Kat is on her knees under the desk, her pretty pink lips stretched thin as she attempts to swallow every inch of my father. There’s just a hint of tears gathering in her eyes, and I can imagine the sounds she’s making. As if that’s not enough, she appears to be wearing a dress.
I toss the phone back to him with a grumble. “That’s unfair. I worked all night only to come home and find not only her gone but also get teased by my father… What even is my life?” I collapse back onto the couch, tossing my arm over my eyes as exhaustion creeps up on me.
“Don’t be such a baby.” I flip Alex off, leaving my arm over my eyes. I hear him moving, and I know he’s grabbed his laptop when I hear the click of keys. Time for a nap, I guess; it’s not like I have anything better to do now.
Oliver has Addy and Ruby outside, and while I could join them, I’m not sure I have the energy right now. Yeah, a little nap will help pass the time and keep me from being dead on my feet all day.
I’m right there, seconds from sleep, relaxed and calm before I hear it. It’s just enough to pull me back, a sound I would know and crave anywhere.
I bolt upright and look around, but still it’s only Alex and me; his laptop sits on his knees, and whatever's on the screen has his full, undivided attention.
He reaches for the glass of whiskey that sits on the table beside him and tips it all back in one shot. Instead of putting the glass down, he holds it in his hand, resting it against the arm of his chair as his knuckles turn white.
“Fucking asshole,” he mutters, his eyes still glued to the screen, his pupils steadily growing wider by the second.
Well, that’s unusual.
I push to stand, moving around the table to see what I’m missing when his phone vibrates against the wooden table it still rests on.
Thanks for the present, brother. Enjoy the show.
Everything clicks, and I damn near trip over myself as I rush to stand behind Alex and get my eyes on his laptop.
He snaps it closed just as I reach him, and I get the briefest glimpse of Kat on her knees under his desk.
Fuck.
That’s all it took. I’m harder than steel and damn desperate to see more.
“What are you doing?” I heave a sigh of equal parts annoyance and arousal.
Weird combination, but I don’t hate it.
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he pushes to stand, tucking his laptop under his arm before adjusting himself and moving toward his office door.
I move to follow him, and he doesn’t say anything against it, so at least there’s that. Not that it would matter; he doesn’t get to keep this kind of thing to himself.
He moves to his desk and flicks on the TV as I stand watching, confused as fuck.
“Well, close the door. The last thing we need is little ears or eyes seeing and hearing what we're about to watch.”
Ah, that makes sense.
I scramble to close the door and turn one of his chairs to face the TV. It doesn’t get much use, if any, but this one time will make it worth it. I hear him plug in the laptop and watch, so excited I can hardly contain myself as the picture flicks to life on all fifty inches in front of me.
My eyes devour the sight of her, watching how she reacts, my cock weeping, begging to be freed, but I’m transfixed, damn near drooling.
He isn’t even fucking her yet. He’s got her so on edge she’s shaking, and all of that is only from two fingers buried in her sweet little cunt.
“I don’t know if I’m annoyed that I dressed her and sent her off to be fucked, or I’m excited to watch her take the punishment for it.”
Dad’s got a thing for anything over the knee—boots, socks, you name it; he likes it. Something Alex is very aware of and apparently had no issue taking full advantage of.
“Both,” I say, my voice coming out in a strangled husky whisper as my eyes remain glued to the screen.
I hear the unmistakable sound of his zipper and kick myself for not having done that already as well.
There’s no sound, sadly, but I’ve always had a good imagination, and I swear I can hear her soft moans and gasps as he pushes her to her limit. Kat’s eyes screw shut, her jaw slack in a way that has me wishing I was there to fill it for her.
