Beast
Fuck.
I slammed my hands down on the steering wheel, only pulling my strength at the last minute, it wouldn’t do to damage the car and have to go back up there and ask to use the phone to call for a ride.
No, the best thing for me to do was to get the hell away from here and forget I had ever seen the beautiful grown up daughter of my friend. Forget the delicious way her skin smelt , and I should never think of again the way her lips felt on mine.
Definitely shouldn’t think of that.
“I’ll still be imagining it’s your hands between my legs tonight.” Her parting words before she closed the door in my face.
Groaning again I slammed my forehead against the steering wheel.
“Me too.” I said it around clenched teeth as he words echoed in my head. “Me f*****g too.”
But I couldn’t. She was out of bounds. And even thinking of her in that way was wrong. It didn’t matter that she wanted me. No… no that didn’t matter at all. Or that she was a grown ass woman with her own needs and desires. I should not be thinking of her like… my eyes wandered upwards as a window was illuminated in soft orange tinted light.
And all rational thought left me as I stared up at her figure , her long hair free down her back as she shimmied out of the little black dress I had been dying to explore underneath.
The air in my lungs left in a whoosh as she stepped out of it , her back to me but it didn’t matter that I couldn’t see her front.
I could imagine it. And seeing her small round ass was enough for one night anyway.
My c**k twitched in my trousers.
How easy would it be to go back up there? Pound on her door until she opened it and push her back with my hand around her throat? Freeing my c**k as we went.
Would she like that?
Would my utter dominance turn her on? She had liked it at the club my hand around her neck I could smell her insta lust. She liked an alpha taking charge of her , which wasn’t surprising seeing as who’s daughter she was.
Yeah if I went up there I wouldn’t just dominate her, I would possess her. And things would become even more awkward than they already were.
Shaking my head, I fished out my phone. Scrolling through until I found her name. I shouldn’t have demanded her number back in the club.
“I just want it to make sure if you ever need anything…” That had been my excuse and looking back I could see how stupid it was. If she needed me she would need my phone number.
As I stared at her name , I hesitated with my fingers hovering .
You need to close your curtains.
There that was simple enough. Just an old family friend trying to look out for a woman he had known since she was a child.
Innocent.
Was it f**k.
Why?
Her answer came through almost instantly. And my fingers had already opened the message before it had even pinged.
Groaning I typed out my reply, fingers flying over the keypad.
Everyone can see you Liv.
I glanced up at her window. Praying she would at least be covered before she pulled the drapes shut. But no the window remained illuminated. Like my own private glimpse into heaven. Although my angel was no where in sight.
You’re the only one out there. The only one looking.
God she was going to kill me.
I couldn’t stay here any longer. Had to leave before I did something stupid like taking one of my closest friends daughter and making her scream my name.
Starting the car I pulled away from the curb. Driving fast,I barely saw the road about me. My head was full of her.
My phone pinged again as I let my self into my own home. And still I didn’t look at it. I already knew it would be from her.
It wasn’t until I had showered, desperately trying to get the smell of her skin off my own that I finally picked it up.
It wasn’t a text though.
It was a picture.
A selfie to be exact.
This woman was evil.
Cock swelling almost painfully I stared at it.
She was laying on what was obviously her bed, her hair spread out on the pillows. Her cat like eyes were hooded, lips half parted.
The tiniest hint of a pink n****e could be seen peeking out from beneath a black lace bra.
God.
I tossed the phone away like it had burnt me.
Evil evil woman.
Scrambling to pick it up again. My eyes taking in every inch of her body that I could see. It was an almost innocent picture, nothing overly on show and yet it was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
That damn n****e slip.
Those half closed eyes and parted lips. Was she touching herself when she had sent me this? Like I was touching myself.
Fisting my straining c**k I rubbed myself up and down. My eyes never leaving the picture of her face on the small screen.
Fuck.
I wanted to be inside her. And that was one thing I could never let happen.
Exploding over my own stomach I groaned. How would it feel with her p***y gripping me tight?
I shook the thought away.
I couldn’t let myself think like that. This attraction couldn’t go any further.
I needed to delete her number, delete her picture. And let her get on with her life. Find an alpha or two , as was the Sirens custom for alphas and live her apple pie life.
That life wasn’t for me.
But I didn’t do any of that.
I just came so hard looking at your picture.
I hit sent before I could even think about it.
What the hell was I doing?