Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

Caspian

Her face blanks as she looks up at me not understanding the meaning behind my words. Was it a dick thing to do telling my Gramps what I had found out about my little sweets? Yes. I realize how unfair it was, but I also want to keep her close.

She doesn't act like a woman in love with my Gramps. She doesn't overtly flirt or even vie for his affection when his attention isn't on her. Hell, Gramps doesn't act like a man in love. I can barely remember my grandmother, but Gramps has told me stories all my life. I could tell how much love he had for her just through his stories. If Gramps loved a woman, he wouldn't let up until he had her. That's what he did with grandma.

She admitted to loving my grandfather, but she refused to move into a house on the property. Was she holding out for him to invite her to live in the big house?

"Why did you turn my Gramps down?"

"Why is it any of your business?"

"Because he's my grandfather."

She cocks an eyebrow at me and tilts her head in a defiant way, "Are we back to this again? Back to thinking I want your grandfather for his money. You know," She comes close to me so she can lay her hand on my chest like she did last night before she pushed me. I make sure I won't move this time if she pushes by planting my feet firmly on the ground. "As much as you worry about your grandfather's money… maybe it's you who is after it. Maybe you're the gold digger. Maybe you need a sugar daddy."

For a tense moment, we stand and face off with our eyes and I become aware of what is going on throughout my body, the adrenaline pumping through my blood, the rush of excitement, the urgent need.

"Maybe I need a sugar baby."

Her eyes narrow.

"Maybe you should go back to the city then and find one."

"Maybe I want you to be the one."

She tries to take a step back, but I reach up and cover her hand where it is resting on me, trapping it so she can't move away from me. "I've already told you, I'm not… I would never… not that I would judge someone… no. I'm not like that."

"Like what, Sweets?"

"My name is Mae. Not Sweets."

"Like what…Maple?" When she doesn't answer me, I give her wrist a yank and throw her off balance, so she falls into me. "Sexual? Needy? What are you not like? Are you not tempted by forbidden fruit? Tempted to the thrill of having someone take care of you, give you everything you could ever need or want. You don't want to find out what it feels like to own a man just by sitting in his lap and giving him a smile. You don't want to feel the power of being able to tell a man what to do and know they will do it because the pussy's so good he'll die for it."

"Let me go."

"Oh Maple, sweet little Maple, I've not begun to hold you down yet. When I tie you down… there's not going to be a way to get away from me. No one to protect you and the sweet little treat you keep all wrapped up. Is it as fresh as I think it is?"

She pushes but I stand firm. Then I am taken aback when she raises her free hand and lets it fly against my cheek. I see her ball her fist up next but before she can make contact with my face, I grab her wrist and use her momentum to spin her, so her arms are crossed over her chest and her back is firmly pressed to the front of me.

"You need self-defense classes, Sugar, especially with how fucking beautiful you are."

I drop my face into the crook of her neck and give it a little bite causing her to cry out. Her chest is rising and falling faster and faster, barely confined by the little sundress she's wearing. Looking down I can see the gap between her tits… and her hard nipples jutting out. Is she turned on? Is it doing it for her that I have my hands on her, her body brushing against my own, and at my mercy?

"I can't wait to get a taste of you, Maple. I can't wait to put my mouth on your…"

"Cas! Where are you and Mae? Cas!"

"It's going to be so good, Maple, that all you will be able to do is moan and say my name because I will have taken care of that body so good."

I let her go and watch as she takes off running for my Gramps where she thinks she will be safe. But I didn't miss the sweet whimper that came from her when I was telling her how her future was going to go. I think I just found my new obsession. And she can run all she wants to… I love the hunt.