You’re Getting Naughty Little Girl

Knox POV

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I stood frozen on the edge of that goddamn dock.

Alice was out there in the water, completely naked, moonlight sliding over her wet tits every time she moved.

Her nipples hard from the cold, that little smile on her face, hair slicked back like some fucking siren trying to drag me under.

My cock was so hard it hurt, straining against my sweatpants, leaking like a teenager who’d never seen pussy before. Seventeen years older. Her father’s best friend. And all I could think about was jumping in, grabbing her, and burying myself so deep she’d feel me for days.

Marcus would kill me. He trusted me. Pulled my ass out of hell after the divorce. And I’m standing here eye-fucking his naked daughter like a goddamn animal.

“Alice,” . “Get the fuck out right now. This isn’t a game, you stubborn little shit.”

She just laughed softly, swimming closer, those perfect tits bobbing at the surface.

“Come make me, Daddy…”

Daddy. Jesus fucking Christ. That word from her mouth made my balls tighten and my brain short-circuit. I wanted to haul her out, bend her over the rough wood, smack that wet ass red until she was sobbing and begging, then fuck her raw until she couldn’t walk.

Make her mine so no other asshole not Eric, not anyone could ever touch what I was dying for.

My hands shook at my sides.

“Why the fuck are you doing this to me?” I muttered, mostly to myself, but loud enough she heard. “You’re killing me, Alice. I’m so fucking hard it hurts. I’ve been white-knuckling this since you walked in wearing my shirt, calling me Daddy like you know exactly how bad I want to ruin you. But I can’t. I won’t. Marcus… fuck, Marcus would never forgive me. I owe him my whole fucking life.”

She treaded water, eyes locked on mine. It only made me want her more. Goddamn it, she was perfect.

I paced the edge of the dock, running both hands through my hair, cursing under my breath. “Fuck this. Fuck these rules. Fuck my stupid control. I want to jump in there and drag you out by your hair. Pin you down. Feel how tight that pussy is after all this teasing. Taste the lake on your skin while I fuck the stubborn out of you. You have no idea how many nights I’ve already jerked off thinking about you upstairs, wearing my shirt, spreading those legs for me. I’m losing my goddamn mind, Alice. This is torture. You’re torture.”

I was breathing like I’d just finished suicides on the ice. Every instinct screamed to break. To hell with honor. To hell with friendship. Just take what she was offering.

But Marcus’s face flashed in my head, the man who had my back when the world didn’t. “Get out of the fucking water, Alice,” I barked.

“Please. I’m begging you. I’m so close to snapping I can taste it. If I come in after you… I won’t stop. I’ll fuck you right there in the shallows. I’ll claim every inch of that tight little body until you’re screaming my name and dripping my cum. And then what? We live with that? With betraying the one man who never gave up on me?”

I dropped to a crouch at the edge. My eyes wouldn’t leave her. Couldn’t. “You’re so fucking beautiful it hurts. Naked, wet, teasing me like this… I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my miserable life. But I’m trying to do right, goddammit. Even if it’s killing me. Even if my dick is so hard I might pass out. Get out. Dry off. Go to your room. Let me keep what’s left of my control before I ruin us both.”

She floated there, watching me fall apart.

I didn’t think anymore. I just jumped.

“Fuck, Alice,” I growled, swimming toward her closing the distance. “You happy now? You got me in here with you, you stubborn little shit. I’m in the fucking lake at night because you wouldn’t listen. My control is shredded. I’m so goddamn hard it hurts, and it’s all your fault.”

She treaded water, tits bobbing at the surface, nipples tight and begging for my mouth. I wanted to suck them until she cried. Wanted to pull her under and fuck her senseless. My hands itched to grab her waist, yank her against me, feel that soft naked body sliding against my clothed one.

“Knox…” she whispered but she didn’t swim away.

I reached her in seconds, one arm wrapping around her waist before I could stop myself. Skin on skin. Jesus fucking Christ. She felt even better than I imagined.

My cock pressed hard against her stomach through my pants, and I groaned low, forehead dropping to hers.

“Fuck. Fuck. You feel this?” I rasped.