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Society likes to make it seem as though men don’t like thick, curvy women, but that’s not true. Not for me. Not one fucking bit. I like to watch my women bounce. Like to watch my fingers indent into soft flesh. I like tits that can suffocate me.
Hiding my hand behind my empty glass, I cross my fingers. Pretty fucking please sit by me.
“You want me to take a tequila shot with you, Doll?” Doll. I flatten my palms on the bar for balance. Yeah, Daddy. I want you to take a shot with me. Off me. Whatever.
“Anything else?” The man looks back at me. “Two Coronas?” “Okay, Papi,” I breathe. Wait. No. I did not just say that. My mouth snaps shut just as his opens.
Maybe it’s the way she fucking called me Papi. My blood simmers at the memory. Yeah, Baby Doll, I’ll be your Daddy.
“I’ve never met a Luther before,” I admit. I feel like I’ve heard that name in a movie as the bad guy, but who needs superheroes if this is what the villains look like?
“And you call me whatever name you want, Baby Doll. But I like it when you say Daddy.”
Watching Kendra lick the salt off her shot glass a second time might send me into cardiac arrest. But we all got to die somehow. And death by Brat is okay with me.
Using my hold on her face, I tilt her head back. And I drop my mouth to hers. Our eyes close as our lips meet. And we groan.
Fingers crossed this Rocky guy isn’t a bore.
Luther lays a hand on my dad’s shoulder with a wicked grin aimed my way. “That’s right, Kendra. I’m your daddy now too.” I gape. He. Didn’t.
“Hurry up.” My fingers are frantic over her bundle of nerves. “Hurry up and come before we get caught.” I roll my hips. “Unless you want to get caught with my cock buried in this greedy little pussy.” I shove deeper. “Then everyone will know that I’m your Daddy now.”
And my gluttonous pussy throbs. If you’re going to fuck me, then feed me, you might as well wife me.
Luther snatches it out of Dad’s hand before he can put it in his mouth. “Get your own.” Dad huffs. “Sharing is caring.” “I like you, but not a brownie amount.”
“The second problem is…” He lifts a shoulder. “I like you a brownie amount.”
My throat dries up. I feel my spine stiffen. Oh fuck. “What?” Jessie steps closer to me. “What just happened?” I love her. I lift my hand and rub it against my chest.
“It’s time for your punishment, Brat.” I palm my hardening cock. “You ready?” “Yes, Daddy.” I groan. “Good.” Then I lean back in the chair and spread my legs. “Hands and knees, Baby Doll.” She bends forward onto all fours, palms on the ground.
I squeeze my dick once more, then place my hands on the armrests. “Crawl to me.”
“You’re going to suck my cock,” he repeats. “You’re not going to touch yourself. You’re going to work your mouth on my dick until I’m ready to come. Then, when I tell you to, you’re going to climb up here, straddle my lap, and swallow my cock with that sweet slit.” He leans in closer. “And when I’m filling you, that’s when you can come. And that’s when you can kiss me.” He releases my neck and leans back. “Start.”
I watch as Luther steps into my room and closes the door behind him. It should be comical, this man in his fifties, sneaking into my bedroom at night, hiding from my dad.
He takes a sip, then nods to Joe. “Tastes like thirty grand.” My smirk drops, and I mouth, Fuck you. Again. Ethan dips his chin to Kendra, then turns and heads back down the hall. “I don’t get it,” Joe mumbles. “Is that a thing people say?”
“Now tell me to have a good night, Baby,” he demands. “Have a good night,” I breathe. “Good night…” he prompts. “Good night, and I love you.” My eyes open. I didn’t… Shit, I didn’t mean to say that.
I can’t breathe. My chest aches, and I can’t fucking breathe. She loves me. After everything. She still loves me. My Baby.
Then my door swings open. And Luther steps into my room. He kicks it shut behind him. Then he reaches back, locking the handle a second before it rattles. “I love you too.” He doesn’t waver. He doesn’t hesitate. He holds my gaze in his as he says it again. “I love you, Kendra. I have for so long.”
“Now say it again.” He leans down, pressing his forehead to mine. “Tell me you love me again.” I close my eyes and do the easiest thing in the world. I tell him. “I love you, Luther.” I inhale his exhale. “I have for so long.”
“Again.” His voice is so gruff. So demanding. I smile through the tears that keep streaming down my cheeks. “I love you. I think I will forever.”
Joe lets out another heavy groan. “There are no two people in this world that I love more than the two of you. And if you can love an ugly man like him…” He jabs his finger into my chest. “Then yeah, I’ll be okay with it.”
Joe turns his gaze on me. “You better mean to marry her. Because if you break my daughter’s heart, I will kill you.” I grin. “I’m serious. I will literally fucking kill you.” He jabs me in the chest again, and I flex my pecs, making him jerk his hand away. I keep grinning. “Oh, I’m going to marry her. And I’m pretty sure you just gave me your blessing.”
“Kendra.” Luther’s eyes shine up into mine. “My girl. My everything. I didn’t know there was something missing in my life. I had no idea. Not until I met you.” He pulls the ring out of the box, holding it gently between his fingers. “You took my heart that night. Right here. You took it, and I don’t want it back. I just want you. All of you. Forever.”
“Be my wife. Be my forever. Be mine. And I’ll be yours.” Tears drip from my lashes. “Promise?” “Yeah, Baby. I promise.” His voice is thick. “Then, yes.” I slide my hand forward, the ring cool against my skin. “I’ll be yours if you’ll be mine.”
“You ready to go to our room, Baby?” She turns into me, pressing a hand to my chest. “Yes, Daddy.” Heat pulses down my spine. “Nope!” Joe yells loudly from close by. Kendra slaps a hand over her mouth. “Nope. Nope. Nope.” Joe holds his hands up as he walks away from us, shaking his head. I can’t help it. I laugh. Loudly. “I can’t believe he heard me say that.” Kendra pokes me in the ribs.
