Page 3 of Thanksgiving With Dad's Best Friend

“You can help me cook any night you fancy,” I say, drawing myself out of my own daydream before I get carried away. “As I said, what’s mine is yours feel free to use anything in the refrigerator. I’ve got plenty of Thanksgiving favorites in for the occasion.”

Her eyes light up. “Have you got any pecan pie? I just love pecan pie.”

My mouth twists into a smile, my dick still rock hard in my pants. “I don’t think so…but that can be arranged. I’ve never really had it at Thanksgiving, but I’ll make sure we have some for you. I promise.”

She blushes again and I smile smugly as I lead her around the rest of the house, feeling in control and confident. I love the effect I’ve had on her already. I can tell that I put her on edge but in the best possible way. I know she’s intimidated by my presence. I want to take this feeling to the bedroom. I want to dominate her as I show her the best sex of her life.

As we walk around the house, I try not to think about sex, but it’s simply taking over my mind. It’s an overriding primal instinct, taking away all other thoughts from my mind. She has to be mine, or I don’t know what I’ll do. I try to keep those thoughts at bay as best as I can, but as I show her to her bedroom, I’m half-tempted to fuck her the second the door closes behind us.

This is making me totally irrational. It’s making me wild. It’s making me horny as fuck.

And at the center of it all, there’s her.

Lexi

His hand on my back has my spine tingling with pleasure. Just his touch his enough to have me trembling with desire. I can’t put my finger on what makes him so different from other men, but something draws me to him like a magnet. As he shows me up to my bedroom, I feel the tension between us like electricity on my skin. There’s so much unspoken chemistry between us that I almost wish he’d just make love to me right now and put me out of my misery. But at the same time, I want to savor everything I’m feeling now. I’ve never felt anything like this before, and I have no intention of letting this slip away.

The room he’s prepared for me is lovely, and his masculine scent lingers here as it does in the rest of the house. It’s clear to me that this is a bachelor pad. There’s no hint of a woman’s touch around here, and it makes me happy. It means he’s available. Even though I know I can’t have him…what would my father say, after all…it’s nice to know that there’s a possibility. Of course, he probably has no feelings toward me whatsoever. Why would a hot single man in his forties go for someone like me? But it’s enough for now to savor the way he touched me, and the intensity in his chocolate eyes when our gaze locked for the first time. Everything about him is just so enticing that being with him is like fireworks going off inside me.

“Do you think you’ll be comfortable in here? Is there anything else I can get you?” Flynn asks. His hand gently rubs my shoulder as he talks and even though it’s perfectly innocent, it feels like one of the most erotic things I’ve ever experienced. I hold my breath, feeling light-headed and almost unable to respond like a normal human being.

“I don’t think so…thanks so much for letting us stay. I know that my Dad really appreciates it. The divorce is hitting him hard.”

At the mention of my Dad, he removes his hand from my shoulder and I curse myself. Why did I mention him right now? It’s killed the mood dead. Flynn looks at me with sympathy in his dark eyes.

“I’m sure it is…and are you doing okay? I mean…they’re your parents after all.”

I blink in surprise. I wasn’t expecting him to turn the subject to me and my feelings. I clear my throat.

“Well…yeah, it hurt me too, I guess. I felt bad for Dad…it’s a horrible thing to go through. But I guess she fell in love with someone else, and the heart wants what it wants, right?”

Flynn’s eyes meet mine and there’s a glint of mischief in his gaze. “Of course. I know the feeling.”

I find my cheeks heating up for no good reason. I guess I’d better get used to feeling shy around this man. He’s got a way of bringing out a reaction from me. I don’t want to feel this way, but it’s like I said. I want what I want, and there’s not much I can do with all of these excess feelings now, but wait them out.

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