hard and I wrap my legs around his hips, feeling how hard and big he is as the position presses his dick against my pussy.For a few minutes, it’s chaos as we kiss. Our tongues dance. He licks my mouth, my lips. My fingers push through his hair, dragging him closer. Wanting more.He tilts my face, deepening the kiss like he can’t get enough of me either.Securing me between his body and the door. His hand skims over my hip, my waist, my tit, feeling every part of me.His mouth kisses down my throat as he presses into me. “God, you smell so good, so sweet,” he says
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ScarlettI nod again.“And mine. Tell me you’re mine.”Oh my God. This is Anton, my long-time crush, telling me how much he wants me. "I'm yours."“Good girl, now lean back on your elbows,” he says, helping me lean back on the kitchen island. His thumb grazes against my clit, sending a jolt of electricity through my center. My eyes lock onto his as he presses and strokes a little harder.“Can I taste you?” he asks, looking into my eyes.I nod and it’s only then I realize I’m chewing on my lip.He lowers until his head is between my thighs. My heart is racing at the thought of where he is. My breathing comes hard and fast.He stares between my spread legs, rubbing his nose along my panties and inhaling. “Beautiful.”A half whimper escapes when he drags his tongue along the same place.He stops for a moment; he has one hand on my thigh as the other strokes over my panties and it is as though he is conflicted or mesmerized.Or not so conflicted, because I gasp as the tip of his warm tong
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He doesn’t.I cry out as my pussy clamps around his fingers.“That’s it angel.” he pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his tongue, tasting me, devouring my orgasm as my stomach contracts with pulse after pulse.Mere seconds go by before he drags my soaked panties down my legs and pulls me closer. His belt clatters on the tiled floor and he quickly unzips his trousers, pushing them over his thighs.“I want you,” he whispers. “Do you want me?”“I want you,” I breathe.“Spread your legs. I want to see what is mine.”He holds my thighs as I open my legs further. He stares at my glistening pussy, eyes lingering a little too long, and I try to pressmy legs together. Not sure why when his tongue and fingers have just been inside me.“You’re beautiful Scarlett, you’re my angel, aren’t you?”“If you’re my devil.”“I’ll always be yours.”I’m still coming down from my climax when my gaze locks onto his hand, watching as he strokes his thick, veiny cock. It’s larger than I ever expected
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AntonI don’t know what is wrong with me. I’ve turned feral with Scarlett. Keeping her in my bed, feeding her, cleaning her, fucking her. Each time, taking her without a condom, because the primal animal in me couldn’t stop my actions. Scarlett has a power over me that I try to fight, but fail.She tried to warn me she wasn’t on birth control at one point, but I already knew she was unprotected.I’m so happy that’s the case. Before I wanted to get her pregnant to tie her to me. Now I want what she does. I want a baby. But I only want one with her.I hate that the weekend is over already.We spent the entire time in bed or with me, soothing her aching body and her sore pussy in the bathtub. All I want now is to be with her—not at work.Her head is on my chest as I stroke my cock. The animal in me wants to feed my seed into her body once again. I hate that each time I bathe her, I could’ve washed away any chance of breeding her.I’m desperate to see her belly being big and round, and ca
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* * *On Wednesday evening, I left the office before Aiden and drove straight to his place. I was relieved that I’d gotten my daily run in with nausea done around lunchtime. In his apartment, I made sure I’d thrown in the last few things I needed for the trip and then made myself a cup of coffee. I didn’t usually drink it past two or three in the afternoon, but lately, I could sleep at the drop of a hat. I’d been miserably tired in our last brand development meeting, and I was worried that Blake had taken my half-closed eyes as some sort of come on.He wasn’t happy about Aiden coming to the charity ball, either. He tried to play it off, but we could tell that his joke about how surely Aiden had more important things to do wasn’t a joke at all. I’d never tell Aiden, but more and more, Blake was starting to give me the creeps. Even though I’d made it perfectly clear my only interest in him was professional, he still let his gaze linger too long on mine. I’d taken to wearing oversized c
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AIDENI had to tell Jack. I could tell the secrecy was beginning to gnaw at Layla. She was right–there was a point when it had been fun. Clandestine. Now I just wanted to be able to take her out to dinner on our side of town without fear of who we might run into. I wanted to think about our future together without the threat of Jack’s reaction overshadowing it.The problem was, I didn’t know how. The other problem was, the person I normally would have asked for advice was Jack himself. Maureen was my back up, but I couldn’t go to her either. So that was why I found myself telling Carl, my mentee, about it.I don’t know how it came up. It sure as hell wasn’t like he asked,hey man, how’s your love life?Strangely, Carl listened. When I was done, he said, “That’s a real fucking pickle, rich man. What are you going to do about it?” His voice was its usual mixture of disdain and sarcasm, but I sensed that he was genuinely interested.“Hell if I know,” I muttered. I was already regretting t
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“I bet she would have planned great vacations for you,” I said quietly. I set down my glass of wine and reached over to squeeze his hand. He didn’t let mine go though, when I went to pull back. Instead, he rose in his seat and tugged me up, too. We kissed across the small bistro table. A warm, heady kiss that was sweeter than the dessert.After we sat back down, I rearranged my napkin in my lap and said in my own carefully casual way, “Maybe one day I can plan a vacation for all three of us.”Aiden shot me a grin. He looked almost normal again, though the fire was still simmering in his eyes. “Maybe,” he agreed. “I guess you two should meet before we fly off to the Bahamas together.”“It’s only fair,” I agreed. “I mean, you do knowmyparents.” I held my breath until Aiden laughed. We were getting better, but the subject of my parentage was still loaded. “I do want you to meet my mom,” he said, sliding his credit card into the bill holder and pushing the last of the dessert closer to me
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 39
LAYLAAiden and I were still careful at work, but we let our guard down outside of it. We went to dinner together on the other side of town, and once in a while, he even spent the night at my place now that he knew that Liv and Bran were in on the secret.Liv and Bran had their own secret they thought they were keeping, but Aiden and I were experts at this by now. We knew my brother didn’t really crash on the couch at the end of a long night, and we heard him on those nights he pretended to leave and then doubled back.It was nice to see my brother and my best friend falling for each other, even if it was kind of strange. I hoped that when he eventually found out about me andhisbest friend, my dad would feel similarly.“Don’t count on it,” Aiden said when I mentioned it one night. We’d driven across town to eat at a restaurant we figured was far away enough that no one we knew would be there. We were doing that more and more. It was starting to feel normal to be out with him in public
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“Layla went home sick. I’m just checking up on her.”Our footsteps echoed loudly on the uncarpeted steps. By mutual agreement, we’d both turned toward the stairwell rather than waiting for the dodgy looking elevator. Bran was ahead of me, and I thought I saw a ghost of a smirk on his face as he turned to go up the next flight. But all he said was, “Cool,” in a voice so indifferent I wondered if I’d imagined the smirk.Thanks to Bran, I didn’t have to knock. The door was propped open on its deadbolt because they were clearly expecting him. He walked in and gestured for me to follow.I’d never been inside Layla’s apartment. I’d only waited out front while she ran in to grab something. It was… fine. Not the kind of place I thought she should be leaving the door propped open, but it could be worse. It had style, even if I wasn’t impressed by the elevator or the security.“Layla,” Bran called. “Your boss is here.”Two voices came at once. An unfamiliar one that said, “I’m on a call!” and t
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AIDENWhen I heard that Layla had gone home sick, I texted her.Are you going to my place? I’ll try to leave, too.She didn’t answer. I figured she’d take a nap, but hour by hour crawled by without a response. At lunch, I stepped outside and called her. It went straight to voicemail. I texted again, but I was starting to get the bad feeling that this silence had nothing to do with a cold or a nap.At four, I told Maureen I was leaving early.“You’d better not be sick, too,” she warned.“I’m not. I’ll be online.” I was too distracted to worry about whether she thought it was suspicious that I was leaving early.“What about the happy hour?”I’d already been walking toward the door, but now I pulled up short. I’d forgotten all about the damn happy hour. It wasn’t for anything in particular, just a monthly get together where I got face time with anyone who wanted it, and we patronized our favorite local bar. It wasn’t the most important thing in the world, but I tried to never miss it.“S
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 36
Joe glanced at me, sensing for the first time that this news might not be as benign as he thought. “Um, yesterday?” He scratched his nose and eyed me, checking to see how that information went over. When my face darkened, he added, “Maybe. I don’t remember.”“Well I just talked to Maureen about it yesterday morning, so either it was yesterday or it was really early this morning,” I said evenly.“Yeah, it was probably yesterday.” Joe pulled an apologetic face. As if he were the one with something to apologize for. Then he wrapped up his uneaten egg sandwich and made a quick exit.I stayed in the break room for another few minutes, trying to get a handle on my anger. My tendency was to go with the emotion–let it swell and break and deal with the cause of it. I didn’t like to let things fester. This time, though, I really did try to tame it. I asked myself if I was being unreasonable–maybe this wasn’t actually Aiden treating me like a child. Maybe there was some way in which he could ask
In Bed With Daddy’s Best Friend Book 4: chapter 35
LAYLAI sensed Aiden’s mood even before I saw his face. It was the way he moved when he came out onto the balcony. A stiffness in the set of his shoulders that was echoed in his face when he turned around. He lowered himself into the chair beside mine without kissing me first.I closed my book, keeping my finger between the pages to save my spot. I had a pretty good idea what this was about.Aiden didn’t waste time getting to the point. “You went around me.”“I went up the chain of command,” I countered. “I report to Maureen.”“I don’t give a damn who you report to at work. You went aroundme.” He bit off the words. “Not as your boss, but as your–whatever the fuck we’re doing is called.”“I think that about describes it,” I drawled, hoping to tempt him out of this fight. I dogeared the corner of my page and set it down beside my chair.Aiden wasn’t tempted though. Or amused. If anything, his face grew stormier. “If that’s all it was, I wouldn’t bother.”I stood up and slid into his lap
