Step Daddy Keith | 18+

I want you

"Get the fuck off her!" The bastard was ripped off me with such force and punched across the face tacking him down to the ground.
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"I don't want to ever see you even near her again!" It was that familiar British accent that rang through my ears as I tried to recover from the shock. His fists kept flying at the disgusting guys face one after the other.

"When a woman tells you to stop placing your dirty hands on her you listen piece of shit." Keith snarled at the man on the ground with a now bruised and bloodied face.

"Keith!" My breathing was uneven and I was shaking slightly.

"Y/n are you alright my love?" Keith made his way to me checking for any injury or damage, lifting my chin for him to examine my face before cradling me in his arms protectively.

"I think so." My arms wrapped around him bringing him closer to feel secure, his face nuzzled into my neck as my eyes were set on the messed up face of the asshole moaning in pain.

"Come on let's get out of here." With an arm around me he walked us back into the crowded bar catching a few stares but the rest seem drunkenly unbothered. On our way out I turned back to see the band still playing on stage and Kelso no where to be seen.

Turning back Keith was walking us to his car but my mind went back to letting the guys know I'm leaving so they won't worry.

"Wait I should let them know we're going home?" He turned to me.

"They don't seem like they'll notice you're gone anytime soon." There was a hint of irritation in his voice.

"But I have to tell them, they'll be worried sick when they notice I'm gone." I stood still bringing him to a stop.

"You're not going back in there." His voice was stern and so were his eyes.

"Why not?" I didn't understand why he was acting this way.

"Because there's men with bad intentions in there and I'm not going to let you go back." I didn't like the way he was talking to me, like I was a child.

"Then come with me." I didn't see why there was a problem.

"No you're coming with me." He began walking pulling me with him.

"But Keith I don't want to ruin their night by making them worry." Why is he being so difficult!

"Damn it Y/n why can't you just listen to me and do as I say for once you know I don't like it when you don't obey me it makes me want to take you right then and there is that what you want!" He exclaimed pulling us into the alleyway.

"Keith what are you talking about?" What did he mean by that?

"Oh come on Y/n don't be so naive!" He yelled frustratedly causing me to flinch slightly and take a step away from him.

"Come on kitten just give into me already can't you see I want you, can't you see that every time your around me and wear those little skirts, or you look at me with those eyes or say that damn word all I want to do is pound into you so hard you won't be able to walk for the next week!" He let it all out breathing heavily at this point. I was shocked yet my core burned to know exactly how he felt about me.

"I don't think I've ever wanted anyone as bad as I want you, all of you for me, only me." He pushed me up against the wall our bodies pressed up together, his lips so close to mine just barely touching. He was very tempted almost as if he knew after he got a taste there was no going back.

"If you wanted me that bad why didn't you just say so daddy." He groaned before smashing our lips together. It was everything I imagined it'd be, hot and eager filled with passion.