Tag You're Mine by Catherine Charles

Tag You're Mine by Catherine Charles

Author:Catherine Charles [Charles, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-22T16:00:00+00:00


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Alright Princess, what are you up too? She was fine two hours ago. I know she’s not really sick.

Mrs. D rounds the corner, “Hey Robert. You and Presley staying in tonight?”

I nod, “Yea, looks like it. Liv said she wasn’t feeling well.”

“Okay, well I’ll throw together a batch of chicken soup for dinner then; hopefully she’ll feel better soon.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

Mrs. D heads into the kitchen as I make my way down the hall to Presley’s room and knock gently on the door.

“Come in.”

There’s something in her voice. It’s playful, but also bewitching. Dear Lord, please give me strength. I push open the door and see her propped up against the headboard, knees slightly lifted and covered with a faux fur blanket. Her shoulder plays peek-a-boo as black material cascades across her chest and wraps its way around her upper arm. Her hair looks as though it’s been loosely curled, a few tendrils brushing the front side of her shoulder, God, to be those curls, to touch her delicate, flawless skin. I swallow hard, feeling my Adam’s apple rise and fall in my throat. Netflix is on as she gives me the most innocent of innocent smiles. She knows what she’s doing, and there is no question in my mind, Liv helped her out with this.

“Not feeling well?” I ask, smirking, angling my head, and raising my eyebrows.

“Nope.” She shakes her head and looks up at me through her eyelashes.

God, she is so cute and knows how to get to me. Two can play this game. “Too bad.” I walk slowly over to her bed, unbuttoning my shirt and watch her eyes roam over my body.

She swallows and I can tell by the rise and fall of her chest she’s as affected by my appearance as I am of hers.

“Your mom left with your grandparents. They said they would be gone for a couple of hours.” I bend down and bite at her throat, she leans farther back, offering me better access to her, and I place more aggressive nips up towards her jaw.

Tiny moans escape from her lips as her fingers begin to rake through my hair, pulling me closer to her.

I instantaneously regret this decision as my cock begs to be released from the confines of my jeans. Be strong. Be strong. Think of Gramps murdering you if he found out.

“Robert,” my name is a breathless whisper as she rubs her thighs together.

My body is on fire for her. I want to touch every inch of her, feel her around me as no other man has and then hold her afterwards.

“Please.”

Why the hell did she have to beg? Focus. I open my eyes and see the remote laying on the other side of her. Breaking away from her, I pull her ankles down until she is flat against the mattress and straddle her. She raises her upper body, eager to bring my mouth to hers, her fingers once again threading through my hair as she moves her legs apart, and I settle in between them.



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