Who's Your Daddy by Lauren Rowe

Who's Your Daddy by Lauren Rowe

Author:Lauren Rowe [Rowe, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SoCoRo Publishing
Published: 2023-09-12T18:30:00+00:00


17

MAX

I knock at Marnie’s front door. When she opens it, my traitorous body involuntarily jolts at the sight of her. She’s wearing pajama bottoms and a thin tank top with no bra underneath, which means I can easily make out the shape of her tits and nipples underneath the flimsy fabric. Which therefore means my brain is suddenly barraging me with a slew of uninvited images and memories, all of them involving me voraciously groping and/or devouring Marnie’s naked tits.

I raise my eyes to hers and tell myself to look unimpressed and disinterested. You know, like a guy who’s not imagining himself lurching through the doorway, pinning Marnie against the nearest wall, and doing exactly what we did at Grayson’s party.

“Hey,” I say flatly.

“Hey,” Marnie echoes, matching my tone. She widens the door, and I walk past her into the house. As I stride into the living room, I catch the scent of Marnie’s shampoo—the same one I buried my nose in the other day while fucking her senseless. And that’s all it takes for my brain to supply yet another rapid-fire slide show, this one culminating in memories of Marnie coming with my cock buried deep inside her.

“Ripley is fast asleep,” Marnie says softly, closing the gap between us. “Apparently, showing off her shiny new toy at school today tuckered her out.”

I look around for any sign of her father. “And your dad?”

“He’s staying at your mom’s place tonight. He was able to change their reservation at the winery for tomorrow. There are lots of hiking trails over there, so they’re getting an early start in the morning.”

Damn. Knowing we’re alone here tonight, other than Ripley being fast asleep on the other side of the house, makes Marnie’s no-sex rule an even bigger bummer. I get why she doesn’t want to play with fire when we’re sleeping under the same roof for a week, but I’d posit, if asked, it’d be a good thing for us to smash it one last time tonight as a last hurrah—you know, simply to get each other out of our systems.

“Are you hungry?” she asks.

“I am. I was so busy pawning off my workload today, I barely ate a thing.”

“You’re in for a treat. What I made today is one of my top specialties.” Marnie heads toward the kitchen, so I follow behind and try not to ogle her backside as she moves. It’s a tall order, though. She’s grace in motion. Sensual, even when simply moving from Point A to B.

In the kitchen, I ask if I can help, and Marnie suggests I open a bottle of red.

“I can do that.”

I open a bottle, find some glasses, and pour, while Marnie gets to work pulling containers out of the fridge. When she heads to the counter next to the stove, I place a wine goblet next to her with a wink. “Here you go, my darling fiancée.”

“Thanks, babe. You’re always so good to me.”

Chuckling, I take a seat at a small table with my wine and watch Marnie working like the pro she is at the stove.



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