Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 50561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
No sex before marriage, okay, I can live with that. After swimming with sharks for the past ten years, it was refreshing to meet someone who had such high moral standards and ethics. Something it wasn’t easy to come by in this day and age. Things were going swell. I’m meeting her family for the first time. Jen was making my staff crazy getting everything just right for our first holiday together and then it happened. I met the niece. Fucked my world up one side and down the other. She threw me into a tailspin from which I had yet to recover.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m no dog and I’m certainly no cradle robber, the girl was barely eighteen for fuck sake. But from the first moment I laid eyes on her, there was something about her that called to me. As clichéd as it sounds, my first sight of her was like meeting the other half of my soul. She awakened something in me that I didn’t even know was there all along.
The shit scared me at first. Raw emotions that I had no experience with bombarded my senses. She made me feel, want, hunger. But it was all wrong. She was so young, and not really a part of the world I moved in. Then there was the fact that I had been spending time with her aunt, even making moves to make our relationship permanent.
I found myself in a fucked up place. This wasn’t a business merger, this was life and if I screwed up, the repercussions could be devastating for the young innocent who’d looked up at me with those wide doe eyes and stolen my heart. I doubt back then that she even knew what her eyes were saying to me, what the hunger I read there unleashed. So I ran.
I tried to avoid her, tried to ignore the fact that the aunt could barely get a rise out of me in the more than three months of dating. The fact that I had never had the urge to push her for sex, or that the interest just wasn’t really there, when just the scent of her niece made me hard enough to cut ice. I felt like a bastard in those first few days. Like I was breaking a cardinal rule.
I’m a fair man, have always been. So when I saw the constant interest in the young girl’s eyes I pretended not to and avoided her even more. She wasn’t for me. I knew if I opened that can of worms, if I gave into my baser lust that it would cause harm. She was close to her aunt from what I could see, and I wasn’t so clueless that I didn’t guess at the ramifications if I came between them. Family was something else I didn’t have much knowledge of but knew enough to know that it wouldn’t be a good thing. So I denied my heart and my dick.
When we passed each other in the hallway of my home during the time that she was there visiting with her aunt, I tried not to let the feel of her plump tit against my arm or my side, rile me. But no matter how much I ran, somehow I always knew I would eventually be caught. Ashley had sunk her hooks into me with just a look and there was no turning back. And then when I realized that she was all but throwing herself at me, it made it that much harder to fight my own need.
I still hadn’t fucked Jen, hadn’t popped the question or anything like that, but we had shared a few kisses that were less than earth shattering. Still, it felt wrong to want the niece when I had been contemplating the aunt. I would’ve probably twisted myself into knots and made the biggest mistake of my life by walking away from her, if the truth hadn’t come to light. My fists folded at the thought. Now I had no regrets at taking my girl to my bed, or any of the things I had planned for our future.
“Sir, there is a lady here to see you.” My assistant interrupted my thoughts as she stepped into the office. That’s odd Jen wasn’t due back in town for another couple of hours. Shit, I didn’t want to do this here, but it looked like once again the choice would be taken from me. I steeled myself and prepared for the storm.
“Send her in.” Everything had been taken care of, there was nothing left to be done to protect what’s mine. I had already moved Ashley into my other country estate in Bartlett to keep her out of harm’s way. If there were going to be any backlash I would be the one to feel the brunt of it, not her, never her, my sweet girl.