I was impressed. She could have easily passed this shitty task off to me, but instead she was taking responsibility for it. Not a lot of people would be willing to step up like that.
It only showed me how strong she was. I already knew she was an impressive person just for raising a small child on her own and for going back to school, but she had an even deeper strength inside her that I realized I was only beginning to see.
“Okay then,” I said. “We’ll do it your way.”
“Good. I like getting my way.”
I grinned at her. “Don’t get used to it, princess. You’ll find that you like doing what I tell you to do.”
“You think so?”
“I sure do, princess.”
“So far the only thing you’ve made me feel is scared for my life.”
I laughed and moved toward her. “We both know that isn’t true.”
“You can’t just order me around you know.”
“I’m the SEAL Team captain. You’re going to want to obey my orders.”
“Oh that’s right, military man. You’re just so good at what you do. Right?”
“Damn right. Remember the way your body felt when I pressed my tongue against that clit?”
“No,” she said, but I grinned. I could see her cheeks turning red.
“Sure you do. I know you still touch yourself at night remembering the way I made you sweat, the way my cock filled your tight cunt to the brim and made you scream my name.”
“Emory,” she said.
“Exactly. Just like that.”
“No, Emory. I think my parents are home.”
I grinned at her and nodded. “Yeah. That’s their car.”
“Let me do the talking.”
“It’s your show, princess.”
She made a face. “And stop calling me that.”
I grinned hugely at her. “No thanks.”
I went back to cleaning up, my cock hard as hell. I loved the look on her face when I talked dirty to her, both surprised and loving every second of it. She acted like she was this nice girl, but I knew the truth underneath all that polite, Midwestern bullshit.
She was a fucking animal. That night she showed me her true colors. She loved fucking, loved having my cock deep between her legs, and she could barely pretend otherwise.
I was glad she was taking point on this parents thing. I would have done it, but now I was fucking distracted by thoughts of fucking her up against the kitchen counter.
I wanted to hear her beg for it, hear her say my name again.
Good thing Travis was coming soon. If I couldn’t stop thinking about my cock slipping deep into Tara’s wet cunt, I was afraid I’d make some stupid mistake.
The girl was under my skin, and I fucking liked it.
11
Tara
My stomach was a pit of nervous buzzing as my parents walked into the kitchen. If they were surprised, they didn’t show it as Dad shook hands with Emory.
“Good to meet you, son,” Dad said.
“Likewise, Roger.”
Dad squeezed Emory’s hand and inwardly I cringed. He was giving Emory his best intimidating look, which wasn’t very intimidating. Emory was a good three inches taller, and although he weighed less, Dad’s weight was fat whereas Emory’s weight was muscle.
“I hope you’ll be sticking around for a while,” Dad said.
“I will be, sir.”
I smiled. Dad would like that military “sir” stuff.
“Very good.”
“Actually, guys,” I said quickly, “we need to talk.”
“Is everything okay?” Mom asked me.
Dad let go of Emory’s hand and took a seat at the table.
“Mom, why don’t you sit with Dad.”
She frowned. “Are you two getting married?”
Emory laughed. I shot him a look and he grinned back, keeping himself under control.
“No, we’re not getting married,” I said.
“Why not? You have a baby together,” Dad added.
I wanted to absolutely strangle him.
“Guys, please listen. Mom, sit.”
She sat down next to Dad.
“Really, honey, if you two want to get married, we’d be very happy.”
I clenched my jaw. “We’re not getting married. Will you just listen?”
“You’d marry our daughter, right, Emory?” Dad asked him.
I almost strangled him right then and there.
“Dad!”
“What? I’m just asking.”
Emory could barely contain his laughter.
“Listen to me, guys,” I said. “This is serious.” I glanced at Emory, and he got himself under control, giving me his best serious face.
“Go ahead, sweetheart,” Mom said.
“Look, I’m in trouble. We all might be in trouble actually.”