Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
It seemed like it would never end, and seconds later, she was catapulted into an even deeper need when Grayson thrust into her to the hilt.
All the air left her lungs. All thoughts left her mind. All she knew was this all-encompassing need gripping her as another orgasm climbed and climbed.
Her Daddy pulled almost out before thrusting back in, seemingly even deeper. “Valerie…”
She loved the sound of her name on his lips. Not Baby girl, not Cupcake, not Little one, but Valerie… She loved all his pet names too, but her given name was so intimate. “Grayson…” she moaned in return.
The moment she breathed out his name, she came again. Somehow this second orgasm was more powerful than the first. His cock felt so good buried inside her. Her eyes rolled back and her vision blurred. She wanted to tell him how good it felt, but she couldn’t form words. Instead tears gathered in her eyes.
Tears? Why? She was so damn happy. What were the tears for? They confused her and left her feeling vulnerable.
But Grayson simply kissed the trail of wetness on her face as he continued to push in and out of her until he eventually sucked in a deep breath and let himself go.
His long, drawn-out moan was music to her ears, and she blinked over and over, trying to watch his face in the fading haze. She wanted to watch her Daddy come, but it was hard to focus yet. She was still reeling from her own release and the weird tears.
When he was spent, he eased out of her too soon.
She grabbed his hips. “No, Daddy. Not yet.”
He kissed her lips. “I don’t want to put too much pressure on your tattoo, Baby girl. After you’re healed, Daddy will stay in as long as you’d like.”
She whimpered as he settled on one hip next to her, rolling her to her side so she was facing him, plastered against him. “Promise?”
“Definitely. I’d love nothing more than to stay inside you forever and ever.” He held her close with a hand on the small of her back and kissed her cheeks.
More tears fell. They kept falling. Her breath hitched on a sob. Confused and worried he would think she was hurting or upset, she tried to choke out an explanation. “I don’t know…”
“It’s okay, Cupcake. Sometimes sex can be too powerful and overwhelming. I know these are happy tears, and I’m so damn glad you enjoyed our union.”
“Happy tears?” She sucked back another sob as he stroked her cheeks with his thumb.
“Yes, Little one. Have you never cried during sex before?”
She shook her head. When she managed to meet his gaze, he was smiling.
“You’re mine, Cupcake.”
She hoped he was right, because if he wasn’t, she was going to be a mess.
Chapter Ten
Grayson eventually got his Little girl calmed down and forced himself to leave her just long enough to dispose of his condom, grab a warm wet cloth, and return to clean her folds.
She watched him so closely. It was endearing the way she looked at him.
He finished and dragged her to the edge of the bed, surprised when she struggled. “Don’t want to get up yet, Daddy. Come back to bed. Snuggle with me.”
He chuckled. “How about if you let Daddy feed you first, and then we can snuggle all you want?”
“Naked though?” she whimpered.
“If that’s what you’d like, absolutely. After all, it’s your birthday weekend. Any other requests?”
She nodded, taking her time before she said, “You’ll spank me?”
It was impossible to deny his Little girl anything, and she was so cute when she was this earnest. “Yes, Baby girl. I will spank you. For pleasure though. Not because you’ve done anything wrong.” He wanted to clarify so there’d be no mistake. His Cupcake for sure hadn’t earned a punishment.
Grayson snagged her T-shirt off the bed, helped her stand, and pulled it over her head.
He put his own shorts on next and led her to the bathroom, directly to the toilet. When they reached it, he lifted her up and settled her on the seat, squatting in front of her. She’d been sleepy last night when she’d let him help her pee. Would she be able to do it again this morning?
She stared at him. A sort of standoff ensued without words. Finally, she released her bladder, her gaze lowering at the same time.
Grayson pulled a length of toilet paper free, helped her lean forward, and reached behind to gently wipe his girl before lifting her back to her feet. He guided her to the sink, turned on the water, and squirted soap onto his hand to wash their combined hands.
It was so intimate that he let the experience linger, kissing her neck and whispering in her ear, “Thank you for letting Daddy take care of all your needs, Cupcake.”