Claiming Her as a Daddy Read online Cassandra Dee, Sarah May

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
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“Oh my god, so you scoped us out beforehand,” I gasp.

He nods.

“Yep. We did. I got your submission, looked it over and decided to bid. As you can see, sweetheart, I have a taste for curvy woman.”

That brings me back to the present and I jerk forward again, clutching the sheet tight to my breasts.

“Wait, so if you’re treating me like a princess, then what does that mean? That means I call the shots, right?”

He shoots me a look as if humoring my curiosity.

“Yes. Well, sort of. I mean, the billionaire is always the one in charge, as you’ve probably guessed. But I like my women to have a good time. I like my ladies to relax and enjoy themselves, especially as they’ll be living in the lap of luxury here at Maruba.”

My chin jerks again and I look around at my spartan room.

“This is the lap of luxury? I don’t mean to be rude, but I highly doubt anyone would consider these appointments to be anything but dorm-like.”

Carver lets out a low rumble of a laugh.

“Of course not, sweetheart. I don’t expect you to stay here if you don’t want to. If you’re willing, I’m more than happy for you to move into my suite. Every amenity will be at your disposal, from private spa treatments to luxurious indoor and outdoor pools. Of course, we can bring all these clothes too,” he says, indicating the pile of material I left on the closet floor. “This is all yours to keep, certainly.”

I’m just about to say something when he shoots me another grin.

“Oh, and if you move into my suite, Ava, you’ll have your own bathroom, did I mention? You won’t have to share a bathroom will all the other girls living in this place.”

With that, he throws me another grin and starts getting dressed with quick, assured movements. I gape at him as bronzed flesh is covered by a light, loose short-sleeve shirt and khaki shorts. When he’s totally presentable again, he holds one hand up with the key dangling from his fingers.

“Take your time to think about it, Ava. I know we just met, but I think you’ll enjoy living with me for the next three months. You’ll be mine, but again sweetheart, I’ll make life pleasurable for you these next few months as well.”

With that, Carver opens the door and he’s gone. I stare at the white walls, unsure what just happened. Holy cow. Have I really been transported to a far-away island so that a billionaire can wait on me hand and foot? What does that even mean? I still don’t get why he wants to do it either. After all, I know he says he just wants to change things up after a lifetime of being waited on. But still. Who voluntarily waits hand and foot on another person?

And what are the contours of “living with him,” as he puts it? Will I be sharing a bed? Am I expected to … well, you know, put out? It seems a little late to be wondering these things, seeing that my pussy is still hot and creamy from his ministrations. In fact, I’d love to actually have *him* inside me, and not just a delicious toy. But right now, I’m so confused that I don’t even know what to do.

Suddenly, a knock sounds at my door.

“Are you ready for dinner, Ava?” Amelia’s voice sounds on the other side. “I’m really hungry.”

That brings me back to the present. My tummy is rumbling too, and maybe with Amelia’s help, I can better understand my predicament.

“Hold on,” I call out. “I’ll be right out.”

With that, I jump into action, throwing on some clothes before opening the door. My new friend stands there, her brown curls wild and dare I say it? With a pink flush to her cheeks. Suddenly, I know that her billionaire’s been to see her too … and that we have a lot to talk about.

5

Ava

As Amelia and I walk down the hall together, we pass what can only be the triplets’ room. Moans sound out, breathy and high, along with some loud smacking sounds. Then come the voices:

“More, more,” comes a woman’s pant.

“Oh I’ll give you more,” is a low male growl.

Another smack, and then:

“Goddamn, with nine holes I might be in over my head. What the hell was I thinking, ordering triplets? Fuck baby, come here. Come to Daddy.”

Amelia and I stare at each other with huge eyes, but then keep scurrying down the hall until we’re out of earshot.

“Holy cow,” I breathe.

“Indeed,” she adds, her eyes like saucers. I stop in the middle of walking and turn to her.

“Amelia, we have to be real. That was the triplets’ room, and you know what was happening in there. The X-rated stuff.”

She nods silently, merely looking at me with big eyes. I take a deep breath.


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