Page 10 of Her Fiance’s Father

“What’s wrong?”

She draws a deep breath. I can practically see her mind working, processing what to say next.

“It’s just…I was just wondering if it was really my fault that Kyle cheated on me, and now you’re here spending all this money on me—”

“Don’t be silly,” I interrupt. “Katie, if I was with you…I’d never even look at another woman.”

Her eyes widen more. Just when I thought she could not get more beautiful.

I’m this close to admitting it. My feelings for her. How badly I want her.

“Robert—”

And then my hunger takes over. I can’t hold back anymore.

Without hesitating, I lean in and capture her lips with mine. The sensation floods through me like a blazing hot wave. She moans into my mouth as I slide my hand greedily up her shirt. I knead the flesh of her left breast.

Fuck, it’s even plumper than I anticipated.

Her tongue tastes delicious—like ripe raspberries. And she mewls like a kitten as I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. It’s already hard from excitement. Not as hard as my cock, though.

My other hand slides up her shirt and takes hold of her right breast. Goddamn. Flawless. I’m practically coming in my pants just holding them. Shifting my weight, I grind my hard cock into her ass. Another tiny moan drips from her mouth into mine. If she didn’t feel it before, she sure as hell feels it now.

Her chest rises and falls as we kiss. As my hips rock against hers. We move like we’re grinding together on the dance floor, her big tits straining against my fingers, her hard nipples begging to break free.

If she isn’t the epitome of male desire, I don’t know who is.

I need to claim her, breed her, keep her, protect her forever. I’m already cursing myself for ever agreeing to the arranged marriage between her and my son. What in God’s name was I thinking? No matter. I’ll just have to spend the rest of my life making things right.

I feel something against my cock. Wet fabric. She’s primed and ready to go. Ready to take me in that tight, teenage pussy. I tighten one hand on her breast and slide the other up to her throat, gripping her with just the slightest amount of force.

My lust is turning aggressive. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold out. Christ, I feel like a damn high school kid, sneaking off for a hookup session in the back of his parents’ car.

My hand moves on its own, down her flat belly to the hem of her shorts, just like I imagined. I tug it down, taking the cotton of her tiny panties with it. The skin of her pussy mound is bare, soft, and a shade of pink that must have been created for me. I’m salivating as I look down at her tiny slit, teasing me with its perfection.

But just as I reach down with my middle finger, Katie stops me. She grips my wrist with her hand, a look of something like panic crossing her face.

“Robert,” she says, her voice strained. “I–I’ve never done this before.”

My eyes narrow. “I know. You never did anything with Kyle, and that’s why he’s mad—”

“No.” She shakes her head, the red on her cheeks deepening. “I mean, I’ve never done this before. Ever.”

I grind my molars as I examine her face. “You mean…with anybody?”

It takes her a minute, but she slowly nods. Clearly embarrassed, she tries to look away. But I don’t let her. I take her by the chin and keep her eyes on mine.

Everything seems to sparkle as I stare at her beauty. “You just keep getting better and better.”

Katie gasps, shocked. “What? You mean…you like that?”

I nod hungrily, more ravenous than ever. “You’re goddamn right I do.”

“I thought men liked…experience?”

Her eyes are so adorable. I’m going to need to take up photography so I can document these expressions.

Leaning closer, I lower my voice so it’s almost a whisper. “Katie.” I brush my middle finger over her bare lips, teasing her pussy, causing her to gasp and clutch my shoulders. “I get to be the man to claim you. To make you mine. You know what that makes me?”