Chapter 66

18: Tristan.

"If you weren't on the pill..." I rear back and slap her ass. Twice. "I'd get you pregnant for wearing that goddamn bathing suit."

There's a new, excited light in her eyes when they lock on mine, her breath racing fast, so fast. "I stopped taking m-my pill this weekend," she whispers, searching my face. "I know it's bad. I know that makes me a bad girl. But I want your baby, Big Daddy. I want a part of you inside of me. I need it."

It's the image of Lia, belly round with my child, that decimates me.Snaps my tether.

"Oh Christ," I choke, my balls contracting, unloading their contents. Firing hot, heavy lust up the stalk of my shaft and spurting it into Lia, my hips slamming upward like pistons, her cunt slapping wetly on my lap. Imagining she's telling the truth, that she really stopped taking her pill. That she wants to get pregnant. By me. I imagine she really means it and she's not just saying the perfect thing to get me off, earning every penny of her million. I imagine that she wants to be my wife and it sets me off again, forcing me to lunge forward, grinding her ass against the gazebo wall with my hips so I can come as deeply as possible, her pussy massaging me with naughty ripples. "Good, baby. Work it out of me. Get yourself nice and bred."

Her luscious body jolts at the word bred, and she whines my name, climaxing around my still-thrusting cock, her nails tearing at the front of my shirt. "Big Daddy, Big Daddy, Big Daddy."

Lia slumps against me a few seconds later, her face fitting into my neck, my cock still lodged in her tightness. I'm dripping onto the floor of the gazebo, my breath scratching in and out of my lungs, but I savor this moment to hold her.

I accept it gratefully, knowing it won't last. Not until I cave in and offer her money. God help me, I'll hand her my whole fortune to feel like this, even if it's a lie.

She lifts her head and spears me with a look, urgency filling her expression.

"Tristan-"

"What the hell is going on here?"

My shoulders stiffen at the sound of John's voice, coming from just outside the gazebo.

Christ.

to our surroundings.

around my ankles, his teenage daughter's legs wrapped around my waist, my cock tucked up in her petite pussy. If the situation

I deserve,

my hips, pulling her bathing suit

acting like college is still a given. You're paying for it?" He shakes his head, putting more pieces together. "And this is what you're getting in exchange. Isn't it, you sick

body behind me, her hand curling into mine. "You don't

whatever he wants." He sneers

"Dad!"

have difficulty swallowing, heat climbing the back of my neck. "This is just an arrangement." I have no delusions that she wants

arrangement?"

in front

back in her eyes. "Maybe

year, I loved you and ached for the day I would be old enough to be with you." She shoves me in the chest, but I don't move. All I can do is stand there and stare at her, dumbfounded. In love with me? This girl is in love with

as a woman. To....give in. To let me in. I thought...I thought if you could just spend some time with me, you would love me back." She breaks into an awful, gulping sob that tears my heart straight down the middle. "This is my fault. I didn't know how else to pay for college without exposing my dad and now you'll never believe me. You think I'm j-just with you for

feel the same.

father and onto the lawn.

been in love with you since

been in love with you since

kitchen, instead of being in the den or the backyard with her friends. All

she snuck into my

healthy to eat. And as she got older, the way she made me notice, dragging her body against mine at every available opportunity,

difference in our appearances, she's loved me all along. And I've just reduced her to a high-priced escort, instead of the girl who should be my wife. What

the hell

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