I Should Not Want Her

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f**k. f**k. f**k. I stood frozen on the edge of that goddamn dock. Alice was out there in the water, completely naked, moonlight sliding over her wet t**s every time she moved. Her n*****s hard from the cold, that little smile on her face, hair slicked back like some f*****g siren trying to drag me under. My c**k was so hard it hurt, straining against my sweatpants, leaking like a teenager who’d never seen p***y before. Seventeen years older. Her father’s best friend. And all I could think about was jumping in, grabbing her, and burying myself so deep she’d feel me for days. Marcus would kill me. He trusted me. Pulled my ass out of hell after the divorce. And I’m standing here eye-f*****g his naked daughter like a goddamn animal. “Alice,” . “Get the f**k out right now. This isn’t a game, you stubborn little shit.” She just laughed softly, swimming closer, those perfect t**s bobbing at the surface. “Come make me, Daddy…” Daddy. Jesus f*****g Christ. That word from her mouth made my balls tighten and my brain short-circuit. I wanted to haul her out, bend her over the rough wood, smack that wet ass red until she was sobbing and begging, then f**k her raw until she couldn’t walk. Make her mine so no other asshole not Eric, not anyone could ever touch what I was dying for. My hands shook at my sides. “Why the f**k are you doing this to me?” I muttered, mostly to myself, but loud enough she heard. “You’re killing me, Alice. I’m so f*****g hard it hurts. I’ve been white-knuckling this since you walked in wearing my shirt, calling me Daddy like you know exactly how bad I want to ruin you. But I can’t. I won’t. Marcus… f**k, Marcus would never forgive me. I owe him my whole f*****g life.” She treaded water, eyes locked on mine. It only made me want her more. Goddamn it, she was perfect. I paced the edge of the dock, running both hands through my hair, cursing under my breath. “f**k this. f**k these rules. f**k my stupid control. I want to jump in there and drag you out by your hair. Pin you down. Feel how tight that p***y is after all this teasing. Taste the lake on your skin while I f**k the stubborn out of you. You have no idea how many nights I’ve already jerked off thinking about you upstairs, wearing my shirt, spreading those legs for me. I’m losing my goddamn mind, Alice. This is torture. You’re torture.” I was breathing like I’d just finished suicides on the ice. Every instinct screamed to break. To hell with honor. To hell with friendship. Just take what she was offering. But Marcus’s face flashed in my head, the man who had my back when the world didn’t. “Get out of the f*****g water, Alice,” I barked. “Please. I’m begging you. I’m so close to snapping I can taste it. If I come in after you… I won’t stop. I’ll f**k you right there in the shallows. I’ll claim every inch of that tight little body until you’re screaming my name and dripping my c*m. And then what? We live with that? With betraying the one man who never gave up on me?” I dropped to a crouch at the edge. My eyes wouldn’t leave her. Couldn’t. “You’re so f*****g beautiful it hurts. Naked, wet, teasing me like this… I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my miserable life. But I’m trying to do right, goddammit. Even if it’s killing me. Even if my d**k is so hard I might pass out. Get out. Dry off. Go to your room. Let me keep what’s left of my control before I ruin us both.” She floated there, watching me fall apart. I didn’t think anymore. I just jumped. “f**k, Alice,” I growled, swimming toward her closing the distance. “You happy now? You got me in here with you, you stubborn little s**t. I’m in the f*****g lake at night because you wouldn’t listen. My control is shredded. I’m so goddamn hard it hurts, and it’s all your fault.” She treaded water, t**s bobbing at the surface, n*****s tight and begging for my mouth. I wanted to suck them until she cried. Wanted to pull her under and f**k her senseless. My hands itched to grab her waist, yank her against me, feel that soft naked body sliding against my clothed one. “Knox…” she whispered but she didn’t swim away. I reached her in seconds, one arm wrapping around her waist before I could stop myself. Skin on skin. Jesus f*****g Christ. She felt even better than I imagined. My c**k pressed hard against her stomach through my pants, and I groaned low, forehead dropping to hers. “f**k. f**k. You feel this?” I rasped. “You feel what you do to me? I’ve been dying since dinner, since you came down in my shirt calling me Daddy like a f*****g tease. Now you’re naked in my lake, pushing until I break. I want to f**k you right here. Bend you over the dock and spank that ass red for every rule you broke tonight. Then bury my c**k so deep you forget your own name.” My free hand slid down her back, gripping her ass hard, pulling her closer. She gasped, and the sound went straight to my balls. “Goddammit, Alice. I’m supposed to protect you. Marcus trusts me with his life. And I’m out here groping his naked daughter like a desperate animal. I hate how bad I want this. How bad I want you. I’m old enough to know better, but my d**k doesn’t give a f**k. It wants to claim you. Breed you. Make you mine so no one else ever touches you again.” I held her there, treading water for both of us, our bodies pressed tight. Her n*****s brushed my chest through my wet shirt. “But I can’t,” I muttered, even as my hand squeezed her ass harder, fingers digging in. “I can’t do this to him. To you. You deserve better than a broken old man sneaking around in the dark. f**k… I need to get you out. Dry you off. Put you to bed before I lose what’s left of my mind.” She shifted against me and I groaned again. “Stop moving, baby. Please. I’m barely hanging on. One more second like this and I’ll f**k you in the water. I swear to God. Your tight little p***y wrapped around me while I fill you up… s**t, Alice. You have no idea how close I am to saying f**k everything and taking you.” My forehead stayed pressed to hers. She was so f*****g beautiful it hurt. I wanted her more than air. More than honor. More than the friendship that saved me. But I forced myself to start swimming us back toward the dock, one arm still around her, holding her close even as I fought not to cross the final line. “Out. Now,” I growled. “Before I do something we can’t come back from.” Then she shifted closer, lips brushing my ear. “f**k me, Daddy.” Jesus f*****g Christ. My whole body lost control. One hand stayed around her waist, but the other came up and grabbed her tit. I squeezed hard, thumb brushing over her tight n****e, feeling it pebble under my palm. “f**k, Alice,” I groaned, low and broken. “These t**s… Goddamn, they’re perfect. So soft. So f*****g full in my hand.” I kneaded her roughly, pinching the n****e between my fingers, rolling it while we treaded water. My mouth was inches from hers. I could taste her breath. My c**k twitched hard against her, begging to be inside her. “You feel that? You feel what your ‘f**k me, Daddy’ does to me? I’m losing my f*****g mind out here. I’ve got Marcus’s naked daughter in my arms, one hand on her tit like I own it, and all I can think about is sucking these pretty n*****s until you’re crying. Then bending you over the dock and slamming into that tight little p***y until you’re screaming.” I squeezed her other tit too, both hands on her now, groping and massaging while we floated there. She’s mine. No. Not yours. She’s off-limits, you bastard. “f**k… f**k… I shouldn’t be touching you like this,” I rasped, but I couldn’t stop. I pinched both n*****s at the same time, tugging gently, watching her face. My forehead pressed to hers again. “You’re so goddamn young. So f*****g tight and untouched by a man like me. I want to ruin you. Fill you up with my c*m, breed this perfect body until you’re carrying my baby. Mark you so everyone knows you’re mine. But Marcus… that man saved my life. Trusted me with you. And I’m out here groping his daughter’s t**s in the middle of the night like a desperate f*****g animal.” My hands kept working her, squeezing, palming, thumbs circling those hard n*****s. I was panting, cursing nonstop in my head. So good. So wrong. So f*****g good. My c**k was grinding against her stomach now. “Say it again, little girl. Tell Daddy you want me to f**k you. I’m so close to doing it. Right here in the water. Pulling my pants down and sliding into you bare. Feeling how wet you are for me. But I can’t… I can’t. Get out of this f*****g lake before I break completely.” “I want you Daddy. Please” I yanked my hands off her t**s like they burned. “Don’t make me repeat myself. Get the f**k out of this water right now, Alice. You’ll be going for summer school tomorrow away from me and I promise you the next time you try this s**t, I would report to your father. I’ll tell Marcus everything. Every f*****g tease, every time you called me Daddy, every rule you broke. Don’t test me, little girl. I mean it.” She stared at me, eyes wide in the moonlight, water dripping down her face. “f**k you, Knox,” she spat back. “I hate you so much.” “You hate me? Good. Maybe that’ll keep you from pulling this s**t again” Helping her up felt like torture, her naked ass right in front of me, water running down her body, those t**s I’d just been squeezing bouncing as she climbed. I wanted to slap her ass. Wanted to pull her back down and finish what we started. Wanted to apologize and hold her. But I was too pissed. Once we were both on the dock, I grabbed my soaked shirt she’d thrown earlier and shoved it at her. “Cover up. Go inside. Dry off. And stay in your room. She stood there dripping, glaring at me with those angry eyes. I turned away, adjusting my painful hard-on in my wet pants, cursing under my breath the whole time. f**k. f**k. What the hell am I doing? I almost lost everything tonight.
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