Back My Best Friend's Stepfather
Chapters (10)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Part 1
  6. Part 2
  7. Part 3
  8. About the Author
  9. Books by Opal Carew
  10. Newsletter Sign-up

Excitement surged through him and he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. His lips captured hers and he drove his tongue into her mouth, reveling in the velvety softness. She melted against him, her heart pounding just as fast as his.

His mouth lifted from hers. Now he understood why she’d looked so stressed in the coffee room today.

“When did it happen?” he asked.

“A couple of days ago.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I knew you’d want to move forward with a relationship and…”

“You aren’t ready?”

“I didn’t want to approach you on the rebound. That didn’t seem fair to you.” She stroked his chest, her delicate touch stoking his desire.

He didn’t have to ask her why she had called him tonight. The hunger in her eyes said it all.

He laughed, then tightened his arms around her. “I don’t care how I get you. Rebound or not.” He stroked her soft cheek gently with his thumb. “I believe this has always been inevitable.”

She tipped up her head and brushed her lips against his in a long, lingering kiss, so sweet it almost brought tears to his eyes. His greatest fantasy was about to come true. He was finally going to be with this wonderful woman.

“I’m glad,” she murmured softly against his lips. “Because the thought of you dominating me like you promised in your office has me so hot I can barely stop from going up in flames.”

He gazed down at her, seeing the impish glint in her eyes.

He grinned broadly. “Really?”

She stepped back and stood in the center of the room. “You do want to dominate me?” She smiled seductively. “Don’t you?”

Before he could answer, she opened her robe and dropped it to the ground, revealing an erotic, barely-there leather getup. Her body seemed to be covered with black, leather straps wound around her torso, but nothing seemed to be covered. His gaze fell on her full, round breasts, totally exposed to his view. He hardened at the sight of her. Her pussy was covered by a small triangle of leather, but when she turned around in front of him, he could see that her round, firm ass was totally exposed.

God, her body was glorious. His gaze traveled from her very full breasts with tightly peaked nipples, to her long, slender torso, over the curve of her hips, then down her long, shapely legs. She was barefoot, but her toes were polished a shiny, rich crimson.

She turned and leaned over, giving him a delightful view of her round, firm ass. She pulled some shoes out from a drawer in her coffee table, then stood up. As soon as she stepped into the stilettos, her legs appeared even longer and her ass higher and firmer.

“Do you want me submissive, or willful?” she asked.