Page 8 of Her Older Single Dad

“But what about…?” Her voice drifts off like she’s not sure how to end the question.

“He was obviously there last night to either harass you, convince you to join some kind of multi-level scheme, or both.”

“But you left with him,” she says, still sounding confused.

“I wanted to find out what he was up to and let you and your friends get back to your evening. I expected I’d be able to tell you about the rest of my conversation with him at breakfast this morning, only…” I give her a meaningful look.

She blushes. “I left.”

“And now, you’re coming back.” I pull her closer, so our bodies rest against each other from chest to toes. The feel of her curves against me have fire rushing through my veins and settling in my cock. I need to fill her. Claim her. But first, I need to finish this conversation.

“But what did he say about me?”

“Nothing worth repeating. But enough to dig himself a tidy little hole.”

Piper’s eyes meet mine with a question clear in her gaze.

“I may or may not have called a friend of mine in the IRS. He’s clearly the one with bigger financial issues. And if he didn’t have them before, he does now.” I grin. I don’t care if it’s petty. The asshole hurt my woman.

“You have nothing to worry about,” I reassure her. “You know that, right? You are everything I’ve wanted for Bella and me. I don’t care about how much money or ambition you have. I’ve got that covered.

“What you have is something that can’t be bought. You have a caring and effervescence to you that brings joy to every life you touch. Bella is so much happier since you’ve joined our little family. And so am I.”

“Family?” she chokes out, her eyes searching mine. Something about when our eyes meet makes me want her more than anything. It’s like all the light and life in her shoots through my spine and makes me want to be a better man.

And it makes me want to pleasure her until she’s glowing, not just from my words, but from the way I’ve tasted every single inch of her delectable body.

“Yes, Piper. You’re our family. And in our family, we don’t let each other hurt unnecessarily. We stick together. We support each other.”

I’ve waited long enough. I lean down and press my lips to hers, revelling in their softness. Instantly, her mouth opens with a gasp. I deepen the kiss, taking advantage of her receptivity. Piper tastes just like she smells, like vanilla—sweet and luscious—and I’m instantly addicted.

Her hands slide to the back of my neck and our tongues tangle, sliding against each other until it feels like I’m going to explode.

“Come home with me, Piper,” I whisper as I drag my mouth along her jaw. “Come to my bed and let me show you how beautiful you are.”

“Bella?” Her breath stutters as my lips find a sensitive spot on her neck.

“She’s with a babysitter.” My hand convulsively grabs her ass, grinding against her even though we’re both fully clothed.

“Okay, Elijah. Take me home.”

Chapter 6

Piper

I swear, he breaks about fifteen traffic laws getting us home as quickly as possible. He doesn’t care. And his lack of control has me squirming in the heated passenger seat. Damn, the girls were right. He’s hot.

And now he’s mine. He pulls into the garage with a squeal of tires. His enthusiasm matches my own as I playfully race up the stairs. He growls and hurries behind me. Chasing me. I can’t wait to be caught.

Elijah follows me into his bedroom and locks the door behind him. I turn to find him looking at me with his arms crossed, biceps bulging, feet shoulder width apart, and heat—lots of heat—in his brown eyes.

My clothes suddenly feel tight, my skin sensitive. I’m just wearing jeans and a shirt, but I want them off.

“I’ve been wanting this since I first saw you at the park.” Elijah uncrosses his arms and prowls toward me. “Now—take off your clothes.”

I rip the shirt over my head and quickly unbutton my jeans, sliding them down my hips, until I’m standing before him in my underwear.

“Fuck, you’re even more beautiful than I imagined. Come here.” He circles behind me, and I shiver as his knuckles rub along my pantyline. The shiver turns into a full on tremble as he steps into me from behind. His large hands slide over my hips and climb up until they’re cupping my breasts.

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