Page 30 of Stuffing His Stocking

“I’ll take you to your place, but then you’re coming over to mine,” I declare.

Liv’s head whips to the side when she looks at me. “What do you mean?”

“I can’t spend the night away from you. Not after having you writhing and moaning my name every night for almost two weeks.”

She blushes prettily.

“Come home with me,” I urge.

She chews on the corner of her lip while she thinks, making her look adorable. “How about you drop me off—” I immediately disapprove of her suggestion with a grunt. “Jeez, grumpy, let me finish.” She giggles as I pout. “How about you drop me off so I can unpack and get a few things together? Then I’ll come over around seven? And if you’re a good boy, I might even stay the night.” She gives me a sassy smirk.

“I’m always good, baby. Just you wait and see.” I lift our joined hands to my lips and plant a loud kiss to the back of her hand.

As we pull up to her building, I park out front, then help her with her suitcase in the trunk. Standing on the sidewalk, I lean down to kiss her goodbye. It’s soft and sweet, but leaves me wanting more.

“You’re not gonna walk me to my door?” She blinks at me with raised eyebrows.

“Any other time, you know I would. But if I get close to your front door, I’m going inside with you and neither of us is coming out.”

“Oh! Well?—”

“Nope. You wanted some time to get your things together, so now you have it.”

“You’re no fun.” Liv sulks.

I grip her by the waist and roughly tug her body against mine. “I promise you all the fun when you get to my place. A whole fucking night of it.”

She melts into me and I press my lips against hers. Our kiss is long and slow, but soon turns heated and my cock begins to harden.

“You better go before I follow you in there.”

She smiles at me with a dreamy expression on her face. “Okay. I’ll see you soon though.” One more peck on the lips. Then she turns to head inside.

I playfully swat her plump ass before I watch her walk away, her curves accentuated by her tight jeans. That’s a sight that I’ll never get tired of.

After draggingmy suitcase into my room and taking a quick shower, I start prepping dinner. My mind races with thoughts of Liv and getting her naked body in my bed. With the chicken marinating, I’m about to put the asparagus in the oven when my phone rings and a smile instantly spreads across my face.

“Hey, beautiful.” My tone is low and sensual when I answer the call without even bothering to look at the screen. But instead of Liv’s voice on the other end of the line, it’s my father’s stern reprimand that greets me.

“Dylan,” he begins coldly. “Care to explain why you’re making headlines?”

My stomach drops as his words slice through me like ice. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, son,” he snaps. “I’ve only ever asked one thing of you.Don’t ruin my reputation. And now this?”

Frustration builds as I try to understand what he’s accusing me of. “Honestly, Dad, I have no idea what you’re talking about. I haven’t done anything wrong.”

“Check your texts,” he growls. “I can’t believe you’d do something like this. And with her, of all people.”

Confused and annoyed, I check my messages and click on the link he’s sent. The headline hits me like a punch to the gut.

Billionaire Tech Heir is Dating His Sister.

“It’s not what you think.” My throat is tight while I try to explain. “Liv and I are dating, yes, but she’snotmy sister. She never was.”

“Do you have any idea how this looks?” he shouts. “This could ruin everything I’ve built!” His words sting, reminding me once again that his business and his reputation will always come before me.

“Is that all you care about? Your precious image?”

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