Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
"More," I gasp, my mind hazy with lust. "Please, give me more!"
"Good girl." Micah pounds into me, driving me toward the edge once again. He leans down, pinching my clit between his fingers.
"Fuck," he groans. "Look at you taking it like a good little girl."
I whimper, writhing in ecstasy.
"You're going to come on Daddy's cock again, aren't you?"
"Yes!" I gasp, already trembling right there on the edge.
"Good girl," he praises me, rolling my clit between his fingers. "Daddy's going to breed you when you do, baby girl. I'm coming in that tight little pussy and I'm not pulling out. You can't stop me."
His wicked words and the onslaught of sensation is too much at once. The combination sends me spiraling headlong into another powerful orgasm. I dig my nails into his thighs, babbling incoherently as it rips me apart.
"Please, Daddy!" I cry out, sobbing his name as he grunts, holding me down on his cock as he comes deep inside me. I feel every pulse of his cock, every hot spurt of cum releasing inside me.
And even though I'm well aware of the danger that comes with giving myself so completely to this man when he isn't mine to keep, I love every second of it. Every single second.
His powerful body collapses on top of mine, slick with sweat and panting for breath. He cradles me against him as if I'm something he doesn't intend on ever letting go, pressing adoring kisses to my face. Each tender touch makes my heart flutter.
"You did so good, baby girl," he praises, his deep voice husky and full of warmth. "You took Daddy so well."
I cling to him, my heart swelling with a mix of emotions—happiness, fear, and an overwhelming sense of longing. Tears leak from the corners of my eyes, dripping in my hair.
"Thank you, Daddy," I whisper, my voice trembling. But deep within me, a cold realization settles—the man of my dreams, the daddy I've always yearned for, is someone I can't have.
"Are you alright, little one?" he asks, horror etching his voice when he catches sight of my tears. "Did I hurt you? Christ, baby, please tell me I didn't hurt you."
"I'm fine, Daddy," I lie, trying to bury the truth that threatens to spill from my lips. "You didn't hurt me. You were perfect. It's just…it was so intense."
His expression eases, understanding lighting his eyes. He strokes my hair, his fingers soothing as they brush through the blonde tangles. "Let it out, baby girl," he murmurs, as if he truly understands. "Daddy's right here."
As we lay entwined, I try to savor every moment with him. The way he holds me close, his spicy scent surrounding me like a comforting embrace, the sound of his heartbeat echoing in my ears.
But as I cling to him, my body still marked by his possession, his cum still sliding down my legs, I know that it's not enough. It's not nearly enough.
I want everything.
I want…forever.
Chapter Five
Davina
"Imet the man of my dreams last night!" Corey falls into a fake swoon on my gray sectional, the back of his hand against his forehead and a broad smile stretched across his face. His shoulder-length blond hair fans around him. "Oh my god, Davina. He was magnificent!"
I offer him a weak smile, curling my feet up underneath me on the far end of the sofa. "That's great, Corey."
"His name is Adam. He is so fucking fine." Corey fans his face like it's hot even though the room is chilly. "He works for Sterling Midnight, the CEO of Midnight Industries. And do not even get me started on what that man can do with his tongue."
"I'm happy for you."
"We're meeting up for dinner tonight. Can you believe it?" He hauls himself upright, beaming. "An actual date with a man I'm more than willing to let take charge! That hasn't happened in…fuck. Forever, probably." He laughs like it's no big deal even though we both know it is. Corey is complicated. He doesn't like to be in charge, but he doesn't make it easy, either. He's been on his own for way too long.
"Good for you."
He narrows his gray eyes at me, muscular arms crossed. "Okay, Miss Raincloud. Spill the beans. Why are you all doom and gloom today?"
I bite my lip, fidgeting with the edge of the blanket folded over my lap. "I met the man of my dreams last night too," I finally whisper.
"Micah?"
I nod, blinking rapidly to fight off tears.
"Uh, that sounds like good news to me. The man is fucking hot. He's a billionaire. He owns his own company. He's well-respected in the kink community and in the community at large." Corey ticks off attributes on his fingers. "And he was looking at you like he wanted to devour you. I fail to see the problem here, Crazy Pants."