Disgrace

Chapter 9: Not Kid

Mason

Her throat bobbed before her gaze fluttered to eyes. All the desire I saw suddenly went from her face, nothing but the glimpse of it left only in her amber eyes.

"Okay, kid. Stop it." She said calmly as she rose from the water. I gulped as my eyes roamed on her now wet skin, the bikini bra doesn't have any fúcking foam so I could see how much her nîpples are poking out against the fabric, begging for my mouth. Thank fúck that this is her 'secret spot', which means it is at least ten minutes away by foot from the most populated area of the Gun beach. Nobody is around except for both of us, and when I followed her, there were barely any people around on the main beach since it is getting late for swimming.

Nobody but the greeneries behind the white sand, the clear salty water, the setting sun and my ravenous séx fiend beast ready to devour Dr. Katrina Isobel. Consensually, of course.

"Kid, hm really, Kitty-Kat?" I asked her as I held her clothes in one hand. I am trying to keep my eyes on her gorgeous face but her body's just to die for. Victoria Secret models have nothing on her curves. Her åss juicy and her breasts are perfect for my hands. Her collarbones are sexily jutting out that I am dying to run my tongue on and leave kiss marks on.

She remained calm before licking her lower lip that made my balls ache even more.

"Okay, Not Kid. Would you please stop calling me that pet name?"

"Why? Turn you on?"

She shook her head.

"You s-shouldn't be giving me any names or calling me anything other than Aunt Kat, Mason."

"No, I don't like that. I want to call you my baby mama and the mother of my children."

She gasped in surprise.

One by one, I threw her scrubs away from us while I stepped closer to her. She swallowed nervously.

"L-Look, I don't know h-how bored you must be to f-follow me here.." She started stepping back while I continued to close the distance between us.

"Oh, I am not bored at all, Katrina. This is what I have been looking forward to ever since I saw you,"

"This is n-not a good idea, Mason."

"Why not, hm?"

"I'm thirty-three and I am also Theo's auntie. This is just.......you could be my nephew.." The words died down her lips when I pulled my shirt off. "Tukso. Ano ba." Her brown eyes raked on my wide chest down to my abs and I swore I saw her do the sign of the cross when she saw my V line.

"But I am not."

She is trying to deter me but she doesn't understand that nothing can take me away from her.

"Whatever this weird attraction you have for me, will go away, promise. There are much hotter and younger women out there for you, j-just  give me my clothes and then go back to my condo, playing your kiddie games—-ay!"

She yelped when I finally stood in front of her and grabbed her hand. Without taking my eyes off of her face, I shove her hand inside my shorts.

"Oh. God." She squealed. Her eyes widened and her mouth parted.

"Go ahead, it's yours, Katrina." I said huskily. "Shît, your hand is too small. You can't even hold it full."

"You're too b-big." She panted. "You just gave me direct access to crush your balls in my hand, Mason."

"I would still be the luckiest man alive because you touched me." I smirked.

"You are crazy."

"Yes and also your soon to be baby daddy." I held her cheek in my hand. "And you call me kid like you weren't you just talking about me with your friend on the phone."