Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 26

Chapter 5

I pull a stool out from the kitchen island and gesture for her to sit down, angling my body to try to conceal my raging erection. "Can I get you something to drink?" I ask, noticing her eyes drifting to the fridge.

Abby nods, "Water is fine." She continues to glance around the kitchen, taking in the oversized, stainless-steel appliances, the marbled countertops, and the expensive expresso maker that one of my longtime clients bought me as a thank- you gift last year.

"Wow, this kitchen is gorgeous!" she tells me as I open the fridge and grab a bottle of Fiji water.

I place the bottle in front of her and can't help but smile at the way her eyes are sparkling from the overhead lights. "Thanks," she says and quickly takes a few sips.

An overwhelming urge to hold her, to protect her, to be the one to make sure she never experiences sadness again is beginning to consume me. I can't believe anyone would want to betray her the way Jason has.

"Are you feeling a little better?" I ask her while pulling out a few ingredients from the fridge. I plan to make her one of my favorite dishes. Honey garlic salmon, pan- seared scallops, asparagus, and roasted potatoes.

I wouldn't mind being in this

since I

back and notice her full lips curling into a tiny smile. Seeing her sadness washing away tugs at my heart in a

I tell her while placing the items on the counter next to the stove. "Any man would be thrilled to be with someone like you," my sincere words flow out of me without a second thought. I

and her eyes widen a little. I feel my cock swelling once

me in a hushed

seem to think as highly of herself as I do. But I'll make

I swear my heart skips a beat. Her cleavage rises and falls with each breath she takes, making

measure.

grab her face between my hands, peering deep into her eyes so that she can sense my sincerity. "Of course, I mean it, Abby You're the most gorgeous

word out, my mouth is on hers. Tasting and claiming her lips. I groan when her tongue tentatively joins mine. The kiss is insatiable and fueled by deep passion. The way her body relaxes against mine and quiet whimpers flow from her

while our tongues slide and dance together. A heat so intense that I can't stop the groans flowing from my chest. Or the obvious tent that's forming in