Page 14 of Primal God

From my viewpoint in the kitchen, I could see her head fall back in pleasure, but she was too quiet. If I had been the one there, she would have been making sounds, unable to control herself. Because I would demand it, and she would listen.

“Yes, Daddy.”

The two words she threw in my face, not knowing how close she was to sending me over the edge.

“Fuck,” I hiss. “That’s right, little girl. I’m your Daddy.”

My balls ache as my release builds.

I shouldn’t want her, but, fuck, I do.

I want to ruin her the same way she ruins me by tempting me.

I work myself harder. Pleasure coils deep in my stomach, making it hard to think.

I fantasize about the way her black dress hiked up when she bent over, pulling out the cutting board. I remember how hard it was seeing her bare thigh as we drove. How the urge to slide my hand up her dress had me gripping the steering wheel with an ironclad grip just so I didn’t reach over.

Her sweet face dances across my mind as I come in my hand.

“Fuck,” I exhale, leaning back, spent from my release.

I know João is upset that she broke up with him, but this is for the best. For everyone.

4

15 MONTHS AGO

Lilith

My feet ache as I walk to my next table, a smile on my face. Working a double was a bad idea, especially since I have an early shift at the coffee shop in the morning, but I couldn’t say no to my boss. Not when she mentioned there was a conference at the hotel, which means my tips will be better than usual. I need the money, so here I am.

“Hi, I’m Lili and I’ll be taking care of you tonight.”

There are four men at the table, but only one of them has my breath catching in my throat. Dimitri Santos. Albeit a very drunk Dimitri Santos…but still.

The man across from Dr. Santos says, “Do you have any greasy food? Our friend here needs to sober up. He has a presentation in the morning, but he went a little too hard at the free bar.”

I think back to what my manager said about the convention at the hotel.Something for doctors, she said. But if Dr. Santos is here, then it must be for orthopedic surgeons.

I nod to the man. “I’d recommend the nachos or the burger. Both are great.”

“We’ll take four burgers then.”

My gaze goes to Dimitri, who’s staring off into space. How is it possible that he’s gotten even more attractive? The thought has me spinning, heading to the kitchen with their order. That is a distraction I don’t need tonight, so I stop my coworker and friend, Cecely.

“Hey girl, can you do me a huge favor?”

“What’s up?”

“Can you take table thirteen for me?”

Cecely looks past me, her eyes widening. “And you don’t want to serve the ridiculously hot men because…”

“Because the one on the right that is wasted is an ex’s dad.”

“Yeah, sure. I’ll take the table.”

“You’re the best.”

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