Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 58

10: Lia.

"I want to." I take his hand and press the palm to my cheek. "Talk to me."

Tristan hedges a moment. "You know I haven't been with anyone. Since the divorce." He rolls a thick shoulder. "A lot of that was because of work.

Because I didn't meet anyone that interested me. But, uh...the divorce had a lot to do with it, too. Eric's mother and I weren't a great match. We didn't have the same interests, but we came from money. It was more for status than anything. When she left, though...it was because of..." He nods down at his midsection. "The way I look. Big and bulky. Not lean like the tennis player husbands at the country club.”

I've only met Eric's mother on a handful of occasions and I'm pretty sure I was too overcome with jealousy that she'd been married to Tristan to pay much attention. Right now, I'd like to stomp on her instep and bust her stupid nose, though. That much I know. "Well, I'm sorry, but that's really horrible and shallow," I say, my own nose starting to burn out of outrage and the need to cry for this man who provides for everyone without complaint. "That's more of a reflection of her character than you." He gives me an appreciative look, but clearly doesn't believe me, so I swing for the fences because there's no way my sugar daddy is going to feel anything less than amazing when he's with me. I can't believe he doesn't know how desirable he is. “Listen to me. You're sexy as shit. That thing you do...where you roll up your sleeves and plant both fists on the kitchen counter, the way you manspread in your swim trunks with those log-cabin thighs. That gray and black chest hair. Like, oh my god." I bite my lip and give a low squeal, tugging him toward me by the front of his shirt.

"I've been wanting to ride the Tristan train since it was highly illegal."

His chest has started to heave. "Did you now?"

duck my head and look up at him through my lashes. "Uh-huh." I rake my breasts side to side against his chest, his rumble vibrating my stiff nipples. "And I still

to teach

open the red door and pulls me inside, closing us in. "I don't know if you're saying this stuff because you know you'll be well paid or if you really mean it,"

Massaging. "Either way, it makes

moan, breaking off on a gasp

underwear and enters me,

my ear, biting the lobe and tugging.

this man,

A Rolls. Diamonds." He pushes deep with his fingers and looks me in the eye, teeth bared. "Any

this pussy for Big

pressing into his hand, arching my

I'll ever want for the rest

but he's not ready to think of me as his equal. His significant other. I need more time to make him understand we could work. That we're supposed to be together and there's no use fighting it. That the money is secondary to what I feel for him. What

to take you back to the