Page 13 of One Night

My panties are soaked. “You do?”

“I do.”

“What do you think?” Clearly, I know what he thinks, but I need to hear it. I need to hear his gruff voice whisper filthy things in my ear.

He brushes my hair back away from my face and leans his forehead against mine. “I shouldn’t tell you all the things I think. If I do, you’ll want to leave. Hell, you probably shouldn’t be here, anyway. Clearly, I can’t control myself.”

“I want to be here,” I murmur as I tug at his boxers. “I think about you too.”

“What do you think?”

My eyes meet his. “I asked you first.”

A low growl emanates from his throat as he wets his lips and leans into my ear. “Oh, honey, I think about all kinds of things. Your soft hair in my hands, your pretty smile, what you’d look like on your knees, my cock sliding into your throat. My thoughts are all over the fuckin’ place. Your turn.” His lips meet mine gently, then deeper until our tongues are twisting together and he’s groaning into my mouth.

“I, ugh,” I take a breath, “I wonder what your hands would feel like on my skin, which tractor you’d bend me over first, what your cock would feel like spreading me wide.”

Oh my God, I’ve never talked this dirty in my life! What am I saying? Why am I saying it to my father’s best friend?

My cheeks heat and a wave of dizziness washes over me.

“Jesus,” he growls into my mouth, kissing me deep and hard before pulling away with a less satisfying growl. This one is angry. “What the fuck am I doing?We can’t do this. You’re twenty years younger than me. I just hired you for employment, and Ellie needs you. I’m complicating this. Not to mention your dad…”

“Why does this need to be complicated?” I hop down off the table, my nude body on display like I’ve never had an insecurity in my life, and Lord knows that isn’t true. “This doesn’t have to be forever, Colton. There’s no contract to sign. We don’t have to tell my father, and we don’t have to make this more complicated than it needs to be. Just one night, you and me. We can forget about everyone else, and just let this happen.”

“That won’t work, honey.” He steps toward me, his hand weaving into my hair as he presses my bare chest against him. “I can’t take you once and not want you again and again. It’s impossible.”

“Can you really walk away from tonight and not regret it?”

Silence ensues as he studies my face, looking over me as though he’s weighing out the level of pain this is about to cause.

Without warning, he crashes against my lips and lifts me back up onto the dining room table with a growl. “If I only get you for one night, I need you to promise you’ll be a good girl and do what I say.”

My heart slams against my chest with anticipation. “Okay, but you have to promise me this is really a one-night thing. We can’t do this ever again.”

He sweeps his hand down over my face. “I can’t promise that.” His lips land on my neck and he kisses me over and over. “How could I? You’re here every day. You’re taking care of us. You’re… I need you.”

“One night, Colton. It’s all we’ve got. Can we agree or should I leave?” I don’t know if I have the power to leave, but pretending like I do makes me feel like a better person. Like somehow, if I only fuck my dad’s best friend one night, I’m not as bad as I could be.

“One night at a time,” he groans licking each nipple gently. “I’ll take you one night at a time.”

Chapter Six

Colton

If someone had told me that today would end with Nora on the kitchen table naked, I’d never have believed it. Yet here we are, both of us nude, pressed against each other heaving while a carton of cookie dough ice cream melts behind us.

The only thing I can’t get behind is the concept of this being a single night event. How could I ever give this up? How could I live in a world where I have this perfect, sweet, little honey pot within reach and not claim her as my own?

Her hands move wildly all over my body as she pants, “I need you, Colton.”

Jesus.I shouldn’t do this. I know I shouldn’t do this. She’s my buddy’s daughter. She’s too damn young for me. She’s sweet, soft, and fuck… “Get on your knees for me, honey. I need you to suck my cock.”

It’s a fantasy I’ve had for years. Her full lips on the tip of my dick before I slide deep into her throat.

Fuck!

She hops down off the table and slides onto her knees, staring up at me with big warm eyes that fill me up in ways I’ve never been filled.

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