Page 46 of Filthy Love

Stunning.

Breath-taking.

The most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Maybe if he didn’t think she was so perfect he could have her. But he did, and she was.

Too perfect for him.

And his thoughts only become filthier with age.

The fastest climax hurried through his spine, tightening his balls to two hard rocks, he pulsed streams of come over his hand, spurting up his torso. Hawk groaned keening noises, chewing on the inside of his cheek to stop from calling out her name.

When the spasms worked through him, he took a long breath almost falling over his lap.

He cleaned up fast, and knowing he was no more relaxed than he was two minutes ago he rifled through his holdall, found the rolled spliff and a box of matches, he opened the bedroom door lightly, creeping through her house he took the stairs, unlocked the back door and stood out in the yard.

Melancholy in his unrequited love he tugged hard on the smoke, feeling the weed shunt straight to his lungs and spread the manufactured happy gene into his bloodstream. Tossing the blown-out match into the yard he didn’t hear the porch door opening until he did.

The object of his jerking not ten minutes ago was standing right there.

And he was goddamn right. She was wearing teeny booty shorts that shaped everything. Standing like a sweet innocent rubbing her eyes. Thank Christ it was dark out there and she hadn’t popped on the yard light or he feared he’d take one look at what the cloth was cupping at the apex of her legs and fall to his knees and lick her furiously.

Leaning a shoulder on the porch post, teeth gritting to keep his dickhead-self in check he looked her over, eyelids hooded with a massive surge of lust, greedy for any sight of Gia she’d allow him. He was one monstrous motherfucker to grow hard again.

Fuck. She was so lovely. Her hair swinging over her shoulders and as she approached she brought the scent of coconuts with her.

Her voice was husky from sleep. “Couldn’t sleep?” Had she awoken and come looking for him? Pleased heat inflamed his torso with a deep breath.

“Too wired.” He told her truthfully. “You should be sleeping.” His fingers twitched to carry her right back to her bed and crawl in with her.

“Yes, daddy.”

Hawk’s head came up fast. Fire and acid burned in his belly. He shouldn’t like her sassy words.

She saved him from answering by walking closer. “Are you going to share that?”

“Since when do you smoke pot?”

“Not since college.” She boldly plucked it from his lips and he let her. Curious if she would, he watched her.

She took a bigger toke than she should have and coughed up a lung in front of him. Hawk sprang into action and rubbed her back, a grin twitching the corner of his lip. “Breathe, that’s it. Give me that back, little girl.”

“It just surprised me, I got it.” She told him and placed it back in her lips. This time she didn’t die.

They shared the spliff between them.

“When did you smoke in college?”

Their fingers brushed as she handed him the joint. On the second sweep when she lingered he knew she was doing that shit deliberately.

“A few football frat parties.” Under the moonlight Gia began to smile. He could see the pot loosening her up. Her warmth invaded him. She was the sun. “It was at one of those parties I lost my virginity.”

Hawk’s blood turned to dust. “Jesus, you went to college at fifteen.” He didn’t know what she found so funny. Who the fuck was this punk? He’d find him. “Relax, Dad. I only took a few college classes then. I didn’t go to the dorms until I was eighteen. I was nineteen by then.” Blowing smoke in his face, her smile lit up the darkness. “It wasn’t even good. I couldn’t even party right.”

“Keep calling me dad and watch yourself put over my knee,” what in the fuck was he saying?Shut up, dickhead.

His head buzzed like a swarm of moths about her virginity and the prick lucky enough to earn it. The claw of jealousy in his throat was terrible.It should have been me.

When he looked up from flicking the smoke butt out into the yard she was standing at his shoulder. Smiling. “Yes, please.”

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