Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Trevor makes the oh-shit face immediately. Becca, on the other hand, gives me a smug grin. Yeah, she definitely planned this.
“Hey, Dax,” she says. “What are you doing here?”
“Come on,” I tell her. “We’re going home.”
“Are we?” she counters, cocking her head to the side defiantly with a look I can only assume Jerry has seen countless times.
“Yes. We are.”
No matter what happens between Becca and me, I will never let this happen.
Her and Trevor? Not in a million years.
Right now, all I can think about is wrapping my hand around his throat and tossing his scrawny ass into the river where he belongs, but that would be wrong. He’s just an innocent pawn in all this. This is Becca’s little game she’s playing, and he’s just caught up in it.
Still, he better keep himself in line if he knows what’s good for him.
“Hey, take it easy, pal,” he tells me. “We’re just hanging out, ya know? It’s all innocent.”
“What’d I tell you?” I ask him, showing my teeth. “You remember what I said? That if I ever saw you around her, you were going to regret it?”
“Yeah, I…” Trevor’s voice trails off as he averts his eyes. I gotta give the kid credit; he knows when he’s beat and when to back down. “I remember.”
“Good,” I say, turning my attention back to Becca. “Now come on. We’re going home.”
Becca’s eyes flash with some kind of excitement as she looks back at me. A moment passes, and she shrugs.
“Okay. Fine, Dad.” Her tone sounds sarcastic but her words, strike a chord somewhere deep inside me, driving my desire for her to new heights. Suddenly, my anger is replaced by unquenchable lust. All I can think about is last night, my body pressed against hers, my hand up her shirt and her hand down my pants and how close I was to sealing the deal.
Christ, I want to ruin her.
I have to be the one to do it. Just the thought of another man, some young man a step or two above Trevor, popping her cherry sends a rage through me so hot I can barely process it.
Watching her delicate frame twist and sway as she rises to her feet and walks over to me causes my inner impulses to go to war with each other. But one wins out, and I know that Jerry’s daughter or not, there’s no resisting her any longer.
My need has taken over. My lust has won out.
I’ll have her now no matter what the consequences.
“Cute little game,” I growl as we make our way up the hill to my bike.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she replies with a devilish smile.
“Get on,” I tell her as I slide into the saddle of my bike.
“Yes, sir,” Becca replies as she swings a leg over and gets on the bike then wraps her delicate arms around my chest.
I kick the bike into gear and speed away, heading back to the trailer park, nothing but terrible, dirty, filthy thoughts in mind for my best friend’s little girl.
I’m sorry, Jerry, but you shouldn’t have had such a goddess for a daughter. After all, I’m only a man.
6
Dax
“You think you’re cute?” I bellow as we step inside. “Pulling a little stunt like that?”
I didn’t expect my rage to rear its ugly head, but when we arrive back in the trailer and I see Becca standing there before me, dripping with sex appeal and luscious femininity, I can’t stop myself. The thought of Trevor being able to enjoy even a second with her just sends me into a fury.
Becca whirls on me, her face red, her eyes narrow and filled with anger. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. She’s not even wearing any makeup, and by God she doesn’t need any. She’s wearing a pair of olive-green yoga pants and an old crop-top T-shirt with no bra. Nothing fancy at all, but she has my body screaming at me to take her right here and now, raw and brutal, and to put a baby in her like a man should do.
“What do you care?” she blurts out angrily. “You had your chance last night, remember? And you passed on it. What do you care what I do or who I see now!?”
“You’re right,” I tell her. “I made a mistake last night. A mistake I will not make twice.”
I move right in and grab her with both hands by the waist. She’s so tiny it takes no force to pull her to me. Her warm body and soft breasts press against me, stoking the already blazing fire within me to new heights.
I slide both hands up her shirt, cup her beautiful breasts, and squeeze. Perfect, plump, eighteen-year-old tits. My cock is instantly hard as Becca lets out a moan that I silence with my lips.