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“So does that, huh?” she asked. I looked up to see her indicate to my swollen crotch with her eyes. There was no hiding anything from her.

“What can I say? You do it to me.”

Autumn didn’t reply immediately. She just stared at me like she was contemplating her options.

The man part of me wanted to snatch her, throw her down on the ground beneath me, pull her skirt up over her hips and bury my face in her snatch, taste her and breath in her scent, then give her every inch I had and claim her.

But the rational part of me understood that that was impossible.

She was my best friend’s daughter, for God’s sake! What kind of a dog would I have to be to do something like that?

But then again…

Randy had made a joke about me keeping my hands off her. Was it possible that he understood that he had a fucking hot-as-hell daughter and that he was subtly telling me that I should go for it because he approved?

No, I thought, shaking the thought away.

That was just wishful thinking. What kind of man wants his friend fucking his daughter? That’s just insane. Besides, she was old enough to be my daughter if I’d gotten started earlier.

“You won’t be able to get through Thanksgiving with that thing,” she told me.

“No…” I agreed.

“What do you want to do about that?”

I couldn’t take it any longer. I leaned in and wrapped her in my arms and breathed her in. My blood was pulsing through my veins and my heart was thudding in my ears.

Her body was soft, light, and supple. I wanted to take her, breed her, and make her mine forever.

“I want to take you right here, gorgeous,” I whispered, keeping my eyes on hers. “I want to watch you choke on my thick cock and then shove it in your tight little pussy and fuck you until you come so many times you don’t remember your name.”

“Jim—”

“I want to explore every inch of that gorgeous body of yours and lick you until you scream my name and come all over my tongue. I want to fuck you in every position imaginable, over and over again until neither of us can walk, and then I want to fall asleep with you in my arms every night from now until forever.”

Autumn’s lips opened and she looked up at me like she was willing to let me do all of those things and more.

But I knew that I couldn’t…

“But I can’t do that,” I told her, fighting with everything I had not to kiss her.

“Why not?” she whispered.

“Well, for starters, I’m twice your age,” I told her.

“I like that,” she protested.

I know you do, princess…

“But beyond that…you’re my best friend’s daughter.”

Autumn’s eyes saddened and flickered as she searched for a response.

“Maybe that’s why you should do it!”

“What?”

“I mean—my dad likes you,” she said. “Maybe he’d approve of it! You know…like an arranged marriage or something?”

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