บททั้งหมดของ Tempting My Alpha Daddy : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

{~Nathaniel Cross~}Sleep did not come easily. I lay in bed, my hard cock throbbing in my pants, my memory full of images of my stepdaughter. Her orgasm had been beautiful, and now it haunted me.I wish I’d forced my body to move. To leave. At any point, I should have walked off before entangling myself in this mental mess.I wasn’t sure when I fell asleep or when I woke up, but I had no desire to move when I did. I just wanted to stay in place and forget that moving was even an option. That girl moaned my name… she called for me… she was thinking about me. How many boyfriends has she had? How many of them have left her unsatisfied? How many times has she called out my name, and I didn’t know about it?How long has she wanted me?These questions plague my mind. What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to face her knowing I wanted to bury my face between her legs?“Nathaniel.” A soft voice called out to me. I shot a glance towards the bedroom door, and there she was. In that stupid

{~Nathaniel Cross~}I didn’t think she would be honest with me.A week ago, I sat with Cherry, asking her questions about her feelings for me. Feelings, not just desire. This girl told me what’s been in her heart and mind for years. She didn’t ask if I felt the same; she spoke like she cherished her feelings for me and didn’t expect me to feel the same.She knows I’m attracted to her physically, and for some reason, she’s fine with that. She’s not disturbed; her thoughts of me have not changed.So I did the only normal thing. I’ve started avoiding her. What else can I do? Give in to my desires and dreams. Fuck her to appease the beast within me?No, hell no. I might not be speaking to her mother, but I’m still a married man. I can’t just do whatever I fucking want.“Are you even listening?” Micah snapped his fingers in front of my face, dragging me from my thoughts. Most of my days have been like this. Just me thinking about the stepdaughter I shouldn’t want.Knowing she wants me is a

{~Nathaniel Cross~}I would like to say something sweet, like I held off touching her to enjoy the kiss. The feel of her in my arms, knowing no one could walk in. No one could force me into the reality of the situation.I wish I could say that. But I can’t. I tried.My beast won out. I wanted a taste, I needed to show her that no toy could compare. A part of me hoped I could fuck her good enough to make sure she’d never want another man ever again. I needed that badly.Cherry’s back hit the carpet on the floor, and she moaned. I kissed down her neck, raising the shirt I’d given her up and over her head. I tossed it onto the small leather couch, then reached down to undo her pants.She was naked for mere seconds. I had a goal, and it was to bury my tongue somewhere more personal.“I saw you last week.”“Saw me?” She breathes out, spreading her legs for me. Images of impaling her on my cock filled me, but I shook them off. A taste, then I’ll think about other things.“Yes, I saw you wit

{~Cherry Reed~}I fell asleep with a smile on my face and a brand new delusion that things would turn out perfectly because Lady Luck clearly had the hots for me.No, I’m actually hot. I feel like someone tossed me into a furnace in the middle of the night.My eyes opened slowly to see a thick chest in front, then, upon further inspection, it became clear that I wasn’t thrown into any hot pit. I was being held by a human radiator.Nathaniel was sleeping soundly; his quiet snores brought that smile back to my face. But I was sweating because he produced enough body heat to cause someone a heat stroke.Raindrops pelted hard against the windows, reminding me that the weather outside was still hell. A hell I gladly welcomed. It was thanks to this perfect weather that I was handed the chance to officially have the man I wanted, with desperation, want me back.But right now, that man is trying to kill me.Slowly, I freed myself from his death hold. Giving my body a chance to feel something

{~Cherry Reed~}The movie kicks off with a classic, cheesy romance about a small-town girl. I’m not paying attention to the details. I waited twenty minutes, watching Nathaniel get bored by the story. He was successfully distracted, both by boredom and the crappy dialogues. At least, I think he is. He hasn’t said anything or shot a glance my way.I’m a sad romance girl. I prefer the realistic love stories involving war, murder, and all the real things that affect relationships. I don’t like happy endings for clear reasons. One of them is that there’s no such thing as a happy ending. Every relationship will end in pain or death. So I watch movies like that, and it puts me at ease watching characters fighting for something they can’t have, only to still lose it in the end.Like any normal girl.I got on all fours, deciding it was time to finally give in to my desires. Crawling towards him, I noticed his gaze following me almost immediately. Damn, he wasn’t as distracted as I’d hoped. He