Page 11 of Claimed by my Bestie's Dad

“Well, you’re right. I did already apologize, but I also wanted to make it up to you.”

She frowns, clearly unsure of what I mean. “Make it up to me how?”

I lean in slightly, resting my hand lightly on her thigh. “I’m not a man who likes to leave things unresolved. And there’s something between us that I think we should explore. No strings, no commitments. Just…a connection.”

Her breath hitches, and I can see the internal battle playing out on her face. She’s tempted, but she’s also wary. We don’t make sense. Even I know that. I don’t blame her. I’m much older than her, and let’s not even think about taking Aurora into consideration. But that doesn’t mean I can’t offer something real, something fun, something that Madison might not have experienced before.

“Ethan…” she begins, but I don’t let her finish.

I close the distance between us, leaning in until my lipsare just a breath away from hers. I can feel the heat from her skin. It’s burning against my hand on her thigh. It’s radiating off her. “Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll walk out that door right now. But…if you do want this… If you want to see what I can make you feel, then I’ll make love to you slowly and sensually. I’ll make you come, and I’ll make you call out my name.”

She hesitates, and I can tell she’s really struggling with how to answer me. I gently squeeze her thigh, urging her to answer soon. My cock is already hard just from being this close to her, and it’s going to be verydifficultto walk back out through that door. I will, though. All she has to do is shake her head.

There’s something about Madison that gets under my skin, that makes me want to see how far I can push her, how much she can take before she pushes back.

But before she can respond, Samson barks, snapping us both out of the moment.

She pulls back, blinking as if coming to her senses. “Ethan, I…”

I straighten up, giving her the space she needs. I’m not going to force her into anything. But I’m also not going to pretend that I don’t want this, that I don’t want her. I adjust my pants just slightly, drawing her attention to my groin area so she can see what she’s rejecting if she chooses to reject me.

She looks up at me, her expression conflicted. “I don’t know if this is a good idea.”

“Maybe not, but the best things in life usually aren’t.”

She bites her lip, clearly torn. “I’m not looking for anything serious, especially not with…”

“No, nothing serious. Serious is boring. I’m not offering serious, just…something fun. Something that feels good.”

She hesitates for a moment longer, then finally nods. “Okay.”

I smile, sliding my hand further up her thigh until I’ve reached the place where her panties are. “Then, let’s see what can happen between us.”

6

MADISON

I can’t believeI’ve agreed to this. What the hell am Idoing?

Thoughts are racing through my head as Ethan guides me back toward the bedroom like this ishishouse.

A tiny, tiny part of me wants to pull back, to yank my hand from his grip and tell him that neither one of us is thinking straight. But it’s a tiny part, and the rest of me wants to see what Ethan can make me feel.

As soon as we are through the bedroom, Ethan pulls me close. All I can smell is the minty aroma of his breath and something deeper, like pine, that must be his cologne. We are close enough to be hugging, but there’s still a maddening inch between us.

Ethan bends forward and positions his lips right by my ear. “You can tell me to stop at any time, do you hear me? You’re in charge here.”

Before I have a chance to respond or to think about what he’s saying, Ethan tilts my chin toward his and starts kissing me. It’s a blend of warmth and softness, but as he continuesto kiss me, he presses my body against his, and a sense of urgency is added.

I can feel his cock pressing into my belly, and he’shard. Already.

Then, Ethan pushes his tongue between my lips, and there’s a new layer of sensation. His tongue is smooth and wet, and it sends tingles of desire through me. I want to feel his tongue onotherparts of my body.

Even though Ethan insists I’m in charge, I feel like I’m barely holding on as he kisses me. Then, his hands start to find their place on my body. He slides them around to my back, pulling me even harder against him.

I can’t breathe. I can’t kiss. I just start groaning.

I pull back slightly, trying to catch my breath. “I didn’t know I could want someone so much,” I whisper in a low voice.

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