Page 21 of Primal

When I told her that, tears shone in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s just…I know I shouldn’t care because I ended things between us, but Joey was never supportive of this, never interested in it,” she said with a small smile. “He didn’t ask to see my designs or care that I wanted to provide clothing for plus-sized customers. I just…thanks for listening.”

“Of course.”

She showed me the rest of her designs, the older ones she personally critiqued, explaining she needed to start somewhere, but that she’d come a long way since she drew them. I leaned closer to look, one hand resting on the backrest of her stool. My chest brushed against her shoulder, and it was like receiving an electric shock. Every part of me suddenly become aware of every part of her. Poppy turned her head to face me, but I was leaning in so close that the movement caused our lips to brush.

Poppy gasped, her green eyes going wide, and I snapped. I couldn’t stop myself. My lips fused to hers, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth as I grabbed the nape of her neck and squeezed, holding her in place. My cock was a steel bar, ready and aching as lust made my head spin.

She moved her lips against mine for a few seconds until a little whimper came from her. The next thing I knew, she was pushing me away, wrenching herself out of my hold so suddenly I didn’t even get the chance to consider holding on to her tighter. She stumbled off the stool and almost fell to the ground until she caught herself with a steadying hand on the island. Her eyes were wild and she was panting as she stared at me. Her mouth opened and closed a couple of times, but no sound came out. Then, she turned and fled, running through the living room and up the stairs.

I clenched my fists and forced myself not to follow. My lips tingled and my blood was on fire. A part of me couldn’t believe I just did that, but the other part reveled in it. Ifinallygot a taste of that forbidden fruit and it was sweeter than I could have imagined. I didn’t think I could stop at just that one taste, but the way Poppy had freaked out made me pretty sure that she wasn’t going to easily accept how much I wanted her.

A throat cleared behind me, and I turned to see Mason sitting in a chair by the fireplace in the living room. I didn’t notice him when I came downstairs, and it seemed that he’d seen the whole thing.Fuck.At least, her ex was nowhere to be seen. I didn’t want him giving Poppy a hard time. Mason better not either.

“T-that was just…a mistake,” I stammered. “A stupid mistake.”

“Didn’t look like a mistake,” Mason said with his usual laid-back attitude. A grin curved his lips. “And I doubt that you’d call it one if you had any idea how tight her pussy is.”

Surprise rippled through me, and my mind was suddenly filled with images of Mason fucking Poppy. I would have expected to feel angry, especially considering that was all I felt when I remembered him with my high school girlfriend, and married to Janie. But I had a different reaction to the idea of him fucking Poppy. The rush of longing I felt made it hard to breathe.

“You slept with her?” I asked.

Mason must have seen something in my face that told him how unbelievably turned on I was at the thought of them together because he got out of the chair and sauntered over to me with a confidence I couldn’t help but admire.

“No, I didn’t fuck her, not yet. But the way that her tight little pussy squeezed my fingers will live rent free in my mind for alongtime. I intend to bury my cock deep inside of her as soon as possible though.”

I groaned as my cock twitched in my pants. He was going to fuck her here? Tonight? All thoughts of writing fled my mind, along with any reservation I might have had about this because she was my daughter. I was half-crazed by the idea of watching Mason fuck her. It was impossible to fight the need pulsing through my veins for her now. Right or wrong, I didn’t give a shit anymore.

“We should work together, don’t you think?” Mason suggested. “We can make this the best damn vacation that Poppy’s ever had.”

Yes.I was stuck in this cabin with her and Mason for a few more days, and I suddenly couldn’t think of anything I’d rather do than fuck her with him on every surface of this place.

I studied Mason for a long moment as I thought about his offer and it all clicked into place for me. All these years, I thought I was pissed with Mason for sleeping with my girlfriend and ex-wife. Every time I imagined him with either of those women, I felt a hollow ache in my chest that I hated so much, I covered it up with anger.

Now, I knew I wasn’t really upset that he fucked them. I was jealous because I felt left out. I wanted to be involved, to watch and participate. It was what I wanted all along, I was just too stubborn to realize it. Accepting that it was what I wanted came easily once the thought entered my mind.

I smiled at Mason for the first time in several long years. “What’s the plan?”

Chapter13

Poppy

Iwas a mess. What was wrong with me? I had to be some kind of sick, twisted person to have these feelings inside of me.

I was so horny I could scream, and the worst part was I ached to be filled by the two men who I absolutely shouldn’t have wanted to fuck.Ever.My dad and stepdad. Was it even possible to find two people more off-limits to me?

I thought about Mason sneaking into my room last night and shuddered.

God, we’ve already crossed a massive line. Although, I wasn’t the one that initiated it. I did not even agree to it. He was the one who came in here and put his hands on me.

But you liked it.

Imorethan liked it. Did that make me a freak? The man was married to my mother. He undoubtedly slept with her regularly. That fact should’ve disgusted me, but when I looked at his hot body, I didn’t really care. After what happened last night, I craved his cock, no matter who he’d sunk it into.

Then, there was my dad. I had to be out of my mind to grow wet between my legs at the thought of that kiss. It was short, but so damn powerful I felt like it would be impossible to be near him without throwing myself at the man.

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