“The sweetest of temptations are the forbidden ones.”
~Jesse~
I love to have power and be in control. Money, luxury, women… I love to see them dance with how I sing. I love to fuck, not make sweet love. It’s much easier to hire sex than play the long game of courting. Time means money, and I rather not waste it with sugar-talking. No woman has captivated me for more than one night of pleasure until I meet her… or rather, re-meet her.
I haven’t seen her since she was a little girl, playing princess and dragon with me. Now, she is no longer a little girl, but a woman, and fuck… what a fine woman she turned out to be. Innocent with the eyes of an enchantress, baby blue with pouty, rosy lips, and the spirit of a firecracker.
Ever since I saw her all bloomed into a majestic rose, I wanted to get her between my bedsheets, fist her long blonde hair and turn her sun-kissed skin black and blue with my hand and mouth.
The only problem? She is my best friend’s daughter.
~Kitty~
I am a free spirit. I love my father with all my heart; after all, he had raised me ever since my mother left. He took full responsibility like a real man. He was a successful man, and despite the ability to spoil me rotten, he taught me that only because you have wealth, that doesn’t mean you have to flaunt it. Modesty isn’t something you pick up overnight.
This summer he promised he will spend more time with me, so he took me on a vacation to Miami, and we will be staying at his best friend’s place. It sounded all good to me, considering he told me that his best friend knew me ever since I was a baby. I didn’t remember him. It’s been a long time since then. I was no longer a kid.
Everything seemed fine until I meet him. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on his tall, imposing, tattooed form that he will be the forbidden fruit. Lust coursed through me instantly, and I could only imagine how he looked underneath these tailored suits.
He was the epitome of a classy man with the air of a rebellious bad boy; the type women lust after, and I was no different, especially with his devil-may-care attitude. I could only fantasize how he is between bedsheets… wild, ruthless, rough… maybe sensual with a wicked spirit for punishment?
The only problem? He was my father’s best friend and twice my age. It was scandalous, but damn… a sexy scandal nonetheless.
He could be my Daddy!… and I would mind calling him that.
A forbidden contemporary dark romance with kinky vibes and steamy scenes at every turn, not to mention the age gap between Jesse and Kitty.
