Chapter 23

CHAPTER 23

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I looked Eden up and down. She looked absolutely perfect in the outfit I'd left in her bedroom. Her hair and nails were done. She smelled like lavender and mine . Exactly as I planned.

"You look beautiful." I grazed my lips over hers and led her out to my car. I wanted to press her up against the side, push up her skirt and fuck her then and there in the street.

But not now. That would happen in time. For now, I wanted to continue to spoil her, the way she deserved to be spoilt.

"You look very handsome yourself." She gave me a glance as I opened the car door to help her inside. She'd always been fiercely independent. It was one of the things I loved about her. She was going to have to understand there were things I'd do for her, like it or not. This was one of them.

I responded with a bland expression, but made a note to punish her for that look. If I wanted to open the door for her, I would. She would have to learn to appreciate that I had manners, even if the other three men in her life didn't. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate and support her independence, but if she thought we'd do things her way, she was mistaken. If she needed a reminder, she'd get one. And another, and another, until she learned.

I closed the door behind her and walked around to the driver's side.

As I started the engine, she asked, "Where are we going?"

"You don't expect me to answer that, do you?" I glanced over at her, my eyes narrowed.

She raised her hands. "I was just asking. I figured you wouldn't tell me, but I couldn't resist."

"Try harder," I told her. I said nothing more as I drove away from the house and through the quickly darkening streets of Opal Springs.

She didn't say anything either, until I pulled up in front of the local bookshop. The place was closed, only a single light burning in the centre of the building.

"No offence, but…" She peered out the window of the car, at the front of the shop.

"None taken." I walked around to her side of the car and opened the door for her before pulling a bundle of keys out of my pocket.

"Are we breaking in?" she asked.

"Would you have a problem with that?" I pressed the code into the security system beside the door, and selected the key to slide into the lock.

"If we get arrested I will," she said. "I don't think the Ghouls' PR department would be very happy if I got caught. I don't think your boss would like it much either."

I looked back at her. "I work for myself."

"Exactly," she said lightly. "You wouldn't like it if you got arrested."

"Then we won't get arrested," I said. I had full permission from the owner to be here tonight, but Eden didn't need to know that. Let her think we were being naughty. She might get off on it. I would have, but she was right, I wouldn't like it if we got arrested for trespassing.

I pushed the door open and ushered her in before closing and locking it behind her.

"Over here." I took her hand and led her to the back of the shop, where a table was already set up. Striking a match from a box on the table, I lit the candle in the centre.

"You're full of surprises," she told me. "I wasn't expecting a romantic dinner in a bookshop."

"You'll need your strength before I fuck you," I told her. I was tempted to skip the food, but I also needed my strength. I'd waited this long, I could wait a little longer.

I pulled out her chair and gestured for her to sit before pushing it in and taking my own beside her. "I know how much you like spicy food." I lifted the lid on the plate of chicken curry and rice before spooning the food onto our plates.

"This smells incredible," she said. She leaned forward and took a long sniff. "When did you do this? How?"

"I have my ways," I said simply. I handed her a warm piece of naan bread and broke off a section of mine to dip in my curry. The food was blazing hot in my mouth, just the way I liked it. Almost as hot as the woman who sat beside me.

"This is so good," she moaned.

My cock twitched at the sound. If she kept doing that, we wouldn't make it through the meal.

With that in mind, I ate quickly, not caring that it burned all the way down. Every so often, I took sips of wine to cool my mouth. Not enough to get tipsy. I'd be sober when I finally sank my cock into her glorious pussy.

The moment she put down her fork and patted her stomach, I pushed my chair back and took her hand. "You know where the romance section is?" I asked.

"Of course, it's my favourite section," she said. "I love that Amanda, the owner, stocks a huge variety, especially from independent authors. She's very supportive of them."

I knew all of that because I was in charge of the shop's security, and I bought my crime thrillers here. Amanda always stocked a good selection, and was happy to order in anything on request.

I nodded and walked to the romance section with Eden. It wasn't a section I frequented, to be honest. Not that I looked down upon the genre, but it wasn't my cup of tea. It was hers, so this was where I'd give her something to remember. She'd never come back into this bookshop without thinking about me. About us.

Smiling to myself, I took her other hand and pinned her back against a shelf of romantic paperbacks.

She let out a squeak of surprise. "We're not here to shop, are we?"

I chuckled, deeper now in my chest. "No." One hand curled around her wrists, I tugged down the front of her shirt, and her bra, exposing both of her luscious breasts.

Unable to wait any longer, I leaned down to graze my teeth across one before drawing it into my mouth and sucking.

I pulled up the front of her skirt and pushed her panties aside to rub my fingers across the front of her pussy and down to her clit. "You're so wet already," I said. "Who made you so wet?"

"You did," she whispered. "The whole time we were eating, I was thinking about you touching me."

"Of course you were," I said. "You're my slut. You want me to fuck you, don't you. Don't you?" I demanded when she didn't respond.

"Yes, yes," she said breathlessly. "I want you to fuck me."

I wanted to make her come first, but I couldn't stop myself. I undid the front of my pants and pulled out my cock. My hand curled around one of her thighs, I pressed her back against the books and positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy. With one smooth stroke, I pushed myself all the way inside my former stepdaughter's tight, wet heat.

I groaned at the feeling of her around me, holding my cock with her muscles. Surrounding me so completely like I'd imagined too many times before.

Only this… This was a million times better than anything I'd ever pictured. Finally, finally after all these years, my cock was inside Eden's body. Where it belonged. Where she belonged, around me.

"You're mine," I told her. "You always have been and you always will be, but now I can claim you fully. The way I should have done a long time ago."

I pushed her back harder still and pounded into her, giving her everything and holding back nothing. Hearing her whimpers and moans as I slammed in over and over, driving us both closer and closer to oblivion.

"Come with me," I insisted. "Show me who you belong to."

She groaned. "Brock…"

My name on her tongue was like heaven. Her pleading tone was bliss.

"Fuck me harder," she begged.

I couldn't resist her any more than I could make myself stop breathing. I gripped her other leg and wrapped both of them around my waist, so I could pound in deeper, harder, relentless.

The whimpers she made before she came made my balls contract before exploding inside her. Shattering us both and filling her glorious body with my cum.

I held her there for the longest time, wanting to enjoy the way she felt.

We'd fuck many, many more times after this, but this first time was something special. Something I wanted to linger in her mind even while she was fucking her other three men. This place would always be special to her because it was the first place I had her.

Every time she walked through the door to buy books, she'd think of me. She'd think of the way she came around my cock when I told her to.

Finally, I lowered her down to the floor and pushed her hair off her face.

"That was everything I knew it would be," I said. "And more."

She smiled softly. "Yes, it was."

I cocked my head at her. "What do you say?"

"Thank you for fucking me," she said.

I straightened my head. "You're welcome. Now, I have one more surprise for you."

"Another one?" she asked.

"For being a good slut, you get another one," I agreed. "We can't leave without a few books, can we? Choose what you want and I'll organise to pay for them in the morning."

"Orgasms and books," she said. "The perfect date. I hope we didn't mess up the shelf." She turned around to look behind her before straightening the books she'd had her back pressed against.

"It was worth it," I said.

She glanced at me over her shoulder and grinned adorably. "It definitely was."

My cum must have been trickling down the inside of her thighs while she started choosing books. That thought made me start to harden again.

When she'd picked the books she wanted, I'd fuck her mouth.