Fake Daddy
UNEDITED EXCERPT/SUBJECT TO CHANGE
Extended Excerpt
Cort
Darling fucking Lavigne.
How the hell didn’t I knew she grew up? Sure, I haven’t seen her since the divorce. Haven’t checking in on her in too many damn years.
It’s been four days since I’ve seen her, and I can’t stop thinking about her and those sweet legs just begging to wrap around my head while inhale her creamy cunt.
Fuck.
I’m a dirty old man.
Eighteen years her senior and panting over her like a dirty dog. But no matter what I tell myself, I can’t fucking stop either. She’s all I think about. Last thing at night, first thing in the morning. In the damn shower when my cock grows to painful lengths and no matter how much stroking I do, it never goes down.
And now I’m taking Evan back to her salon and watch her work on my son while trying to tamp down my lust for a woman who should be untouchable. Someone I should walk away from.
The trouble is, I don’t think I’m going to be able to. There’s this pounding in my chest that is demanding I claim her. To make Darling mine.
To say fuck the age difference and all the consequences to follow because we were meant to be. These feelings are new. Claiming a woman as my own and being jealous over everyone else she encounters is foreign to me.
And yet, I can’t find that inner voice telling me to back off. That she was at one point a girl I was helping to raise. That I slept with her mother for nearly two years from the start to finish of our relationship.
“Dad, you okay?” Evan asks as he parks in front of Lavender Curls and shuts the truck off.
“Fine.” I grunt, getting out and meeting him at the front of the truck. Taking the keys when he offers them to me before following the boy inside the salon.
“Evan!” Her face lights up as she comes over to greet us. Darling’s eyes land on me briefly and I see the way she chews on her lip and her steps falter. “I’m already for you, if you want to have a seat.”
The salon is busier today which means there’s nowhere I for me to sit next to Evan and watch. “, why don’t you go grab some coffee or something.” My eyes snap up at Darling’s nickname for me and scorch into her. The blush rising on her cheeks tells me she knows what she just did and can’t tell if she regrets or if her accelerated pulse in her neck is because she’s imaging me between her thighs in the same manner as I am.
“Yeah, I’ll go grab a drink. You two want anything?” I offer while shifting so my hard dick isn’t as noticeable.
“I’ll get an Oreo Iced Capp.” Evan says. The sugar overload will keep him up all damn night.
“Peach Quencher for me.” Darling smiles at me. Letting my eyes wander down her body again, I bite back the groan as she turns her body and shows off her ass in the delectable black shorts she’s wearing. They hug her derriere perfectly, making my mouth water for a taste. The strip of skin from the high waist of the material and of her light pink shirt shows a tan that has been worked on naturally. Her long multicolored hair hangs halfway down her back in luscious waves making me want to wrap it up in my fist as I rail her from behind.
Fuck.
Turning quickly, I leave and walk down to the coffee shop at the other end of the parking lot to give myself time to cool down.