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Ithought my mind was playing tricks on me. I was sure my mind was playing tricks on me because the little beauty standing in front of me in an oversized t-shirt and fuzzy socks looked just like my birthday girl. I asked a few of the guys at the site yesterday if they knew a man who drove a seaweed-colored crossover with a coexist bumper sticker on the back.
Someone wrote his name down on a piece of paper and left it on my desk. Liam glared at me like he wanted to punch me as we stood in front of each other. I’ve always been a man of my word, and I told him the other day that I would pay for the damages to his crossover. After waking up with a throbbing boner and ignoring it with a cold shower, I got dressed and scribbled a few zeros on a check before heading to his house.
I contemplated putting the check in the mailbox and driving off, but now I knew how much of a bad idea that would have been. My birthday girl took a step forward, her eyes locking on the lower half of my face. I tilted my head forward, allowing the brim of my cowboy hat to block her gaze. She wondered, biting down on her lip as she leaned her body to the left. Her father was giving me a large helping of every curse word in the book as I stood there like a statue, but I didn’t give a damn. When the last of his insults dripped off his lips, he turned to face his daughter and told her to go back into the house.
“Sweetheart?” He called out.
She didn’t move, and neither did I. We stood there, eyes locked on one another, frozen in time. I let my gaze trail from her golden honey legs up her curvaceous body at a sloth pace. I wanted to take her in and engrave her into my memory. As I reached her breasts, the brim of my hat rose, and as if we were connected somehow, I knew her heart was beating a mile a minute in her chest.
Then our eyes locked, and the corner of my mouth tipped into a devious grin. Her luscious lips morphed into an ‘O’, and she tossed a phone in her dad's direction before running into the house.She didn’t even bother locking the door.
I got back into my truck, put it in reverse, and unblocked their driveway. Her father pulled out but stalled in the middle of the street as he waited for me to drive off. Out of the hundreds of women on cam sites, the one I was fucking crazy about lived in the same town as me. The thought of letting her go was insane, and the thought of being okay with only seeing her via a screen was even more insane. I tapped the steering wheel as my mind raced, and blood warmed my veins. Her father eventually turned down a different street once we got to the light, and once he was out of sight, that’s when all hell broke loose. Call me a mad man, hell, deranged, because I was.
Without waiting for the light to turn green, I whipped my truck around and hightailed it back to her house. A string of honks and frustrated yells followed as I broke every rule of the road, but I’ll break every rule there was to fucking see her. I pulled into her driveway, ignoring the possibility of her dad coming home, and turned the knob to the front door. It opened, and when I stepped inside, I saw my birthday girl standing near the staircase, looking like a fucking snack.
Her lashes beat softly as she cut her gaze from me to the kitchen and back. I couldn’t explain the feeling that warped my insides as I inched closer to her. She licked her bottom lip, and her warm eyes crawled the length of my chest as they locked on mine.
“I…uh…um…how…um….” She sounded like a broken record as I stalked her into the wall. “Umm, how–”
“Shut up,” I said as I removed my cowboy hat and placed it on the staircase post.
She gave a surrendering blink, and her mouth formed into that fucking ‘O.’ “What?”
I placed both arms on either side of her head, caging her like a precious article I never wanted to lose. I didn’t know what turned me on more, the innocence in her eyes or the way her lips trembled with each stuttering breath as I ripped away every ounce of her personal space.
I leaned in and let my lips find the shell of her ear, “I’m going to take you. Fuck you, and keep you.”
She tried to speak, but I stole her lips, forcing her lungs to swell as she inhaled me. I kissed her hard and deep. I kissed her like I never wanted it to end. I tried to find an explanation for the madness taking over me, but there wasn’t one. I saw her, and my frozen heart melted.
I picked her up in the middle of her kiss and forced her thick legs around my waist. “Bedroom?”
“Oh, no. My dad could come home at any minute and–”
“Well then, you better tell me where your bedroom is so I can fill your hole before he comes back.”
Seeing worry etch its way into her features made my cock throb. I loved that she was scared, but I didn’t give a damn if her dad came home because Daddy was here now. She pointed to the door with the pink ribbon on it. A small wooden plank with her name engraved in cursive hung on the front of her door.
I pushed it open and set her down on the soft pink carpet. If I didn’t feel like a dirty old man before, I sure as fuck did now, but the effect didn’t make me want to run; it made me want to stay and protect the precious woman standing in front of me. I looked around her little pink room, littered with stuffed animals, a big bed with a lilac duvet, and a plush throw in the corner. The highlights of her life were captured in colorful polaroid’s that lined a butterfly-plucked lanyard that stretched from one side of the room to the other.So fucking innocent.I wanted to be part of her life, fuck; I wanted her in my life, forever.
We were an unlikely pair, and we had a battle waiting for us once her father found out I was taking his sweet princess all for myself, but I didn’t let my mind fog up with the ‘what ifs,’ not when I had her all alone with a throbbing cock begging for a release.
I took a step forward and noticed my steel-toe boots' lasting impression with each step. We stood, our eyes frozen on one another, and like the good girl she was, she lowered to her knees.
“Eyes on me, birthday girl,” I clipped my finger under her chin and lifted. “Damn. I’ll never get tired of seeing those puppy brown eyes. All for me.”
She nodded, and I locked my gaze on the column of her throat. I let my hand drop from her chin and reached down to grab her wrist. Her skin reminded me of silk and smelled like cinnamon. I placed her fingers on my belt buckle, letting the corner of my mouth tip into a salacious grin.
Her feminine bubblegum-painted fingers found my belt, and she started. Her movements were slow, calculated, and dipped in nervousness. The rasp of my zipper stretched throughout her room, and she dampened her bottom lips as she gazed upon the waistband of my boxers.
I leaned down and nibbled on the softness of her earlobe before whispering in her ear. “Don’t be scared, baby girl. This part is easy.”
She drew in a breath, tucked her fingers under the waistband, and pulled. My cock sprung forward, and I swear if she were leaning in any closer, it would have landed right on that insatiable little pout. I leaked, letting my precum drip inches from her lips with the anticipation gnawing at me like an irritated wound. The column of her throat rippled with anxiety as she swallowed, which made the urge stronger.
“Is this your first-time baby girl?” I asked as I stroked her soft cheek.
She shook her head and sliced her soft brown eyes to meet mine. A flare of anger sparkled in my veins at the thought of some low-life boy touching her. Touching what belonged to me.
Her lips parted, and I didn’t even wait until they were fully open before pushing my flesh past her kissable lips. My head shot back, and my eyes closed as I took in the sensation of having her warm lips stretched around me.
