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Since I can’t rub anything else.
My dick is hard as I make my way to the sink and my jaw tenses as I roll my pristine sleeves up. My eyes narrow on the coffee cup and utensils sitting in the warm, soapy water. I can already feel the grime on my fingers and the wet splashes on my clean shirt before I’ve even touched them and it creates an anxious burn in my gut.
Twenty minutes later, I’m freaking out and filled with agitation as I wait for Eve. My eyes flick to the clock over the sink.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Two past eight.
Time to go.
It was time to go two minutes ago.
I jump to my feet and tuck my notes into my briefcase before charging down the hall. I pass the empty room on the left, eyeing the closed door as though it’s about to jump out and bite me. Seeing the scuff marks at the bottom of the door from the years and years of him kicking it open, the dull brass knob that was once shiny and perfect, now worn from his dirty hands touching it, only serves to irritate me more.
I give it a wide berth, passing the Jack and Jill bathroom connecting it to Eve's room.
Her door is open a few inches and I wrap my hand around the knob, shouldering my way in as I call out.
“Let’s go, Eve. We’re—” The words die on my tongue when my eyes land on my stepdaughter as she tugs a long zipper up the side of her curvy body.
Her creamy skin, sunkissed from days at the lake this summer, is so soft and sweet looking, I have to clutch my hand into a painful fist to keep myself from reaching for her.
She jolts, sliding the zipper the rest of the way up before turning toward me. “Isaac!” Her breasts heave with her labored breaths. I clench my jaw so tight my teeth might crack.
“We need to go,” I grind out. Pink rushes to her cheeks, her rosebud lips shiny from gloss, part on a silent answer. My eyes drop to her chest, the luscious curves of her large breasts too pronounced in her little sundress. “And put on a sweater. Cover yourself up, for Christ’s sake, Eve.”
My voice comes out harsher than I’d intended, and I immediately regret it. I pull my eyes from her cleavage, finding her face closed off. Embarrassed. Sad.
“I’m just trying to protect you from wandering eyes, sweetheart,” I say softly, stepping toward her. “You know how boys are.” She lowers her gaze to the floor, nodding solemnly. “Hey, look at me.” I hesitate before reaching out, gently gripping her chin between my thumb and forefinger.
Her big, round eyes meet mine, the blue in them so fucking bright it feels like looking into Heaven.
“You know all I ever want is to take care of you,” I murmur, stroking my thumb along her jaw. Her throat bobs as she swallows. “I just want to protect you.” She nods, her chest heaving more than before. “Put on a sweater. For me?”
Her tongue darts out, tracing over her sticky lips, and my eyes zero in on it. Without my permission, my grip tightens on her jaw.
Temptress.
Such a little temptress.
Even if she doesn’t know it, even if she’s not doing it on purpose, she’s the temptress and I am Adam, baited by her fruit.
It’s a test, one I refuse to fail.
I force myself to move away from her. Even feet apart, we don’t drop each other’s gaze, both of us just as confused at what’s happening between us.
“We need to go,” I rasp. She swallows again, and I watch the movement of her throat, gritting my teeth at the sight.
Quickly, she finds a cream cardigan and slides it over her pastel green dress. Her fingers tremble as she slides the small buttons through the holes, doing it up all the way and covering her breasts from anyone’s wandering eyes.
They’re hidden, but I know they’re there. I know they’re soft and round, and just begging to be squeezed and sucked on. To be worshiped and fucked. Marked up.
I snap my eyes to hers, finding them unexpectedly heated. Roughly, I clear my throat and take another long look at the girl before me—no, not girl. She’s a woman now. One I hardly recognize anymore but love all the same.
