“Grab those fucking tits.”
“Like this?” she moans, burying her small hands in her large breasts, squeezing so her beautiful shapely flesh moves around her fingers.
“Yes, yes, yes…”
I growl as I jerk my cock and aim it down at her, as a thick hot stream of come explodes out of me and spatters against her breasts.
“Rub it.”
“Over my tits?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, Kaleb. Anything for you.”
Her whimpering voice causes more and more seed to pump out of me, my whole body honed down to the end of my cock, tingling and buzzing.
Finally, it stops and I savor the moment, gazing at her shimmering breasts, soaked in my come. She makes a gorgeous picture even if the primal part of me flares with rage at wasting my seed anywhere but in her hot hole.
“Jesus,” she whispers, standing up. “I can’t… oh, Kaleb, that was…”
I nod, knowing what she’s saying without having to hear her put it into words.
“It was everything,” I growl. “It was the beginning.”
She flinches, and then nods, biting her lip. “Yes, yes. I’ll...go and get cleaned up.”
I nod again, even if I wish she wouldn’t get cleaned up, even if I wish she’d stay sticky and covered with my seed forever. But she’s probably got the right idea.
“Okay,” I say, “and then we’ll talk.”
She leaves the room and I pull up my pants, dropping onto the bed and adjusting my belt.
I know without a doubt my need for Kelly wasn’t only fueled by lust, because even now – as lust-free as I’m ever going to get around her – I know I need to make her mine.
I need to be with her forever.
The idea of another man claiming her virginity drives me insane.
Which is a problem.
Because there’s no turning back now.
And I still have no damn clue how my daughter is going to react.
Kelly sits on the bed with her hands in her lap, wringing them as she glances over at me. I can’t sit down, my body too full of energy, too full of the desire to claim her the way I need to.
It’s insane how swiftly my lust for her reignited once she’d left the room.
If I thought emptying my seed was going to bring me any relief, I was damn wrong.
“What did you mean, this is the beginning?” she murmurs.
I smirk down at her, pacing across and reaching over to tuck a wild strand of hair from her face. “You knew what I meant when I said it. I could tell.”
“I think I know,” she murmurs. “But I could be wrong.”
I force myself to sit down next to her, even if it’s difficult with all the energy surging through me. I feel the same way I used to before a big fight like I have to do something, do it right now.
I take her hand in mine and stare hard into her eyes.
In the back of my head, a voice tries to hiss at me, telling me this is wrong, telling me I need to think of Nat. But I can’t allow that voice to dominate my consciousness right now, because I know I’m not going to be able to heed it. I’m not going to be able to take the instructions seriously.
The fact is I need Kelly more than I’ve ever needed anyone, more than I knew it was possible to need anyone.
“When I first walked into that photography studio,” I tell her. “I knew I wanted you, needed you. But not just for a fling. This will sound crazy, but I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.”
She gasps, her free hand rising to cover her lips.
Tears glimmer in her eyes. I think she’s going to say something, but she stares at me, waiting for me to go on.
“That’s why there was so much chemistry between us,” I snarl. “I know you felt it too. I’d always thought I’d know the woman of my dreams when I saw her, and there you were, looking back at me. It was perfect, one of the most perfect moments of my life.”
The other was when I held Natalie for the first time, but somehow I don’t think mentioning that right now is the best idea.
I give her hand a squeeze. “I thought it would be easy from there because I could sense the same need in you. I tried to hold back from kissing you, but it was impossible. And then when you kissed me back…”
I let out a gruff shivering noise, fighting the urge to kiss her again. I know it will lead to more if I do, and I have to get this out before I allow myself to descend into my burning lust.
“And when you told me you were a virgin, I knew it was meant to be. Listen to me… I’ve never believed in fate or any of that crap, but you, Kelly, you make me believe. Because you feel the same, don’t you?”