Knocked Up by Daddy's Best Friend by K.C. Crowne

Author:K.C. Crowne [Crowne, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

The Monday after Thanksgiving, the obscene amount of food I’d eaten at Sandra’s that day still felt like it lay in my stomach. She was a phenomenal cook and I hadn’t been able to control myself.

I headed down to the gym after work to burn some of the excess calories out of my system. As I pumped as hard as I could on the rowing machine, my head was most definitely not on business. It was very much focused on Becca, who was performing a series of squats and lunges right in front of me.

Why did she have to come to the gym at the same time as me? And why does she have to be squatting in the tightest white yoga pants known to man?

As I watched the bounce of her peachy ass, I couldn't stop the flood of testosterone that headed south.

Down, boy. This is not time to do battle.

But my cock was ready to wield itself like a sword, growing harder the longer I watched her.

She knew I was watching her too, looking at me in the mirror as she squatted lower, then lower, then lower still until I could see the ripe curves her ass. That primitive part of my brain was rearing its ugly head again, telling me I should run right at her and have my way with her on the floor.

What's happening to you? You're turning into an animal.

I tried to focus on my breathing and the burn of my thighs as I rowed, but nothing could peel my eyes away from her. And when she knelt on all fours across her yoga mat and began to stretch out her back, it was game over.

Right. That's it. I can't take this anymore.

Climbing off the rowing machine, I stood up and walked over. Towering over her kneeling figure, I watched as she moved in and out of the cat and cow poses, her entire body becoming an endless sensual wave of temptation.

"Hey," she said, without looking up.

"Look, I'm gonna come right out with it. What are you doing tonight?"

She stopped stretching and sat up to look at me. "It depends on what your next question is."

"My next question is do you want to go out for dinner?"

"I thought we were supposed to be keeping our distance."

"I thought that too, but..."

There was a teasing glimmer of danger in her eyes, ending my sentence. Slowly, she stood up, drawing herself to full height before pulling her foot behind her butt to stretch out her quads.

"I haven’t stopped thinking about you," I said.

She didn't reply and just looked straight ahead at her reflection in the mirror.

"I bet you think I'm a jerk. Just taking off like that and not calling you."

"I do think you're a bit of a jerk," she smirked. "But I get it. What we did...” She shrugged. “Well, it wasn't supposed to happen. We could get in a whole lotta trouble if my dad finds out."

But the look in her eyes was saying she loved trouble.

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