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I can control myself. I have to control myself.
I watch.
Just. Watch.
Between the shadows of the second floor of my home, I get an unobstructed view of Leighton sitting beside the pool. Her beautiful curvy body is on display as she lies on one of the lounge chairs in her bikini.
I should be in bed, sleeping.
Should be writing my next lecture on hypnotherapy for a convention I’ve been invited to next month.
Anything but this.
Except, watching Leighton is a compulsion I can’t resist.
She’s sweet, so sweet, as she laughs with my daughter. Milo and Rylan are inside the warm pool, but Leighton won’t get in with them. She never does.
And yet she still wears a bikini. Has done so every day during the summer she’s spent here.
The skimpy white material barely covers her skin. Her plump lips stretch in the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.
The honorable, sane side of me has a simple explanation for this. For why she’s always here and not sleeping at her parents’. Why she’s wearing a bikini without getting into the water until the sun’s no longer up in the sky.
It’s Rylan. Of course it’s for her, for my daughter. Leighton’s best friend loves to swim, so she’s blending in by keeping her bikini on.
Of course.
Of. Course.
But the sick and twisted part of me insists otherwise. The deviant side of me has another truth in mind.
Leighton isn’t here just for Rylan. She hasn’t kept her bikini on to blend in, or for any other reason other than…
Me.
She dons a bikini at night for me. For my benefit.
Fuck, the thought alone gets me harder than before. My cock strains against my black cotton pants. I’m mad; my hand clenching and unclenching at my side. I’m mad it’s not closing around Leighton’s throat. Around my throbbing dick.
I should walk away from this. Turn away. Go to my goddamn bed and sleep. But fuck me, I’m unable to tear myself from this. Unable to subdue this depravity within me.
I’m here, following her every move, eyeing her as she stands up after Rylan splashed water at her. She’s playful like that, my daughter. But that playfulness has Leighton soaked and needing a change of clothes.
Which is why she turns to leave the poolside.
Being a single dad, I’m protective as fuck over Rylan. I wouldn’t have allowed my daughter to stay with a boy in the pool by herself. A boy she obviously likes.
Blond, tall, and muscular man-boys have no business wandering around my daughter in the pool after dark. Most of them would’ve tried sleeping with her at this point. After all, he has been coming over for months.
Not Milo.
It isn’t my daughter he’s after. She’s never been the one whose ass he’s been ogling.
He’s drawn to the same young woman I am.
The woman who’s mine.
Leighton.
