14. Desmond

Chapter 14

H aving Kat here is both a dream come true and the sweetest kind of torture. I couldn’t believe my eyes when she came down for dinner last night. Father had told me he hired a new nanny, but I hadn’t been paying attention. I never really cared for Addison’s nannies. They were usually either trying to get to one of us or had a stick so far up their ass I couldn’t stand being around them. Like Rose, she was a real piece of work. It’s no wonder Addy hated her so much.

I’d looked for Katherine after our night together, but it was as if she vanished. She never came back to the club, and it’s not like I had her last name to track her down. And if she took my number, she sure as hell never used it.

It didn’t make sense, considering the night we had. I’d thought it was amazing, and Alex agreed. To the point that we even brought her up to Oliver and my father. They had agreed to meet her, and we could go from there, but even before we had a chance, it was gone.

Just like her.

I’m not too proud to admit she’d been on my mind since then. I’d gone over the night hundreds of times, be it to please myself or try to figure out where the hell it all went wrong. But despite having a wonderful memory to jerk off to, I couldn’t get past her. I’d never been so stuck on someone so fast, and I’d damn sure never chased anyone.

There was something about her I couldn’t forget, though. I’d tried to find someone else, but nobody held my attention. They were all so… fake.

Regardless of why she left, she’s here now, and we’re in agreement that she won’t be getting away again.

Well, most of us are. Oliver isn’t due home until tomorrow, but I’m sure she’ll win him over, too. I can’t imagine anyone could turn her down.

I make my way down to my room as the girls head up to change before they start dinner. Addison had been so excited to cook something for Alex and Father. It’s fucking amazing to see her like that with anyone that wasn’t us.

Not only was she amazing in bed, but she’s also fantastic with Addison. It’s no wonder Father hired her without hesitation. Over the years, we’ve probably hired a few dozen nannies, and none of them lasted more than a couple of months. But if I get my way, Kat will be the last nanny Addison ever has.

Maybe even more than a nanny.

I’d left my phone in my room when I went down to swim. I’d been in a bit of a rush to get down there before them, and I’m glad I did. Getting the chance to watch Kat without her knowing I was there was, ugh. Fuck, I’ve been hard since the second I saw her in that damn bikini.

Snatching my phone off my dresser, I pull up our family group chat to rub it in a bit; not that Oliver will care, but Alex and my father will. I bet they’ve never been more ready to call off a meeting than they were this morning. If it hadn’t been necessary, I bet they would have, but I can’t say I’m upset about having some time alone with her.

Fuck… Kitten in a bikini is enough to make me pray for ninety-degree days ALL summer long.

I hit send and set my phone down to strip out of my wet bathing suit while I wait for their reply.

Faster than I’m used to with them, my phone vibrates, and I shake my head, smiling as I grab it. It seems even a big meeting can’t keep them entertained right now.

Pictures or it didn’t happen.

Alex writes back, and I curse aloud.

Why hadn’t I thought to snag a picture!?

Whatever, it’s not like I wouldn’t have more chances. Besides, I wouldn’t share it with him, anyway.

Green isn’t a good color on you, old man.

I look good in everything. Though probably not as good as she did in that damn pool… No worries, though. I’ll just have to get her into the hot tub with me. I bet she’d look fantastic with her bikini on the ground, skin flush from the water as I fuck her.

Damn it.

As if my dick wasn’t already hard enough, motherfucker knew exactly what he was doing.

Nobody is fucking her until we know if that's what she wants. For now, she is Addison’s nanny, nothing more.

Father’s message comes through, and I roll my eyes. He can act like that’s all he wants, but I know better. I saw the look in his eyes last night when we discussed keeping her around. I don’t know what she did or how she did it, but somehow, she’d won him over without sleeping with him and without any kind of push from us.

Though that bikini would look much better on the ground.

I read his message twice, but I still don’t understand what he’s saying.

How the hell could he know what her bikini looked like?

My phone vibrates again, and a picture loads in. It’s the backyard, the pool area specifically. Kat stands near the sun loungers with her little dress lying on one. I’d seen her come out in it, but she’d been out of view when she took it off…

The fucking cameras!

Fuck… no wonder you called for lunch early. Are you sure we need this partner? Can we reschedule for another day?

Lunch early, huh? What happened to just Addison’s nanny?

I can’t help but ask. My Father is a borderline workaholic. The only thing he takes time off for is family, and even that is planned. He and Alex built this damn company from the ground up, and it’s damn close to being like another child to him. For him to call lunch early just to look at Kat in a swimsuit. Well, he might have it worse than I thought.

Good.

I said nobody was fucking her. Doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate a beautiful woman.

He doesn’t need to elaborate for me to know what he means. Not everyone understands our dynamic, but it works for us. Sharing a woman takes jealousy and other issues we’ve dealt with over the years out of the equation. Maybe it should be weird, but it’s not; it’s almost exhilarating sharing her. Fuck, sharing Kat with Alex was one of the hottest nights I’d ever had, and it was pretty tame overall.

The way she responded was beautiful, and watching her reaction to his praise… I can only imagine how she will handle my father.

We need to have this conversation sooner rather than later if you want me to be a functioning part of this company, because right now only one of my heads is getting proper blood flow and somehow I don't think you want me to engage in meetings with that one.

And the cameras are cheating.

He’s not wrong, though; I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t pictured peeling that bikini off of her and having my way with her in the pool, on the recliners, in the kitchen, and just about every other surface all the way back up here.

Would she respond the same way if it were only me and her?

I’ve never been so desperate to find out while also knowing I can’t. She’s momentarily off limits, and while I have a feeling that won’t last long, she’s also currently watching my little sister. That’s her job, and she’s fantastic at it, even from the little I’ve seen. I understand why Dad wanted her, and thank my lucky stars, this shit worked out like this.

For now, I need to keep myself in line, which means I need to get out of these wet shorts and handle myself before I go down for dinner with not just her but the rest of my family.

Tossing my phone on my bed, I make my way to my bathroom, letting my swim shorts fall to the ground with a wet slap before kicking them aside to handle later.

I’ve been painfully hard since the second I watched my kitten strip off that little dress she tried to use to cover herself up. Hell, who am I kidding? I’ve been hard since I saw her again. My memory of her hadn’t done her justice. She’s fucking stunning, and like an addict, I can’t wait for my next taste.

My bathroom is soundproof, something I’d required when my father bought the house.

What can I say? I enjoy sex in the shower. Something about being wet and covered in bubbles adds even more fun to it.

I’ll be alone in here, for now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy all the features alone. I flip the water on, letting it settle on the perfect temperature as I make my way to the speaker system and click on my favorite playlist.

Stepping into the warm water, I let my mind go back to that night with her. The way her fingers felt as she explored the piercings in the underside of my cock as I graze my own hand down them. It’s not the same. No, her fingers were softer, her touch more erotic, but it will do for now. Fuck, I’d already been living off a memory of her, sure I’d never get the chance to be with her again.

Wrapping my hand around my cock, I begin pumping into my fist with vigor as I imagine the way she would have reacted if it had just been us in the pool. Her pale skin as the sun hit it, the water beading off her breasts, begging me to lick them. I’d love to bend her over the edge or take her under the waterfall, watching the water run down every inch of her as I make her scream for me.

My balls tighten as I picture it so clearly I’d swear it’s a memory, but I know it’s not, at least not yet. One day it will be.

One day, there won’t be a place in this whole damn house where I haven’t fucked her, and then we’ll find new places in the cars and vacation homes. Fuck, if we run out, I’ll just have to buy more houses and cars.

I wonder how long it will take before Dad fucks a baby into her.

With a groan, I come hard before letting my back lean against the wall of the shower. It’s cold, but right now, it’s a refreshing change; the water almost overheating me in the wake of my orgasm.

I’d never really shared dad’s thing for pregnant women or wanting to fuck a baby into someone. It’s something he loves to say and threaten, but I’ve never actually known him to fuck a woman not on birth control, which I can totally get behind because I’m the same way, except I don’t want kids…

Or I thought I didn’t. Maybe I need to look into that again now with Kitten in the picture.

Though I’m sure that’s something I can think about after I’ve finished showering. No use standing around with my dick out now. The faster I finish up, the faster I get to go downstairs and make her blush that beautiful color I love so much.