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letting me in. He pushed my hand away, took a step back and nodded toward my car.
“Go.”
And so I did, already planning a way to get back at him for this.
Feisty.
Just how I liked my women, and Valley was no fucking exception.
I watched her drive her car out of my driveway, and when she was gone, fully infuriated and angry at me, I couldn’t help but laugh at her energetic and almost provoking way of coming here to tell me what she thought about this whole situation.
She was different in a good way, and although I had been rude to her once again, we both knew things between us weren’t over.
I needed a little more time after what I put her through last Saturday night, and although she enjoyed everything that I did, I wanted to give her time to reflect on it.
If she was one-hundred percent sure of her choices.
She wasn’t when I asked her the first time to be mine, but seeing her show up at my door in an insanely tight and sexy dress, determined to get me back showed me exactly that.
She wanted me and I wanted her, but if she let me have her, she’d have to be sure about all the things I would put her through.
The way I was on Saturday wasn’t the harshest I could get, and even if there didn’t seem to be any limits for her, I would definitely show her that at some point, even she had to take a step back.
I walked back into my kitchen where I had been for the past half an hour to cook dinner, and even before Valley came by I had been thinking about her.
Wondering how she was doing and if I hadn’t hurt her too badly that night.
She seemed overwhelmed after I came inside of her, and her body needed to rest just like her mind to take in everything we did.
Certain kinks weren’t looked at as normal ones like maybe having daddy issues, but even that got frowned upon.
Even if a girl did go through trauma when she was little.
If there’s one thing I hated on this planet, it was the way people just couldn’t ignore things they disapproved of.
That’s why I accepted Valley the way that she was, and that’s also why we could live out our fantasies without judging each other.
Hell, bodily fluids connected to sex were never my thing, up until a day I suddenly started to like it.
But even before that I didn’t shame people who enjoyed that shit.
Who knew my own damn brother was one of those people?
No matter what it was, no matter what you liked in life, there were always closed-minded people who judged. And those exact people were ones I didn’t have time or patience for in my life.
Valley wanted to get a second chance to answer my question I asked her multiple times that night, and what kind of asshole would I be to not give it to her?
In the end, I was getting older, and who knew if there’s another beautiful, strong, and confident girl out there wanting to live out her desires with me?
There were things I felt for Valley I never felt for another woman before, and although it only seemed as if I wanted her for the sex and my own pleasure, Val could be the one I wanted to settle down with.
Only if she wanted the same, because at eighteen, she had her whole damn life ahead of her.
I focused on the food I was cooking, but every now and then I thought of her parents, my friends, finding out about what their daughter has been doing behind their backs.
That could get messy, and knowing Andrew, he wouldn’t approve of me being with his daughter.
Maybe not so much because of our age difference, but more so because of me being his long-time friend.
It would be immoral in his eyes, and I could already imagine him being angrier at Valley than me, because she was irresponsible for flirting and throwing herself at an older man.
It was all up to me to make sure he wouldn’t disown his daughter for getting what she wanted, because as much of a tease Valley was, this wasn’t all on her.
I played with fire and let her burn me.
Heavily.
“Valley, are you ready? Guests will be here any minute!” Della called out from outside my bedroom, knocking at my door while I looked at myself in the mirror, making sure I looked good