Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
She giggled. Thank God. Lifting her head to see his face in the dim light of the nightlight, she smiled. “I get to be on top?”
He chuckled, shaking both of them. “Every day if it makes you smile like that.”
She smiled broader. “Now I’m all hot and bothered.”
“You’re welcome to ride me right now if you want.” He lifted a brow. He knew she was exhausted.
She sighed and dropped her cheek back against his shoulder. Her fingers roamed over his chest. “Morning is better. Daddy?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
“For what, Little Fish?”
“For loving me. For taking care of me. For saving my life.”
“No thanks necessary. You’re mine to protect forever and ever. It’s my job, and I will take it very seriously.” He stroked up and down her arm. “Tell me how you’re handling everything, Isla. It was an emotional day. You worked hard. It was stressful. I want to take your pulse.”
“I’m good.”
“Isla… That’s not a sufficient answer.”
She sighed. “It was stressful. You’re right. I was scared. When I saw that cut on your leg, I nearly fainted, but then my professional side kicked into gear, and I set aside my personal feelings and got to work.”
“I was so very proud of you. But it’s okay to let go now if you need to. You’re safe.” He hoped she understood that he meant emotionally safe. While in his arms, he always wanted her to feel like she could cry if she needed to. “I’ve got you.”
“I know you do, Daddy, and I think that’s why I’m not falling apart. I don’t have to. You’re holding me together, and that’s enough.”
His heart was overflowing. How had he gotten so lucky?
Chapter Twenty-One
Isla woke up to the thin stream of light coming in along the edge of the blinds. The deep breathing from the man next to her told her Caesar was still dead to the world.
She was glad. It didn’t seem like he ever got enough sleep. He needed it. She did manage to carefully rise onto her elbow so she could stare down at him. His thick dark hair was messy from sleep. He had a soft beard that was the result of only a few days without shaving. The man could grow a full beard in less than a week if he wanted.
The sheets were down around his waist, so she was able to stare at his impressive pecs and explore the intricate tattoos on his chest and arms. He was so gorgeous. Every inch of him was enticing and made her mouth water.
She loved his strength, both the physical and the emotional. She knew with certainty she would always be able to count on him for anything, and he would never let her down.
She also suddenly knew with complete clarity that she was not leaving this man to return to the States. She would stay here if that’s what he decided or go with him anywhere. She could be a nurse anywhere on Earth with a bit of effort.
Suddenly, his hand slid up her back. His voice was deep with sleep when he murmured, “You look like you’re planning world domination, Little Fish.”
She giggled. “Sort of, but first, I’m planning to climb over you and sink down over your cock.” She shocked even herself with her bold words as she shoved the sheet down to expose his erection, wrapped her hand around his length, and stroked it up and down several times.
His shaft was already hard. Had it been that way in sleep?
“Mmm… That feels so good. I’m not going to turn you down.” He stretched out one hand, palmed a condom from the nightstand, and tore it open with his teeth before nudging her hand aside to roll it down his thick length.
Isla was already aroused from staring at his perfect body for the last several minutes. Wetness coated the inside of her thighs, so when she rose, shook the covers away, and lifted one leg over his body, she was ready.
She lowered her slick folds down to rub against his shaft, pinning it to his torso. She couldn’t contain the moan that escaped.
Caesar reached up to cup her breasts. A second later, he thumbed her nipples, driving her arousal higher. “So sexy.”
“Is your leg okay?” she managed to whisper, glancing down and wincing at the long bandage. Was this really a good idea?
“What leg?” he teased.
“Daddy…”
“Little Fish, look at me. Forget my leg.”
She focused on him and ground her clit against his shaft.
“That’s my girl. Lift up and let me inside you. I need to feel you wrapped around my cock.”
She shuddered at his command, instantly doing as she was told. As soon as she lifted her hips, his erection lodged itself at her entrance as though it knew exactly where it belonged.
Caesar’s moan filled the room when she thrust down on him, impaling him with no warning. She loved the sound of his pleasure. It fueled her own. She also found out immediately that she loved the way she could grind her clit against the base of his cock, pushing him deeper, controlling how fast and hard she would take him.