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“Just ignore Brian, Patty. Don’t let him bother you too much, okay?” I wish I could come up with something better to say, but what can you say when your son behaves like a jackass? I’m sure Brian isn’t embarrassed about how he’s acting, but I sure as hell am embarrassed enough for the both of us.

She sighs.

“It’s okay, Mr. Hickman. Brian’s just really intense about the things he’s interested in. I get it. It’s about passion, right? It drives us in unexpected ways.”

I let out a low chuckle, unable to help myself while shaking head.

“I guess you can say that, but Brian doesn’t deserve you, sweetheart. Hell, I’m his dad and I can say with full honesty that you deserve better than this. You’re attending a college with thousands of teenage boys filled with so much testosterone that they’re probably shaking in their shoes. There must be tons of men lined up for your attentions. Why don’t you give one of them a shot instead?”

Patty sighs again and shoots me a wry smile that makes my heart contract.

“No, there aren’t exactly a ton of guys beating down my door. I went out with a couple guys when school first started, but let’s just say those dates fell flat. Since then, it’s just been Brian. We’re not dating exclusively per se, but it wouldn’t matter because no one else has asked me out.”

I stare at her, stumped.

“Really? I find that hard to believe, honey, because you’re beautiful. Are you sure there isn’t a huge line of guys just waiting for the opportunity to take you out?”

She laughs again, shaking her head.

“I promise you, Mr. Hickman, that the aforementioned line doesn’t exist. I’m way too nerdy for most men, and I don’t look like the kind of girl that most guys are into. If you haven’t noticed, I’m a little curvy, and that kind of makes me the least desirable of the litter. College has tons of hot young women who flaunt their assets in short skirts and tight tops. When you’re bigger like me, you’re seen as leftovers.”

I stare, still unable to believe my ears.

“It doesn’t make sense to me. You’re not a twig, sure, but there’s nothing wrong with your size.”

She smiles a little sadly.

“Unfortunately, that’s not how most guys see it.”

But I want Patty to know that I’m speaking the truth.

“I mean it,” I growl, standing up to circle her. “You are gorgeous. Beyond gorgeous, in fact.” Then, my eyes land on her lips and she has the prettiest, plumpest lips, just made to be kissed. The energy between us is electric, and Patty’s pupils dilate as she looks at me.

“Mr. Hickman?” she whispers. “What are you doing?” she breathes, her big bosom heaving.

“What I should have done a long time ago,” I growl before finally closing the gap between us and seizing her lips with my own. She’s sweet, plush and giving. Patty melts into the kiss so easily, parting her lips and allowing my tongue to slip into her mouth. She tastes like honey and wine, and moans musically, twisting a bit in my arms.

But then Patty pulls away, her cheeks flushed.

“Mr. Hickman, we shouldn’t,” she breathes. “Brian’s right there!”

I turn slightly and see my son hop-kicking at some imaginary antagonist. That does it. I push Patty down on the couch so that she’s horizontal with my big form looming over hers.

“It’s fine, baby,” I growl. “Everything is going to be just fine. Let me make you feel good, okay?”

And from her sweet sigh, suddenly, I know that the opportunity to make this woman mine has come.

3

Patty

My mind is racing a mile a minute, a thousand different thoughts entering my head at once, and all of them are scattered. I feel as if I’m experiencing whiplash, except it’s the best whiplash ever.

Just a few minutes ago I was pissed off and a bit hurt over how my boyfriend treats me like a piece of furniture, and all for the sake of playing some stupid video game. But now, I feel the happiest I’ve felt in ages as Gary plunders my mouth, his arms wrapped around my waist and hands rubbing my lower back. The huge man’s tongue flickers over mine, making me moan as his teeth nibble on my bottom lip.

“Oh Gary,” I gasp. “We shouldn’t.”

He merely grinds his pelvis against the vee of my legs, his enormous bulge making my eyes dilate with shock.

“That’s true, baby girl. But we’re going to, aren’t we?”

I can only mewl in return because I know I shouldn’t be kissing my boyfriend’s father, especially when Brian’s not even a good ten feet away, grunting and punching the air continuously. But fuck, kissing Gary feels so amazing. Brian’s never taken control like this. He’s never even initiated a kiss, let alone dominated one. Instead, the younger man is like a wet puppy dog, licking at my cheeks while giggling at his own awkward ways.


Tags: S.E. Law Forbidden Fantasies Erotic