Sweet Possession (Carson-Fox Resorts #2)

Chapter 26

Cora

F ox stayed home from work for the next two days. We spoke moreabout Jessie, and he showed me the only few pictures he had of herthathe’d stolen from his mom before he left home all those years ago.

We laughed together when he told me all the cute things she used todo as a kid, like calling him Hairy because she couldn’t say Harvey to begin with. Or when she wanted Fox to be a princess, and he’d let her put their mom’s makeup on his face.

Talking about Jessie was like a lid had been lifted. Fox pouredhis heart out about the treatment he’d suffered at the hands of his dad and the cruelty he’d experienced from his mom.

The more he shared, the more he inspired me. He knew better thananyone the kind of emotional scarsthata horrible childhood left behind, but he’d overcome it. He’d proved his parents wrong, showed the worldthathe was more thanjusta product of a family who didn’t love their children, and he’d done it all by himself.

Well, he had Nash. Fox told me a little bit about Nash’s childhood andhow their shared experiences with shitty fathers had only made them grow as friends.

They were both an inspiration.

We visited the cemetery both days, spending a few hours sitting onJessie’s bench with the sun beating down on us as we spoke about everything from our favorite cartoons when we were kids, to how Fox and Nash started their business.

When we returned home, we’d either spend time with me readingaloud to Fox, or with him attempting to help me as I made fresh bread to go with our dinner, and sweet treats for afters.

Learning about Jessie had brought us closer together. My heart wasfull with the love I held for Fox, and although Fox had always said we had a future together, I was finally starting to believe it.

For the past two mornings, I’d been woken up by Fox, who’d presseda light kiss on my forehead as I slept, before he headed down to spend an hour doing lengths in the pool.

The first morning he’d gone out to the pool, I’d jumped out of bedwhen I heard splashing to find him gliding smoothly through the water, his strong arms and legs powering him with ease.

I watched in awe, admiring how damn attractive he looked while heswam, and when he got up early the next morning to go for another swim, I quickly got out of bed to watch him.Thatwas when an idea formed. An idea I had when Fox’s words spun in my head.

‘The best way to deal with a memorythathaunts you is to take awayits power. Facethatmemory head-on and reclaim it. Change it into somethingthatmakes you feel the opposite of what it used to make you feel.’

I’d enlisted Savannah to help me with my idea, hoping like hell myplan wasn’t going to backfire.

When Fox kissed me the next morning, I waited for the sound of himdiving into the pool to ring out before I hopped out of bed and ran to the wardrobe where I’d hidden my new two-piece swimsuit.

I’d asked Sav to find me the sexiest swimsuit she could, and shedidn’t disappoint.

Tiny, glittery black triangles barely covered my breasts, held in placeby a thin string I’d tied around my back and neck. A flush crept over my cheeks when I slipped on the bottoms, spinning to catch my reflection in the mirror and finding my ass cheeks were on full display as the thin string did very little to cover me.

I gave myself a once over in the mirror, pushing away the little voicethattold me I was stupid for trying this. But I had to try. Fox had replaced the memory of Dwayne in the shower room, I wanted to replace the memory of him finding Jessie dead in the pool.

Summoning up every ounce of courage, I made my way through thehouse and out to the pool, ignoring my self-conscious need to run back to the bedroom and cover up.

Fox didn’t break his stride as I approached. He’d told methatwhenhe swam, it was the only time he could turn his brain off, and only think about the pain in his body as he pushed himself.

I could relate tothat. Baking was something I did to quieten my mind.I’d have to concentrate on getting the measurements right, and it was one of the few times I didn’t have to think about anything but what I was doing inthatmoment.

Reaching the shallow end of the pool where three long steps led intothe water, I waited for Fox to do his return length. He was halfway back to where I stood when his head whipped up .

At seeing me, his measured strokes turned to thrashing as he tried tofind his feet, his head dunking under the water for a second.

“Fuck me,”he spluttered when he managed to stand. His eyes rakedup and down my body, tingles erupting over my skin everywhere his searing gaze hit.

Slowly, he waded through the water, droplets sliding over hissculpted chest and abs, making my mouth salivate. I would have given anything to run my tongue over his delicious body.

Before he could climb out, I took the three steps into the pool to meethim, the water warmer than I’d expected as it hit my legs. When I stepped off the last step, the water only came up to the middle of my thighs.

“New rule, baby girl. From now on, you only wear this around thehouse,”he said, when we reached each other, his eyes darkening with lust as he stared at my breasts.

“You like?”I replied, turning in a circle to show off my ass.

“I fucking love it,”he growled seductively, grabbing me and lifting meinto his arms. He cupped my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.“NotthatI’m complaining, but is there a reason you’re wearing practically nothing other thanjustto tease me?”

My heart began to thump. Notjustfrom Fox’s proximity and the wayhis hard length was pressing against my core, but with nerves for what I was about to say.“I want to make new memories.”

I pressed my mouth against his, not giving him time to reply. I’dintended it to be a quick kiss, but when his hand came up so he could lace his fingers through my hair and hold me still, I relaxed into it.

There was no resistance when I licked his lips, seeking entrance tohis mouth, and when our tongues started dancing, he moved us back, the water rising tojustbelow my chest. Fox lifted his legs from the floor, letting us float in the buoyancy of the water .

I couldn’t remember a time when I’d been swimming before, and Isupposed I should have been scared, especially knowing what happened to Jessie.

But I wasn’t.

With Fox holding me securely, I knew he wouldn’t let anything happento me.

He was my protector.

“What new memories would you like to make, baby girl?”Fox said,his fingers digging into my ass a little harder.

I bit my lip as I gave myself an internal pep talk, telling myself to nothold back. To go for what I had planned.“I want to be in charge, Daddy,”I whispered against the shell of his ear.

His length twitched against my core as his lips curled into an amusedsmirk.“Make the most of itthen, Cora, because it’ll only happen once.”

I couldn’t stop the triumphant grin from spreading, knowing how hardFox would find it to let me lead. Truthfully, I loved him taking control. I was still learning my way around sex, and I was more than happy to let him teach me.

But on this one occasion, I wanted to be in control.

Keeping one hand wrapped around the back of his neck. I lifted theother over my shoulder and tugged the string holding my bra in place. I’d purposefully not tied the knot too tight so I could easily undo it.

Sure enough, with a tug of one of the strands, the knot came loose,allowing the small triangles covering my breasts to slip down.

Reaching around, I undid the knot at my back, the bra comingcompletely free to float in the water. Fox inhaled a shaky breath, his pupils dilating when his gaze dropped to my taut nipples .

I opened my mouth to give him his first order, but I paused when rightatthatmoment, Annaliese’s words about Fox getting bored of me tried to push their way to the front of my mind.

But I closed them down, refusing to let her take this moment from us.This was about making new memories for Fox. Not about Annaliese, or anyone else who wanted to take what we had from us.

“I want you to suck my nipples, Daddy.”

Fox’s smile transformed into a salacious one.“Yes, ma’am,”he saidseriously, making me giggle.

He lowered his head, his hot mouth finding my nipple and taking itbetween his lips, a thrill of pleasure shooting through my body and going straight between my legs.

The hand at the back of his neck came up to grip his head, holdinghim against my nipple as he toyed with it between his teeth. With my free hand, I moved it between us to stroke a finger down the lines of his solid abs until I reached the waistband of his shorts.

Fox pulled away, his lips popping off my nipple as he lifted his head.“Baby girl, I need to move us over to the side, otherwise we’re going to be in all sorts of trouble if we carry on doing this in the middle of the pool.”

I let a mischievous smile curl my lips as I twisted my wrist to dip myhand into his shorts, finding his thick erection and wrapping my fingers around it.

“Okay, Daddy. I give you permission to move us to the side,”I saidplayfully. His eyes flashed with disobedience, and he was about to reply when I tightened my grip around his length and slowly moved my hand down to his base .

Whatever he was about to say was instantly forgotten about as hesqueezed his eyes closed, and air hissed out between his teeth.“You’re going to be the fucking death of me, baby girl.”

Fox began walking us to the shallow end of the pool, his pulsethrumming in his neck as I slid my hand up to the head of his cock. Between my legs, I was growing wetter, and it wasn’t because I was in the pool.

When we reached the side, Fox released my ass and I lowered mylegs. The water was once again shallow enough to only reach my thighs. As I continued to pump his shaft, refusing to loosen my grip, his fingers hooked on either side of my g-string, and he pulled it down.

Under the water, I kicked my legs, freeing the bottoms which joinedmy floating bra. As I increased my speed, pumping my hand faster, Fox’s hand came up to roughly grip my jaw, his mouth slamming down possessively on me as he dominated my mouth.

Somehow, I managed to hold in the laughthatwanted to burst free athis inability to hand over his control to me. I thought he’d manage to last a little bit longer before he demanded to take the lead again.

“Need to be inside you, Cora,”he murmured, his lips brushing againstmine.

“Not yet, Daddy. Not until I say so,”I replied, repeating words he’dsaid to me the night before when he was licking between my legs and I’d begged him to let me come.

He’d teased me for whatseemedlike an age before he finally let myorgasms take hold.

A growl rumbled in his throat at my denial. This time, I couldn’t stopthe laugh from slipping out. His eyes narrowed on me as he firmly gripped my hips.“Oh, baby girl. You’re in so much trouble.”

In a quick move, he ripped my hand from out of his shorts, and spunme around, sloshing water all around us. With a hand between my shoulders, he pushed me forward over the side of the pool, before using his feet to kick my legs apart.

A chill ran through me as my nipples pressed against the cool tiles.Barely giving me a chance to prepare, Fox slammed inside me, a cryof pure pleasure escaping me.

“You okay?”he said, a hint of concern in his tone.

Thatwas one of the many things I loved about him. Whenever hethrust into me with urgency, he always took a few seconds to make sure he hadn’t hurt me. And I knewthatif ever I said no, or asked him to stop, he would without hesitation.

“Yes, Daddy. Fuck me, please,”I breathed, my core filled to the brim.

“Yes, ma’am,”he chuckled, pulling out of me before slamming backinside me.

My breast rubbed against the smooth tiles of the poolside as Fox keptone hand between my shoulder blades, the other, an iron-clad grip on my hip. He thrust hard. Desperate. The water splashed around us, our combined moans and slap of skin filling the morning air.

From this angle, Fox hit the spot inside methathad my toes curlingand my abdominal muscles clenching. He pounded into me relentlessly, bringing me to the brink of climax.

“Daddy, I’m going to come,”I whimpered, squeezing my eyes closedas my fingertips tried to get purchase on the slippery tiles.

“Good. Come for me, baby girl. Let me feel your perfect cunt swallowmy cock,”he panted, increasing his pace again.

My core tightened as my orgasm hit, clamping down around Fox’scock. With a final thrust, he drove into me hard, stilling when he spilled his release deep inside me.

Fox stayed inside me while we both regained our breaths, the two ofus panting heavily. When he slipped out of me, he helped me to stand, turning me to face him.

Love shone brightly in his eyes as he tenderly stroked a thumbover my bottom lip.“Best fucking swimming session I’ve ever had.”

“Baby girl, I need to go into the office for a few hours,”Fox said,having showered and dressed in his suit after our morning session in the pool.

“Okay, Daddy. I need to start making the cake for Becca andAndrew’s engagement party tomorrow anyway.”

Despite me acting like a complete headcase when I met them, Beccaand Andrew had hired me after Sav and Nash’s party. They thought I was ill from how pale I’d gone, and no one corrected themthatthe real reason I looked like I was going to be sick was because I’djustbeen accosted in the restroom.

They’d come to the house the day before to discuss what kind ofcake they wanted and how much it would cost them. It was a good job Fox sat in the meeting because when I shrugged and said I wasn’t sure, he jumped in and negotiated a deal for me.

This would be my first real paid job. I’d refused to take any moneyfrom Sav after all the clothes she’d been bringing me, much to her dismay.

We’d eventually agreed on a three-tier cake, one layer of vanilla, onelayer of red velvet, and one layer of chocolate. They wanted it decorated in icing with a bouquet of pink, purple, and yellow sugar flowers sitting on the top, and a waterfall of sugar flowers cascading down one side.

It was going to be a lot of work but I was confident I could do it, and Iwas looking forward to getting stuck in. I’d made sugar flowers before, and while they were fiddly, and would take me several hours to make the amount I was going to need, they were going to look pretty.

Fox grabbed my hips and spun me to face him.“Thank you for thismorning, I neededthatmore than I realized.”He placed a delicate kiss on my lips.

“I’m glad it helped, we’ll have to make more new memories,”I replied,grinning.

He kissed me again before crossing the kitchen to pour a cup ofcoffee from the pot I’d made into his travel mug.“I was going to grab a drink with Nash a bit later, do you mind?”

“No, of course not,”I replied, distracted as I tied my apron around me.“Is Sav coming over?”

“Erm…I think she’s got quite a bit to do before her show in a fewdays. Will you be okay on your own for the day?”

“I’ll be fine,”I replied, grabbing the huge bag of flour I was going toneed for the cake.“It’s going to take me pretty much all day and most of the evening to get this cake done.”

“Okay, baby girl. If you need anything,justcall.”Once he’d put sugarand creamer into his coffee, he put the lid on and came back over to me, giving me yet another kiss.“I love you, baby girl.”

“I love you too, Daddy. Now get outta here, I’ve got too much to do tobe distracted by your kisses,”I said lightly .

“Have fun.”Withthat, he disappeared, and a few seconds later, thegrowl of his car rang out before fading as he drove away.

Lost in cake making, the day flew by. Fox phoned me aroundlunchtime to see how I was getting on, and to tell methathe’d ordered lunch for me, and it would be arriving shortly.

Sure enough, less than five minutes later, security at the gatedentrance phoned the house to confirm it was okay for the delivery guy to bring my lunch up.

I scoffed a delicious roast chicken salad sub as the first tier of thecake baked, snapping a photo to send to Fox of the empty wrapper after he told me to make sure I ate lunch.

While I busied myself with making a ridiculous amount of sugarflowers, I played music, singing loudly to different songs and laughing at myself for how bad my singing was but not caring.

I was enjoying myself.

For once, I was loving life.

Fox phoned again at dinner time, telling me to take a break and tomake sure I ate. Whatever he had been doing at work had ended up taking longer than he’d hoped, so he was onlythenheading out with Nash.

He said he’d only be going for a few beers, but I told him not to rushback. He deserved to have a night out with his friend.

By the time the cake was almost finished, dusk had fallen. I wasexhausted but overjoyed with how it had turned out. It was better than the image I’d had in my head, and I couldn’t wait to show it off.

I tidied up my mess and showered, wishing Fox was in the showerwith me to rub away the achethathad developed in my neck and back from where I was hunched over the counter making sugar flowers .

Once I’d put a pair of pajamas on, I snuggled under a blanket on thesofa in the living room and turned on the TV, wondering when Fox would be coming home.

The clock had ticked past 10 pm, and while I didn’t want to be theoverbearing girlfriend, checking in and demanding when her boyfriend was coming home, I couldn’t stop checking my phone to see if he’d messaged. My finger hovered over the call button numerous times before I talked myself out of ringing him.

I’d told him to enjoy his night, and I didn’t want to ruin it for him.

Giving up, I put my phone on the side and turned my attention to theepisode of Grey’s Anatomy thatwas playing. Fox had raved about the series, eventually convincing me to watch it. I’d only watched the first few episodes, and I was hooked.

But I must have dozed off as the jangling of keys opening the frontdoor woke me up. Rubbing my eyes, I dropped the blanket on the sofa as I made my way out to the hallway.

“Coooora,”Fox hiccuped, swaying in the open doorway. His whiteshirt was untucked, his tie hanging loose around the collar, and his top three buttons were undone.“Did…wake…you?”

An amused grin spread on my lips.“Are you drunk, Daddy?”

He hiccuped again. “Noooo,” he said, slurring. “What makes you shay that?”

I giggled when he shut the door a little too hard, telling it to be quietwhen the slam echoed through the house.

“Have you had a good night?”I asked as he threw his keys,attempting to get them in the bowl on the table but missing.

He prowled toward me but was unable to walk in a straight line, makingmy grin grow wider. I’d seen my dad drunk countless times, and whenever he came home inthatstate, I’d make myself scarce and spend the rest of the night worrying if he was going to hurt me.

But seeing Fox drunk didn’t instigate the slightest hint of fear in me.Not with the silly grin on his lips.

“I had the best night. I was celebrating,”he said, reaching me. Theoverpowering smell of stale liquor hit me, radiating off Fox.

“It smells like it, Daddy,”I said, my tone full of mirth.“What were youcelebrating?”

“I mished you, baby girl,”he slurred, ignoring my question as heleaned down to kiss me, but lost his balance. I grabbed him before he could fall on me.“Oops, sssorry.”

Laughter burst free, earning me a fond smile from him.“Weshould get you up to bed, Daddy. I think you might have a bit of a hangover tomorrow.”

I took his hand and led him to the stairs.“Yeah, letss gotobed,”hebabbled, followed by somethingthatsounded like he said he wanted to have sex, but it came out in a garbled sentence, not making any sense at all.

Iverymuch doubted we would be having sex.

Helping him up the stairs was no easy feat, not when he was the sizehe was.

“Hold onto the rail, Daddy,”I said, trying to hold onto his other side.

With physical strength I didn’t know I had, I managed to help him upthe stairs, doing my best to ignore the stench of alcohol and keep our balance. When we reached the landing, Fox suddenly grabbed me, pulling me against his front and tickling my sides.

“Daddy, stop!”I squealed, the two of us laughing.

But my laughter died when I inhaled the strong flowery scentof perfume .

Panic crawled up my throat as I pulled out of his grasp. The voicethatalways spoke when I was in the clutches of insecurities started.

He was with someone else tonight. It was only a matter of time…

“I fuck…love you…baby girl,”he slurred, his body still swaying, hiseyes glassy.“Best,”he hiccuped.“Thing...to ever happen.”

I took a calming breath.

No.

No. Fox wouldn’t dothatto me. There was bound to be anexplanation as to why he smelled like women’s perfume. I only had to ask.

“Same, Daddy,”I said, trying to rein in my emotions.“Come on, let’sgo to bed.”

He let me pull him down the hallway and to our bedroom.“Was itjustyou and Nash who went out?”I asked casually, hoping I didn’t sound like a jealous girlfriend.

His response was nothing but gibberish, and as we walked into thebedroom, he pulled his hand out of mine and face-planted across the bed.

“Daddy?”

He didn’t move. A beat later, a loud snore rumbled from his mouth.

I rolled my eyes.

Pulling his shoes and socks off, I tried to roll him over so Icould at least take his pants off, but he was an impossible weight to move, and with the steady snores coming from him, I had little chance of waking him up.

There was no way I could get into the bed with the way he waslaying. Figuring I’d have to sleep in my old room, I reached over to empty his pockets. At least if he rolled over in the night, he wouldn’t crush his phone.

It was his wallet I pulled out of the first pocket, and as I went to put iton the side, something fluttered out of it.

A piece of paper.

I bent to pick it up, not intending to look at whatever it was, but unableto help myself.

It was a receipt.

A receipt for a very expensive meal at a very expensive restaurant called Le Voile which had to be for more than one person.

A meal he’d had at lunchtime when he told me he was at work.