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Car Confessions

Joey

I couldn't help the way my eyes ran over her body as she tugged her shorts up. She had really filled out and looked almost nothing like the little girl I had last seen. I brought my fingers to my nose, inhaling her scent deeply. My cock got hard in my pants. Lord, she smelled as good as she tasted. Let me not even get started on how she felt, writhing under my hands. It had taken everything in me not to just thrust into her from behind and make her mine.

“Ummm… are you ready?”

I smiled at her. “Yes. Come on.”

I walked over to the door, unlocked it, and held it open for her. She took a deep breath before straightening her back and walking through, drawing my eyes to her ass with the way her hips swayed. Fuck! I always knew she was going to be trouble. My only mistake was thinking that I needed to get a gun for her future boyfriends. Never once had I thought that I would be the future male who needed the warning not to hurt her. I stopped beside Jane’s desk.

“Tomorrow morning, you will be training Madison. She will be my new personal assistant.”

I turned to Madison and chuckled when I saw the blush on her face. Jane stood up, beaming.

“I’m so happy that you will be taking over my position, Miss Morgan. I always thought that you would end up working here.”

“T-thank you, Mrs. Taylor.”

“Have a good night, Jane.”

“You, too, Mr. Morgan, Miss Morgan.”

I gripped Madison’s arm to lead her out. She stood stiffly in the elevator as we rode it down while I watched her, doing my best not to burst out laughing at the deer caught in headlights look on her face. When she tried to walk away from me outside the building, my hand shot out to stop her.

“Where are you going?”

“To my car?” She asked softly.

“No! You’re riding with me,” I told her, hesitant to let her out of my sight.

“What about my car?”

“We’ll take it home tomorrow during lunch.”

“Okay…”

She followed me to my car, and as soon as we were both inside, she turned toward me with her head on the seat.

“How were you not embarrassed that she heard me screaming? You didn’t even bat an eye.”

I chuckled. “I promise she didn’t hear you.”

“How can you be sure?”

“My office is soundproof.”

“Soundproof? Why is it soundproof? Just how many women have you fucked in your office?”

I slammed on my brakes to turn and glare at her. “Excuse me?”

She stared at me defiantly. “What number contract am I?”

“For God’s sake, Madison. You’re the first one. I was loyal to your mother up until 3 weeks ago, when she met me for lunch to ask me for money because she’s pregnant.”

Her eyes teared up. “You’re going to have a baby with her?”

My anger immediately died as I reached out to cup her cheek. “No, Maddie Bear, I’m not. Your mother and I haven’t been intimate in years. There’s no possible way that kid is mine. I told her that I wasn’t going to take this kid on. That she left me and had made her choice. I’m a man. I have needs. Needs that have been neglected for years because I tried to keep the hope that she would wake up and see how much I loved our family, but she never did.”

She covered my hand. “Then why is she included in our contract?”

I sighed as my thumb stroked her cheek. “Because, as much as I know better, I still have hope that she’ll come home and be better for both of us.” A horn honked behind me, and I cursed under my breath as I started to drive again. “As for the soundproofing at my office, it’s an old work habit.”

“An old work habit? You help people break up. Why would you need your office soundproofed?”

I glanced at her. “You really don’t know anything, do you?”

“Apparently not!” She snapped. “I was just a child, remember?”

And there I was, feeling like a dick all over again. I reached for her hand, winding our fingers together. “I’m sorry, babygirl. I thought your mother would have told you certain stuff. She told me she had. I used to handle criminal cases. When you were six, I handled a huge nationally televised triple homicide. I won. The jury had come back within the hour with a not guilty verdict. I wanted to celebrate with you, so I took the afternoon off to pick you up from school.

I bought that big ass blue teddy bear with the big purple bow on it for you, and I was going to take you to that stupid Wild Thornberry’s movie. I had an entire afternoon planned, but when I got to your school, there was a man with a gun. I recognized him from the trial. He was one of the victim’s brothers. He was going to shoot you. He didn’t care that you were six.

The only thing that mattered was to make me suffer. I pulled you out of that school that day and got you enrolled in a private school with metal detectors and armed, retired police officers as security guards. I quit my job at my firm and switched to family law. Everything I have done since you were born was for you. There’s an account with your name on it that holds a little over $100,000,000. Every month since you were born, I have put $500,000 into it. I wanted to make sure that you would never be homeless or in need of anything. You mean the world to me, babygirl. There is nothing that I wouldn’t do for you.”

She shifted to lay her head on my shoulder. “Mom, hurt me,” she said quietly. “Sometimes when you worked, she would have men over. She would lock me in my room and tell me that if I told you, she would leave me at the fire department. When she slept with Nathan, I should have expected it, but it still crushed me. She never let me have anything that made me happy. She killed the puppy you got me for my 8th birthday. She fed it rat poison in front of me and told me that she already had a pathetic little bitch to take care of, and she didn’t need another one.”

I kissed her cheek. “I’m so sorry, Maddie. She should have never been a mother, but I’m glad you’re here. You make my life better just by existing.”

“Is it weird for you to touch me? Like we did back at the office?”

“Yes,” I answered honestly.

“So, why do it?”

I remained quiet until we pulled up in front of our house. I pushed my seat back before pulling her onto my lap.

“For the same reason that you’re letting me. We both deserve better than we got from Amber. I won’t lie to you, Madison; I want to make her suffer for making me believe that you were my biological daughter. I want to make her suffer for hurting you. I want to make her suffer for making me lose you for two years. I never got to apologize for our fight. When I came home from cooling down that night, you were already gone. My first thought was that someone had taken you. I was a mess for weeks until I got into a fight with your mother about carrying on like you didn’t matter. She threw it in my face, saying that she had spoken to you and you were fine. She said you just didn’t want to come home because I yelled at you for sneaking that boy in. As weird as it sounds, I’m glad you showed up in my office when you did. It has given me so many answers that I needed. It brought you back to me.”

I reached up to run my fingers through her hair. “I want us to have an open relationship, Maddie. I want you to feel comfortable asking me about anything. I want you to feel free to explore everything with me. I want to guide you and teach you, not just sexually either. I want to talk about everything Amber did. I want to fix all the problems she caused between us.”

She searched my face for a second before asking, “Why?”

I gripped her hair in my fist to pull her head back a little so I could brush my lips over her neck.

“Because, Madison, you matter to me. You always did. You were always my heart. Even now, you’re my everything.”

I could feel her pulse speed as I continued to kiss her neck. “Even over my mother?”

I nodded as I licked up her neck to her ear. “Every day of your life.”

She tried to lower her head, and I let her go so she could. She surprised me by kissing my lips. “Are you hungry? I’m supposed to cook for you.”

I chuckled against her lips as I gripped her hips to move her against my erection, picking up on her need to end the conversation. “I’m starving.”

She pecked my lips one more time. “You shower, and I’ll cook.”

She hopped out of the car, running to the house. After leaning against the car, I watched her type her old code into the lock on the door before spinning around with shock on her face when it opened immediately.

“You kept my code?”

I nodded. “I wanted you to know that you were welcome home any time you wanted to come back.”

She ran back over to me to kiss my cheek before dashing inside. I walked in with a grin on my face, following the sounds of pots clattering to the kitchen, where I leaned against the doorframe as I watched her eagerly start peeling and cutting potatoes. After a few minutes, she looked up at me, flushing.

“Did you need something?”

“No. I’m just watching you.”

She beamed at me. “It’s been so long since I could cook. I couldn’t really afford food.”

I sauntered over to her to put my hands on her hips as I kissed her cheek. “I’m glad you’re home, babygirl.”

She leaned back against me for a second before shooing me out of the room. I held her for a few seconds before forcing myself away from her to go shower. I was going to have to trust her that she wouldn’t run away again. Even with that thought in my mind, I quickly showered before pulling on black sweats. I walked to my door to listen to her puttering around in the kitchen.

“HEY! ARE YOU OUT OF THE SHOWER?!” She yelled.

I raised an eyebrow. Was she yelling at me? People never yelled at me. Everybody knew I didn’t answer to people. I walked to my bed and sat down with my arms folded across my chest to wait for her to come find me while she continued to scream for me. Finally, I heard her grumbling as she stomped down the hallway toward my room. She came around the corner, and my mouth dropped open.

My eyes ran over her body, and I opened my mouth repeatedly before I finally managed to say, “What are you wearing?”

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