Just get on your knees over here and get a close look and taste of my big, black fuck meat. The white man you replaced would probably still be here if...he had followed my orders to do the same thing.”Then everything was out in the open. I was at risk of losing my badly-needed job if I didn’t obey Max. It wasn’t like he even needed to force me though, and his strong, forceful approach played into my feelings of wanting to be compliant to his desires. Max could tell by the resigned look on my face. "I'm curious cousin," she said looking into his eyes, "Are you moving in?"He gave her a quick kiss on the lips and laughed. "I wish I could."She wished he could too. Sky had secretly been in love with her cousin for a long time. She had even mocked married him when they were seven. Now eighteen, she would totally marry him for real, except for that pesky detail of him being her cousin and knowing what kind of weekend she'd had. Fucking her was one thing but they could never be. He would never. Brandon collected his thoughts the best he could and calmly said, ‘Well pardon my language sir, but go to hell. I tried to defend you, I told her you could not be that bad. I came here and met with you despite the fact you made her cry this afternoon. Then you pull this. Honestly Mr. Carthington, you have no clue of what will make Ashley happy, nor have you tried to get one, like normal grandparents would. ‘Instead you insist on jamming your lifestyle down her throat. Not because you care. We. While they were talking, Paul occasionally brushed a stray strand of hairaway from Mandy's face, or laid a hand lightly on her waist for just asecond. Then his hands went back to his pockets or by his sides. Mandy madeno objection to his touches. She rather liked them. She felt herself beingdrawn by an irresistible force closer and closer to Paul. That's the onlyway she could describe it.She was standing very close to Paul, almost leaning against him. Her handswere resting against his chest..