The Forbidden Kiss

Chapter 4

Anastasia’s P.O.V

I felt silly and needy like a little school girl as I talked to Matt. Which I was sure didn’t give a good look, but I couldn’t help it. I needed him close.

‘I’d love it if you came over,’ with a smiley face and a wink at the end, I sent the text.

I took a deep breath in, tried to stop myself from blushing scarlet at the memories from our time together- that started flooding my mind.

Then headed downstairs to help dad with dinner, or more accurately, help him decide what food choices to order tonight.

I hugged him again, from behind when I found him settled onto the couch with his feet on the coffee table.

“What are you feeding us?” I grinned at him, trying to see what was appearing on the screen of his tablet.

“Us? Are you having someone over?” Dad lazily asked and started browsing through the menu from his favorite eatery in the city.

“Not really,” I shook my head. All the while realizing just how close to being busted I had come.

But before our interrogation could possibly go any further, the door bell rang. Making me heave a sigh of relief. As well as try to quieten all the butterflies that were swimming in my stomach, from knowing who it was waiting on the other side of the door.

“I’ll get it,” I decided and started hopping towards the front door.

“Uncle Matt,” I mischievously said and grinned up at him as soon as I opened the door.

A knowing glint shone in his eyes and reflected in his smile.

He seemed to be fighting the urge to grab me and hold me close to his chest, the same way that I was.

It had only been a few days of spending time with the man and I was already addicted, almost as if we had been fooling around for longer than we had been.

“Hey budd,” Dad remarked when he saw him standing in our living room. “Big date lady canceled on you?”

“You know women, Jack. Quite the mysterious creatures,” Matt chuckled and winked at me over my father’s still concentrated on menu on the tablet head, making me giggly.

“Yeah, and yet we still can’t live without them.” My father joked, making us all laugh.

“That most certainly goes without saying,” Matt winked again and I playfully rolled my eyes at him, just to stop from blushing.

There was so much adrenaline that came from knowing a different side to each other.

It was a completely new feeling.

One that was full of risk and excitement and we both seemed to be getting a kick out of that.

“Good thing you returned before Anna and I could order here,” Dad handed Matt the tablet right at about the same time I was reaching for it.

“I’ve placed my order, you two add your preferences and put it on my tab.” Dad said, totally oblivion to the small goosebumps appearing on my arm as a result of coming into unexpected contact with Matt’s hand.

“In the meantime, I’ll be upstairs taking a shower. Maybe it could help with the jet lag.”

“Okay, old man.” I teased and patted him on his shoulder as he walked past.

“Did you just call me old?” My father laughed hard at the joke and tried to grab me but I ducked before he could.

All in all, it was quite the festive and light atmosphere in the house.

“Someone’s in a good mood,” Matt seductively noted the second we heard my father’s bedroom door closing.

“I can’t help it,” I whispered and went to the liquor table to pour myself a glass of wine.

“It looks beautiful on you,” he spoke the words right at the back of my ear. Making my sensitive skin to break out some more goosebumps.

“Don’t do that,” I shakily said. When he grabbed my hair, removed it from my back and placed a small but very dangerously effective kiss right at the back of my neck.

“Do what?” He played dumb with a chuckle.

“Tease me like that,” I managed to whisper again.

“Really?” As dominant a man he was, he was still a complete gentleman while at it.

And right in that moment I could tell that he was faced with quite the dilemma, of not knowing if I was being serious or just playing hard to get. So I put him out of his misery.

“No, don’t stop.” I gasped, when I felt his hand trailing from my knee to my inner thigh.

It felt so good that I felt myself dripping in anticipation.

A moan escaped my lips as I felt every inch of my body begging for more.

“I like it when you tell me what you want,” he huskily said. Right before grabbing me by the nape of my neck, turning me around and claiming me with a kiss.

My body went limp in his arms; as I tightened my arms around his neck, while his were around my waist and lost myself in him as he deepened the kiss. The urge to beg him to touch me was too strong for me to ignore.

“I wonder how I’ll be able to fall asleep without you right next to me tonight,” I softly admitted when he finally allowed me to come up for air.

“You can always be a naughty girl and sneak out,” his suggestion was full of irresistible mischief.

“Maybe I will be,” I playfully caressed his stiff and fully aroused c**k, just before getting away from him.

Matthew’s P.O.V

“What’s your poison?” Anna neutrally asked me in a normal tone, as if I hadn’t been that close to fingering her just a few seconds ago.

The girl’s poker face was impressive.

“I’ll have the scotch,” I cleared my throat and headed to the neatly set dinner table.

“Alrighty, Sir.” She glanced in my direction naughtily as she said thew words, then as if on cue, bit her bottom lip the second our eyes met.

Only for her to give me this sweet and innocent smile shortly after. “Coming right up.”

She poured the drink and brought it over to me.

“Thank you,” my voice had turned raspy with s****l frustration at the imagery she had just painted in my head.

Hearing her calling me ‘Sir’ took me so far in thought, right into role playing.

With her laying on my lap being spanked as punishment for being the naughty girl that I was discovering her more and more to be.

“What’s on your mind, Uncle Matt?” She brought back that innocent tone of hers, that almost tempted me into carrying her over my shoulder and disappearing into my home with her before her father could make his way back to the table.

“You don’t want to know, baby girl.” I took a sip of my drink, while maintaining the eye contact with her.

“Do you want to hear a fun fact?” She mischievously grinned.

“Always,” I curiously nodded and waited expectantly.

“Wine makes me horny, it always has. So trust me when I say, whatever it is you have going on in that head of yours right now, I can handle.” She spoke slowly, without taking her eyes off me.

“Really?” I was blown away by her confidence. I hadn’t seen that one coming at all.

“Yes,” she whispered. And in an instant, I felt her foot reaching for the hard on in my pants. Right under the table. I almost spit my drink with excited shock.

“Anna,” I groaned. For she was killing me.

My pants were already close to ripping because of the massive erection that being around her was giving me and yet still, she was continuously showing no mercy.

“Yes, daddy.” She gave me puppy eyes as she said it, reeling me further into her spell.

But right before we could see where that little game of ours was heading, Jack descended the stairs while talking to someone on the phone.

“Hey, real quick, I hope you don’t mind. I just made your father’s Chinese order large enough for all of us. I couldn’t look at all the other options because shamefully I was too much in a hurry to play seductive games with his daughter.” I whispered to Anna.

“It’s all good,” she smiled at me. Then concern flashed across her facial features.

“What?” I asked.

“Don’t do that again,” she whispered back.

“Do what?” I frowned in utter confusion.

“Beat yourself up over-- this-- us.” She spoke.

“I’ll try not to,” I shrugged.

“That’s not good enough,” she tipsily remarked as she stood and started heading to the kitchen for some plates.

“I’ll stop,” I promised with a smile.

“Good,” she nodded in satisfaction.

“Bossy,” I whispered behind her.

“You love it,” she whispered back.

“Alright darling, thank you.” Jack finally strolled through while still on his call. “I’ll be sure to call you in the morning, yeah?”

After his call ended, I excused myself to go to the bathroom.

I needed some privacy to adjust my bulging pants.

But more so, I found it hard to face the man after fooling around with his daughter.

‘See what you do to me,’ I texted Anna a few pictures of my erection, before straightening up and returning to the table.

Jack told us all about Dubai during dinner and the new woman in his life.

Then shortly after, Anna excused herself.

“Belle sent me some beautiful pictures from her vacation just before dinner,” she grinned in my direction. “I’m going to leave you guys now and go swoon over them all night long.”