Tempting the Law(12)

She moans at my words and keeps wiggling against me, testing my control. It’s something only she can do.

But when John walks in with look of pure anger on his face, it’s like cold water being dumped on me. I peel Eden from around me and place her behind me. I feel her hands come to rest on my back.

“Eden, come here,” John says. I just stand there. I can’t believe he just tried to call her over. She doesn’t move. The idea that she’d go to him is ridiculous, but John can’t see that.

“Speak to her again and I’ll fucking end you.”

“You’ll end me? You know who I am. I’ll—”

I cut him off, I don’t care that he’s a fucking senator. The higher he is, the harder the fall. He should remember that.

“I know that you want to fuck your daughter.”

“Stepdaughter,” he corrects. He doesn’t deny wanting to fuck her.

“She’s nothing to you,” I tell him, taking a step towards him and letting him know I’m not fucking around. I’m leaving with her one way or another. Not a fucking thing is going to stop me.

His eyes narrow on me. I know what he’s thinking. He’s wondering why it’s okay for me to have her and not him. The difference is, I actually care about her. I love and want to be with her. He just wants to use her and will most likely toss her aside when he’s done.

Everyone around town knows the Senator goes though women just as fast as his wife seems to go through men. Both have reputations for their affairs, but I never thought he’d zone in on little Eden. If I had, I would have taken her from here sooner. He’s fucking lucky he never acted on that shit or he would have found himself with a bullet in his head. Fuck, he’ll still be lucky if he doesn’t.

“I’m giving you one last chance to move the fuck out of our way, or I’ll spread your shit far and wide for everyone to know. They’ll know that the good old Senator is trying to get a taste of his stepdaughter, and his wife doesn’t care,” I lie. I’d never do that. I’d die before I let that taint sweet Eden. But I know where to hit him right now to make him question what he’s doing.

“What about you? What will people say?” he tries.

“The difference between me and you is, I don’t care what people might say. I’d take anything to have her,” I tell him. It’s the truth. But she’s eighteen: young but still legal. If people start talking and it bothers Eden, we’ll move. Leave everything behind and start somewhere new. Maybe we will anyway. Go somewhere I can have a house on the beach where I can see her in this swimsuit every day for the rest of my life.

“Move!” I bark again, and he does this time, stepping out of our way. I pull Eden from the pool house and from this place that will never be her home again.





Epilogue





Eden




Two years later…



It’s been two years since Coen took me from my old house and gave me a home. A real life full of real love with the man of my dreams. Well, men of my dreams. I look down at my twin boys napping in their playpen in the living room. They always sleep together, and it’s the cutest thing in the world to watch.

I feel Coen come up behind me. He wraps his big hand around my waist and kisses my bare neck, sending shivers down my spine. On the days he has to go to the office, he always comes home for lunch and to check on me and his little guys. He works three days a week, going in and making sure that everything is taken care of with the security agency. Even though he left the force after he rescued me, there’s still a piece of him that has to help others. It’s one of the things I love most about him, the way he protects me and our sons.

“I missed you,” I whisper, not wanting to wake up the toddlers.

“I’ve only been gone two hours,” he mumbles against my neck, but I feel his erection digging into my ass and his teeth grazing my shoulder.

He turns me in his arms, picks me up, and takes me to the counter in the kitchen. He devours my mouth as he sits me on the very edge. Just as I start to fall off, he moves down between my legs and throws them over his shoulders, and I regain my balance. I feel his big hands push my dress up and expose my naked, wet pussy to him.

“Oh, fuck yes. You’ve just been waiting on me to come back and give it to you. Haven’t you, sweet girl?”

I feel my pussy contract, knowing what’s coming. I lean back on the counter, my palms flat behind me as his mouth descends on my pussy. His hot tongue gives me long licks, but his excitement is too strong as he starts to eat at me. He sucks my clit and then slips two fingers inside me, rubbing my sweet spot. It’s like he’s determined to get me off before he takes me, and I’m totally okay with that.