Seducing My Guardian (A Touch of Taboo) by Katee Robert (books to read romance .txt) 📗

you. Eventually do the kids thing if you’re not opposed to the idea.”

I cuddle closer. Even in my darkest days, I knew I wanted kids eventually. Having them with Devan? I smile against his chest. “I’m not opposed to the idea…eventually.”

“No rush. On any of it.” There’s the faintest hint of hesitation in his tone.

That brings my head up. “You aren’t doubting me, are you?”

He smiles slowly. “Never that. But there’s no rush on any of it. I love you. You love me. That’s enough for me right now.”

“Liar.” I say it fondly. Having him so close and not kissing him seems a damned shame, so I do. It’s slowing dawning on me that I can kiss Devan McGuire whenever I please. The thought makes me dizzy. “I never knew you had a breeder fetish, but you’re going to be talking about putting a baby in me every time you get feeling possessive.”

He grins against my lips. “Maybe.”

“Definitely.” I grab one of his hands and guide it between my thighs. “Make me come again, Devan. Twice wasn’t anywhere near enough.”

“What will be enough for you, birthday girl?” He doesn’t immediately start fucking me with his fingers, instead idly stroking my pussy in a way that suggests he’s not in any rush. I like it. I like it a lot. Devan kisses my neck. “Five? Ten?”

“I’m kind of afraid I’ll never get enough of you.” I spread my legs wider. “And it’s not my birthday anymore.”

Devan rolls me onto my back and moves down my body to settle between my thighs. The grin he gives me is downright wicked. “When you’re with me, every day’s your birthday, Hazel. Whatever you want is yours.”

“That’s easy. All I want is you.”

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How does one go about seducing their almost-father-in-law? I really, truly do not recommend doing an internet search. The results are heavy on porn and light on answers. In the end, I’m left to my own devices.

That’s how I end up on his front porch in a short black dress and thigh highs in the middle of January, well after the polite hours of visiting. I’m shaking as I knock on the door, and it’s not purely because the icy wind making my clothing feel like a laughable barrier.

Despite the late hour, he’s awake. My breath catches in my throat as the door opens to reveal him. Shane. The man who, up until a few days ago, was supposed to be my father-in-law. Funny how quickly things change when you least expect it. Or not so funny at all. I sure as hell don’t feel like laughing.

He fills the doorway, a large man with broad shoulders, big hands, and a smattering of salt and pepper in his hair. He’s in his late forties, some twenty-ish years older than me. Shane frowns as recognition slips over his handsome face. “Lily? What are you doing here?”

“I was hoping we could talk.” I have to clench my jaw to keep my teeth from chattering. Maybe I should have gone with the trenchcoat route. At least then I’d have a coat.

To his credit, Shane doesn’t make me wait. He moves out of the way and holds the door open so I can walk past him. The first blast of warmth makes me shiver again. Maybe if I hadn’t stood out there for so long, gathering my courage, I wouldn’t be so cold now.

“What did he do?”

I blink and stop trying to rub feeling back into my fingertips. “Excuse me?”

“My asshole son. What’s he done now?” He catches my hand and lifts it between us. My ring finger is markedly empty. Shane skates his thumb across the bare skin, still frowning. Now my shivers have very little to do with temperature and everything to do with desire.

Maybe this is why Max and I were never going to work. His freaking father can do more with a single swipe of his thumb than Max was ever interested in doing with his entire body. Then again, Max and I only ever had polite, friendly sex—which was not what I found him doing with his secretary when I showed up unexpectedly at his office. I don’t want to get into it right now. I’ve already had four days of tears and raging with my girlfriends, but if I start talking about how I found Max fucking his secretary like the biggest goddamn cliché in existence, I’m going to start crying again.

That’s not why I’m here.

I’m here for revenge—and maybe a little pleasure, too, though the pleasure rates a distant second in priorities.

“Shane.” I say his name slowly. In all the time I dated Max, I called him Mr. Alby. A necessary distance between us, a reminder of what he was to me—only ever my boyfriend’s father. I rip down that distance now and stare up at him, letting him see the pent up emotions I’ve spent two long years ignoring and denying.

His dark eyes go wide and then hot before he shutters his response, locking himself up tight. But, almost as if he can’t resist, he swipes the pad of his thumb over my bare ring finger again. “Tell me what happened.”

“We’re over.” My voice catches, and I hate that it catches. “No going back, no crossing Go, no collecting two hundred dollars.