Tempting the Law Page 3

  Breaking John off mid-sentence, I casually make my way to the side of the pool where Eden is playing. I don’t want to cause a scene, and there are enough people with other things going on that I can do this without anyone noticing. Except her stepfather, I’m sure. He can’t seem to take his eyes off her.

  She watches me as I walk, and she knows what’s coming. Yet she doesn’t make any move to get out of the pool. She bites her lip, and the guy in the water with her tries to get her to go in deeper water with him.

  Calmly, I stand on the side of the pool and hold out my hand. “Eden. Out.”

  She doesn’t hesitate to pull away from his grip and come to me. I feel triumphant as she does what I say and leaves the boy behind. I look over her shoulder and see he’s agitated, but he doesn’t make a move to come out of the pool. His little prick is probably still too hard. I want to hurt him for putting his hands on her, but he’s a young guy and I don’t want to go to jail for assaulting a child. I know Eden was pushing the line to tease me, and it worked. I should have never let her leave the pool house to begin with. As much as I hate to admit it, when it comes to her, there’s nothing I won’t do.

  She puts her hand in mine, and I help her out of the pool, grabbing a nearby towel and wrapping it around her. I want to have a talk with her, but I want it to be in private so no one can hear us.

  “Where’s your room?”

  She looks up at the house and starts to walk that way, and I follow her. Once inside, we take a set of stairs and walk down a long hall. She opens a door at the end of the hall and we step inside. I shut it behind us and look around.

  Her room is pink and frilly and looks like it belongs to someone much younger. She looks at me and shrugs as if to say she likes it.

  “It’s cute,” I say, and she beams at me.

  “Come see this.” She pulls me over to a wall with nothing but framed pictures on it. Some are of us when I caught her that day, and some are just of me when I was in the news. “I saved all the clippings and every picture I could of you.”

  Looking down at her, I entwine our fingers together, and I see a blush hit her cheeks. “I saved what pictures of you I could find, too,” I admit.

  “Really?” She looks so hopeful and excited when I nod.

  “I think I’ve been waiting all this time for you to reach out to me. You’re so young, Eden, and I shouldn’t feel this way about you. But you’ve had a piece of my heart since the day I saved you. And now, seeing you and being next to you like this, I have all these protective feelings that aren’t innocent.”

  She turns to face me and uses her free hand to loosen the towel, dropping it between us. She presses her body against mine. Neither of us is fully clothed, so the feel of her bare skin against mine is incredible. It’s like we’re almost naked.

  “I don’t want you to be innocent with me, Coen. I’m yours. Your little bit.”

  I cup her cheeks and looking into her baby blue eyes. “I want you too much, Eden.” I finally confess out loud what I’m feeling, and it feels good to be able to say the words out loud.

  She lets go of my hand and places her palms on my chest, rubbing across the hair. “Then take me.”

  “Once I have you, I won’t be able to let you go, sweet girl. You’ll be mine, and there’ll be no escape. Ever,” I tell her, but I don’t think I could ever really let her go, even if she told me no right now.

  She pushes impossibly closer, and I feel her breath against my skin. “Good. That’s exactly what I want. For you to take me from here and keep me by your side. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

  Her words are a trigger and I can’t hold back anymore. Picking her up, I push her against the wall, next to the pictures of us, and claim her mouth. Her arms and legs wrap around me as our lips connect. She parts her mouth for me, and I sweep my tongue in, stealing her breath and claiming her. I don’t wait for her to kiss me back. I take control and taste her sweetness. I bite her lips and feel her legs tighten around me as my hard cock is crushed between us.

  She grinds against it, her small curvy body trying to find some relief. I’m so far gone that I keep her pinned against the wall with my hips, pumping against her like I want to fuck her.

  “Take me, Coen. Push my bathing suit to the side. I’m soaked, so you can slip in easy. I want you inside me.”

  My mouth moves down her neck and I growl at her words. “You want me to take that cherry, sweet girl?”

  “Yes,” she gasps as I thrust hard against her another time.

  “You on the pill? If you give me that little pussy, I’m not pulling out.” I don’t think I could if my life depended on it. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to pull out of her.

  “No, I’m not on anything,” she whines, need in her voice.

  “Good.”

  I reach between us, already thinking about cumming in her tight virgin womb. If I plant my seed there then she’s mine forever, no matter what. Getting her pregnant means she’ll have no choice but to stay with me, because I’d never let her leave. Not that I would give her a choice otherwise. I should be stopping this or slowing down, but I feel the rush to do this now. To plant my baby in her as fast as I can before someone can stop us.

  Once my cock is free, I untie the strings at her hips and pull the material away. Her bare pussy against the thick tip of my cock feels like silk. Her sticky syrup, the evidence of her arousal, coats me.

  “Fuck, you’re soaked. You always get this wet when you think about me?”

  She bites her lip and nods, pushing her pussy against my cock as she begs for me to enter her. I’ve got her held up against the wall with one hand, but she weighs nothing. I should probably put her on the bed behind us, but I can’t wait the ten seconds that would take. Instead, I move my hips so my cock is at her opening, and grip her waist with both my hands.

  Slowly I lower her onto my shaft until I feel her cherry. I give her one quick kiss before I pop through it and thrust all the way inside.

  “Shit,” she says through her teeth, and I try not to cum.

  Her tight pussy squeezes me, and I hold still as she tries to relax. “Just breathe, sweet girl.” I trail kisses down her neck, then reach up to push her bathing suit top out of the way and let her big tits spill out. Once her hard nipples are exposed, I latch on to one, sucking on it hard to get her attention away from her aching cunt.

  “Coen, oh God, that’s it.” She grips the back of my head and holds me to her tit as I suck on one nipple, then the other.

  Slowly, her pussy releases some of the death grip it has on my dick, but the fit is still tight. I’m going to have to break her in so I can ride her easy whenever I want.

  “I’m gonna move a little and test out this pussy. It’s mine now, so I get to do what I want, but I’m going to treat her real good, sweet girl.”

  I drag my cock out inch by inch, feeling her tight grip. She doesn’t want me to leave, so I push back in and hear her moan.

  “One thrust and you already don’t want me out of your cunt.” She’s addicted already, and I am, too. I’ve got to pull out so I can go back in and make it good for both of us. “I want you to make that virgin kitty cum all over my cock.”

  Her juices coat my cock, and I look down to where we are joined. There’s a small tint of pink combined with her arousal, and it makes me even harder. She waited for me and wanted me to be the first and last to have it, and that thought makes my aching cock leak cum inside her.

  My trunks are still up around my hips with just my cock out, but her lower half is naked and her tits are on full display as I thrust in and out of her against the wall. After a few strokes she’s completely relaxed and meeting me every time I enter her. I feel little tremors in her legs as she starts to near her climax, and I keep a steady rhythm, getting closer to bathing her pussy in my seed.

  Suddenly there’s a slight noise behind us and I hear her bedroom door open. I lean forward, blocking her naked body from view. With my body in front of her, there’s no way anyone could see around me.

  Looking over my shoulder, I see John standing in the doorway, looking at us. He can’t see what we’re doing, but it’s pretty obvious. She’s got her legs wrapped around my waist, so it’s not like we’re knitting.

  The bastard actually looks disappointed when he sees me, and then jealousy crosses his face. I want to cut his throat for trying to walk in on her, but I don’t dare move.

  “Get the fuck out of here. She’s mine,” I growl. The message couldn’t be clearer.

  I turn back to Eden and thrust inside her, going back to claiming her. The sooner I get my baby in her, the better. She has a look of shock on her face, but I hear the door click closed behind us, and then she relaxes.

  “You’re mine,” I say through clenched teeth, and my thrusts begin to become more erratic. I’m losing my cool because I want to breed her and I want to kill him all at the same time. “No one will ever touch you but me.”

  “Coen,” she moans, her hands coming up and resting on my shoulders.

  She clenches around me hard, and I feel her back arch away from the wall as she gives me her orgasm. She cums on my cock, and the rush of juice runs down my shaft, coating it with each thrust. I pump one final time and hold myself deep inside her as I empty every single drop into her little greedy pussy. I feel her pulses suck up every drop, and something settles in my chest. I’ve done everything I can to make her mine, and now I want to take her from this place. I want to bring her to my home to protect and care for her until the end of time.

  “You’re coming with me, Eden,” I say, pressing my forehead to hers. “I want you to pack your things up. You’re coming home with me. Today.”

  Chapter Eight

  Eden

  I pull him closer, taking his mouth in a hard kiss and putting everything I can into it. This is more perfect than I thought it would be. I wanted to leave with him so bad today, but I wasn’t sure it would happen. I’d dreamed of this moment for so long and it’s finally here. I knew he’d snapped when he pulled me from that pool.

  His mouth takes mine back. We’re pressed together so perfectly I don’t know where I begin and he ends. This is how I want us to always be. We fit together too perfectly, like I was made to be his and only his. It proves to me how this was meant to be. He was meant to save me that day I was taken. He was supposed to save me from this place, too. Take me away before something bad could happen. Protect me forever.

  All too soon, he pulls back. “Get your stuff, sweetheart. I want you out of here.” He lets my legs drop from around his waist, his cock slipping free. I moan at the loss. I want it back inside me. Want to stay as close to him as possible.

  “Don’t look at me like that, or I’ll have your back on that bed so fast. I want you out of here.” He glances over his shoulder. “And away from him,” he finishes, and I know he’s talking about John. I know it was my stepfather who tried to come in here. He’s the only person who ever comes into my room.

  I nod and he lets me go. I right my bathing suit before looking around the room, wondering what I should take. I grab a bag from my closet and start throwing clothes inside it.

  “He ever touch you?” I turn to see Coen pacing back and forth, looking like a caged animal. I’m not sure what to say, because he has touched me before. I go with the truth.

  “Yes.”

  He stops pacing, and his whole body locks up. A deadly look like I’ve never seen flashes across his face.

  “Where?” he demands as he takes a step towards me.

  I clear the distance between us, placing my hands on his chest in an attempt to get him to calm down. I don’t want something to happen here. I just want to leave this place and never look back. Growing up here wasn’t horrible, and I know others had it worse. I just hated it here when I knew I belonged with him, where I could have a real family.

  The days ate at me as I knew I had to wait for the right time to be with him. It was a slow torture, but I knew it would be worth it as long as I got him in the end. That’s all that mattered. All that I ever wanted in life was to be with him forever.

  “Not like that,” I try to reassure him. “Just sometimes he’d brush past me. Hug me a little too long.”

  “That all?” His hands go to my hair, grabbing a handful in a possessive hold and pulling it a little to make me look up at him.

  “Sometimes he looks a little too long.” I bite my lip, not wanting to admit the next part.

  “And?” he pushes. He knows I’m hiding something. I don’t want to upset him. This is all in the past now. It doesn't matter as long as we’re together.

  “I think he tries to catch me changing or in the shower.”

  His nostrils flare and his breaths get deeper, like he’s a raging bull.

  One hand leaves my hair, sliding between us into my swimsuit bottoms to cup my pussy.

  “He ever see this?” he asks as his middle finger parts me and starts to slide inside me. Our mixed pleasure still coats me and his finger glides effortlessly.

  I can’t stop the moan that falls from my lips.

  Before I know what’s happening, my back is on my bed, sending my pile of stuffed animals flying off onto the floor. Coen’s hand is over my mouth, the other still between my legs as he cages me in.

  “I don’t want him or anyone else hearing the sounds of your pleasure. For all I know, that fucker has his ear pressed up against the door trying to hear you cum. I won’t allow him the pleasure of that sweet sound. It belongs to me and only me. He’s already gotten too much of you,” he growls next to my ear. His finger keeps moving. “Now answer me. Did he ever see my pussy?”

  I shake my head and I feel him relax.

  “You touch yourself in this bed thinking about me?”

  I nod. Every night I did.

  He pulls back, looking down at me as a smirk hits his lips and his eyes go hungry again. “I lie in bed at night and touch myself thinking about you, too.” He yanks my bathing suit to the side and pushes his hard cock inside of me. I moan into his hand. His switches hands, the one that was just between my legs now covering my mouth.

  “This is going to be quick,” he tells me as he starts to move against me. I wrap my legs around him. “Lick my hand, sweetheart. I want you to taste that pussy you kept safe just for me.”

  I do as he says and he starts to move faster, and my bed hits the wall with each stroke. His mouth goes to my neck, sucking and biting me all over. I can feel my orgasm coming. He pulls them from my body so easily. It was never like this when I’d lay in my bed late at night touching myself.

  “That’s it, sweet girl. Cum for me and I’ll take you home. You’ll never lie in the bed and have to think about being with me. You’ll have me deep inside you every night in our bed.”

  I cum at the words our bed. I love that I’m going to have this for the rest of my life. I feel him release deep inside, his warm cum coating me.

  I don’t know how I made it all these years without him.

  Chapter Nine

  Coen

  As I slowly pull from her body, I feel some of the rage I’d felt drain away. As much as I want to, I can’t leave this room to find her stepfather unless I want to be driven away from the house in a police car.

  I couldn’t protect her that way. I don’t know how she did it, but she’s like a sweet balm to my anger. I know I have to get myself under control for her.

  I bring her with me as I stand. “We’re leaving,” I tell her as I straighten her bathing suit. I bend and pick up the bag she’d started to pack and toss it across the room. “You’re not taking anything from here.”

  I grab her hand and her fingers lock with mine. I thought she might fight me on this, but she just smiles.

  “I only need you.” She says it like I’m the most important thing in the world, and it makes me want to beat my chest.

  I pull her from the room, and I’m not surprised when I see John standing outside her door. I wonder how many times he’s done that before, if he ever listened to her touch herself as she thought about me late into the night.

  I take a deep breath and push down my anger. We walk past him down the hall and out to the back where the party is still in full swing. Ignoring everything else but getting her out of here, I head straight for the pool house to grab my keys and the present I got her. I glance down at Eden, who still has the biggest smile on her face, not a care in the freaking world. Just happy that I have her. Fuck, I love that. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure she always has that smile on her face.

  I grab my dress shirt that I’d worn to her graduation and slide it over her, covering up the too-small bathing suit.

  “You don’t wear shit like this when other people are around,” I tell her.

  “I only wore it for you.”

  “That’s good, sweetheart. Keep it that way, but only wear it for me when I’m the only person around.”

  She grabs my arm. “I only dressed like this to get your attention. I promise. I only want you looking at me.”

  Her little nose scrunches, and I can tell she’s thinking about something. Her eyes go to my chest.

  “What is it?” I ask. She drops her head like she’s embarrassed. “No secrets. I want you to always be honest with me.” I put my finger under her chin, making her look up at me.