2. Kate
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KATE
I wake up, my heart pounding in my chest as the memories of last night’s dinner flood my mind. Seeing Tommy again after our one-night stand back in May sends a shockwave through my body, stirring up a blend of desire and panic. The internal conflict rages inside me, my attraction to him battling against the complications his presence brings.
All night, I struggled to resist the temptation of sneaking into his guest room, keenly aware of the intense chemistry that still lingers. I’m determined to maintain a semblance of control despite the magnetic pull I feel toward him. My thoughts race with anxiety about facing him at breakfast. As I get dressed for the day, I choose an outfit and fix my hair in an attempt to appear composed and unaffected by his presence.
Who am I kidding? I’m ready to pounce on that man as soon as I see him.
Taking a deep breath, I enter the kitchen and I’m immersed in a scene where Tommy and Dad are laughing together. The warmth and camaraderie between the two men create a stark contrast to the tension I feel within myself. My attention is captured by Tommy’s assertive presence as he stands at the stove cooking breakfast. He exudes charm and authority—somehow effortless and subtle—even in this domestic setting, making it impossible for me not to want him.
“Good morning, sweet pea. Tommy insisted on cooking for us,” Dad says with pride evident in his tone.
My curiosity piqued, I allow my eyes to linger on Tommy as I take in the small details that intrigue me: the way he flips pancakes with practiced ease, the concentration in his brow as he prepares bacon, careful not to burn it. This moment, showcasing Tommy’s respect and admiration of my dad allows me to deepen my understanding of his character.
“Morning, Kate,” he greets me, his voice warm and inviting. “I hope you’re hungry. I’m starving.” I don’t know if he intended the dual meaning, but I don’t miss the glint in his eyes when he looks me over as I move farther into the kitchen.
“It smells delicious.” I attempt to keep my tone steady.
As the conversation continues around me, I remain captivated by our houseguest. We’re under my dad’s roof, for Christ’s sake. I can’t throw myself at his best friend. Well, at least not again, because all bets were off in Miami. Why does he have to be so sexy and charming? Forget that he’s a billionaire, he’s the kind of man every woman dreams of, and I’m no different.
As I take a seat at the marble-top island, I can feel my pulse rate increasing. A thrill stirs in my stomach with every stolen glance and innocent touch. If I don’t have him again soon, I think I might combust.
“I hope you’re ready for some of my famous pancakes,” Tommy teases, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I’d love a taste,” I reply, stifling a grin.
That’s when I notice his physical reaction to my presence and I hide my giggle with my napkin. His lengthening cock is unmistakable beneath the thin fabric of his navy-blue sleep pants. He catches the blush on my cheeks and raises a single eyebrow. It’s a subtle warning, a reminder that we’re walking a dangerous line while my dad sits next to me at the counter.
“Here you go, honey.” Tommy sets a plate piled high with pancakes and bacon in front of me, and a warmth spreads through me at his attentiveness and care. His fingers brush along mine, and my nipples harden beneath my shirt. He notices too, and the tip of his tongue darts out to wet his lips.
“Breakfast looks fantastic. Thanks for cooking,” Dad exclaims, unaware of the undercurrents swirling around his own kitchen. Then his cell phone rings, and he glances at the screen. “Sorry, I need to take this.” He excuses himself and steps into another room.
I’m left alone with his friend as the air thickens with the weight of our shared desire, finding it difficult to breathe as wetness pools between my thighs. An intense moment of privacy hangs heavily with unspoken words and emotions.
“You’re very good at what you do. In the kitchen, I mean.”
“I’m good anywhere, baby. I’m especially good at pleasing you.” His seductive tone is barely above a whisper. My heart skips a beat, and I can feel my cheeks flushing as I meet his intense gaze. In this moment, it’s as if the rest of the world has fallen away, leaving only Tommy, me, and the bad choices we’re about to make.
I let out a low, exaggerated moan as I take the first bite of my pancakes, savoring the sweet, vanilla flavor. My gaze flicks to his, while he watches me with a mixture of amusement and caution.
“So good,” I purr, testing his resolve. A wicked grin spreads across my face—I’m enjoying this game far too much.
“Behave, Kate,” he says while leaning in close. “Or I might have to spank that pretty pussy of yours.”
I almost choke at his salacious suggestion, but before I can respond, Dad reenters the kitchen with his brow wrinkled and his lips pinched into a tight line.
“I just got off the phone with my Site Manager in Nashville. This is our first build out there,” he explains, rubbing the back of his neck. “Evidently, we had a surprise inspection and they’re claiming we’ve got some serious safety issues. I need to fly out for a few days to deal with it.”
“Ah, that’s too bad,” Tommy replies. “In that case, I should head back to the city today. We can catch up another time.”
“No, stay.” Dad shakes his head. “This is your first time meeting Katie Jane. You guys should get to know each other. You’re like family to me.” Well, that just hit me in the chest with a stab of guilt. “Besides, I’d worry a hell of a lot less if you stayed and kept my little girl safe. At least until I get back.” He glances at me, concern etched on his face. “I don’t want Katie Jane to be alone.”
“Seriously, Dad?” I roll my eyes. “I’m not a child. I can handle being on my own for a few days.”
“Come on, it’ll make your old man feel better.” Then Dad turns to Tommy and adds, “You two will get along great. You already have something in common—you both live in the same city.”
“Wait, you’re in New York too?” Tommy asks, surprise evident in his voice.
“Moved out there for college and decided to stay. I love it there,” I confirm, already dreaming of the possibilities that could arise from this newfound information.
“I might love it even more now.” A thoughtful expression crosses his face.
“Great! It’s all settled.” Dad claps his hands together. “You guys enjoy your breakfast. I’m sure you’ll come up with some fun things to do while I’m gone. Shouldn’t be more than three or four days, tops, but I’ll get back here as soon as I can.”
“Take your time, Dad. We’ll be fine.” I glance at Tommy, who shoots me a warning look that I ignore.
Dad wraps me up in a hug and kisses me on the top of my head. “Be a good girl while I’m away. And show Tommy a good time. He comes to Chicago for business, but never has time for fun. You’ll help him with that, won’t you?”
“Oh, don’t you worry. I’m sure we’ll have plenty of fun.” Pretty sure I’ve just earned myself the spanking Tommy warned me about, but I know it’ll be worth it.
Dad leaves the room to pack, and I feel the weight of our solitude in the kitchen. The silence crackles with tension, a testament to the desires we both harbor. “So,” I say, sashaying over to Tommy with a sinful smile. “Care for a dip in the pool?”
He hesitates, his moral compass warring with his attraction to me. “Kate, I’m not sure we should?—”
“Relax,” I interrupt, placing a reassuring hand on his forearm. “It’s just a little swim. I promise I’ll be good.” I bat my eyes at him while I mimic marking an “X” over my heart with my index finger. We both know it’s a lie, but I’m curious how long we’ll keep up this charade.
After a moment, Tommy relents with a nod of his head. “Alright. Just a swim.”
“The pool is downstairs.” I point to a door behind him that leads to the entertainment area of the house, including the pool and sundeck. “There are extra swim suits in the changing room. I’ll meet you there in ten.” The need to kiss him is strong, but I have to wait until my dad is out of the house. He’d kill us both if he caught us.
Fifteen minutes later, Dad is out the door and headed to the airport. Excitement courses through me as I race out of my room, wearing the skimpiest string bikini I own. I can tell Tommy needs a little nudge in the right direction, so hopefully this raspberry pink swimsuit will do the trick.
When I step onto the pool deck, my gaze hones in on his tall, muscular frame and smooth, tanned skin. He’s even sexier than I remember and my core clenches at the sight of him.
“Hey,” I call out, my voice laced with playful seduction as I approach Tommy.
He pivots in my direction and his mouth drops open, appreciation obvious in his dark eyes. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
“We’re all alone for at least three days. Whatever will you do with me?” I taunt with feigned innocence.
“You’re a temptress, you know that?” He glides the tip of his finger down the center of my chest. “And I’m a weak man, honey.” The hint of danger in his voice sends a delicious thrill down my spine.
“Think you can catch me?” I rise onto the tips of my toes and give him a quick peck before diving into the pool. The crisp water is refreshing and much needed to cool down my heated body.
When I swim to the surface, Tommy’s already there, shaking his wet hair out of his face with a flick of his head. He wraps me in his arms and presses his body against mine, rubbing his massive cock along my lower belly.
I gasp, looking into his intense eyes, now clouded with passion. “Please... I want you so badly.”
“God, Kate,” he growls in response, all traces of his restraint having disappeared. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Our lips crash together, a collision of fire meeting gasoline. The world around us fades away as we lose ourselves in each other’s touch, our bodies moving together in a primal dance of need and lust. There’s nothing but the taste of him on my tongue, the feel of his hands on my skin, and the deep connection that threatens to burn us both.
His deft fingers remove my bikini bottoms and toss them onto the deck with a wet plop before shoving his swim shorts down his strong thighs. He lifts my legs onto his arms, the backs of my knees resting in the crooks of his elbows. His cock nudges at my entrance and I hold my breath with anticipation, waiting for the delicious burn when he fills me up. Then, with a powerful thrust, he slams inside me and forces the air from my lungs in a loud moan.
“Daddy missed you, baby. I thought I’d never have you again,” he whispers into my neck as I hold on tight while he fucks me.
We cling to one another, the line between right and wrong blurring as we explore every inch of each other’s bodies. Our moans mix with the sounds of the water splashing around us, each thrust sending waves rippling outward. The urgency grows, fueled by the knowledge that we need to make the most of these next few days.
I surrender myself to him, to the passion that seizes us. “Harder, Daddy. Make me come,” I beg, meeting his every thrust.
He turns us around and walks us to the side of the pool, pressing me against the cool tiles. “You need more, baby? I’ll give you more,” he groans, then takes my mouth in a searing kiss. Holding me up with my thighs spread wide, Tommy commands, “Play your clit for Daddy. I need to feel your cunt squeezing around me while I fill you with my cum.” He has no idea what his words do to me as I hurry to comply with his wishes.
We move together, teetering on the edge of ecstasy, before plummeting over the precipice, our cries echoing through the summer air as we shatter into a thousand glittering shards of euphoric bliss.
“I can’t stay away from you, Kate,” he admits while his dick twitches inside me with every spurt of cum he releases.
“I don’t want you to, Daddy. I’m all yours.”
As our breathing slows and our heartbeats return to normal, we remain entwined, unwilling to break the spell that has woven itself around us. In the late-morning light, with the sun beaming down on our forbidden rendezvous, it feels as if anything is possible. Like everything in my life is just as it should be.
“Tommy. Promise me?—”
“We’ll figure it out, baby,” he murmurs back, his gaze a mixture of lust and uncertainty.
His cock is still inside me when he kisses me deeply, and we give ourselves over to the passion that has reignited. The days ahead will be filled with secrets, stolen moments, and the undeniable truth that our lives have been irrevocably changed by the connection we share.