SEDUCING MY EX’S FATHER IN LAW - Season 6 Episode 29

She kissed him deeply, letting her tongue explore his mouth; he breathed her in, his nose crinkling in understanding that her scent was wrong.

By then, Judy was long gone.

“Judy…” he whispered, his reality distorted. “You smell different.”

Rachel scowled at her name… why was he thinking about Judy still?

“New perfume,” she murmured as she pulled off her shirt. “Now, kiss my neck like you mean it.”

And he did; he grabbed her and kissed her neck like she was the most precious thing in the world, knowing damn well that it wasn’t Rachel he was thinking about.

He nibbled and sucked her neck until she had red bruises all along her neckline.

She pulled his shirt off as well and did the same to him; he let out a soft moan, draping his fingers through her hair and pressing her further into him as she nibbled and sucked on the nape of his neck, marking up his skin. She needed her scent all over him and his all over her if she wanted him to believe this lie.

When he had a few hickeys coating his body, she pulled back, admiring her work with a winning smile.

She pulled him to his feet, and though he stumbled and could barely walk, she managed to get him into his bedroom, pushing him onto the bed. He was practically asleep the second his head hit the pillow, which made her job that much easier.

She pulled off his pants and boxers, leaving him completely naked.

Rachel pulled the covers over his naked body and then went back into the living room. If she wanted to make this believable, she needed to get drunk as well and make it seem like they were both overly intoxicated. She drank until she could barely see straight, raiding the mini bar on the far side of the living room.

She drank and sprayed her perfume all over the room, hoping to mask Judy’s lingering scent.

Once she was done, she joined him in the room. She stripped off all her clothes and slid into bed.

Moments later, she was drifting off to sleep with a smile on her face.

This plan was bound to work.

Gavn’s POV

My head hurt like hell.

What the fuck happened last night?

Before I even opened my eyes, I felt my head. I remember it was burning up at one point… but something made it feel better.

Or someone.

I startled when the image of Judy straddling my lap surfaced in my mind. Her breathy moans as she captured my lips with hers, the taste of her tongue in my mouth, and the way we breathed the same air.

The feeling of her in my arms.

My cock stirred at the very memory. My very protruding and naked cock…

Naked?

I opened my eyes to the dim lighting of the room, glancing around the familiar suite.

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How did I get to my suite?

I lifted my head, feeling a presence beside me, and I turned my head to see a figure in my bed. The blanket covered her entire body as she struggled against my pillow. With a

pounding heart, I grabbed the

of the blanket. I needed to see her for myself, to know that it was Judy who warmed my bed just as she kissed me and made me feel more alive than ever last night. Just as she cured the heat that threatened my body from the liquor that I had. drunk.

I pulled back the covers, my heart dropping into the pit of my stomach as I saw

the woman, the naked woman, who lay next to me.

Rachel.

She stirred as the cold air of the room hit her flesh, and then her eyes fluttered open, a tired smile on her face when she saw me staring at her.

“Good morning, handsome,” she said, attempting to touch me, but I managed to dodge her.

“Rachel, what the fuck are you doing here?” I asked her, my eyes narrowed. I’m aware of how cold and cruel I sounded, but at this moment, I didn’t care.

She frowned as she sat up.

“What do you mean? You invited me here,” she told her, her brows furrowed.

“No… what…” started to ask

because, from my memory, it was Judy I was with last night, but now my memories were starting to become distorted. “I-” I started to speak again, but that’s whend: them.

The hickeys.

My markings…

All over Rachel’s neck.