Total pages in book: 209
Estimated words: 196085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 980(@200wpm)___ 784(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 980(@200wpm)___ 784(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
He smiles. “Yes, you have our babies. And they are lucky to have you. But you have Contessa, too, if you need her. Don’t forget that. She’s here so you won’t be alone.”
I shake my head. “She’s visiting her daughter. Remember?” I see concern in his eyes. It’s not like him to forget something like that.
Contessa is the housekeeper but she’s so much more. She lives in a guesthouse at the far end of the property and she’s been nothing but kind to me since Stas brought me home. He let her know I was moving in, and that I was to be cared for just as she cared for him, and she took him at his word.
I pull my lips to the side. He’s more distracted than usual and I wish I knew how to fix it. “She won’t be back until Thursday, Daddy.”
“You’re right, Babybear. I’m sorry. I forgot.” There is distress in his words.
He is so exacting, so organized. Anyone else would shrug it off, but not him. It causes an uneasy twinge in my gut.
I sense the concern still there, being pushed deep but not disappearing as he steps between my legs again and leans in to brush his lips over my forehead. I feel like it’s as much to settle himself as it is for me, but I’ll take whatever I can get. When he draws back, I see a flash of something in his eyes and it makes me hold my breath.
His hands drop to his belt and he’s released his full erection from his pants before the shiver even finishes coursing through me.
“Jesus, Babybear, what you do to me…” He gives a slight shake of his head and a wince of his own uncontrollable lust, and I’m soaking wet. “I don’t understand it. I’ve never been a man to not be in control of his own cock. But you—fuck, baby—you have ruined me.”
“Daddy…” I half moan as I feel the tip of his cock line up with my opening. I’m near orgasm at the first brush. “Thank you.” My voice thickens as one giant hand comes to grip the base of my neck hard as he pushes himself into my body in one unapologetic motion.
I begin moving with him automatically, spreading my legs a bit wider to accommodate him. I let my eyes drift to the moon and stars, shining in the darkness, as I relax to let him enter me. Even now, after a couple months of him, it’s a challenge. Even now, when he’s seated inside me fully, I draw a sharp breath at the fullness he creates. The walls of my sex pulse and tug at him as tiny whimpers catch in my throat.
“Babygirl likes that doesn’t she?” His free hand snakes around and his fingertips dig into my ass, pulling me even harder against him and making me gasp. “Taking Daddy all the way. Giving yourself to me.” His voice is deep against my ear and my shoulders quiver as I bring the heels of my feet to press against his flexing ass.
Sultry pleas drip from my lips. He is in complete control of me. Mind, body and soul. And all I need in the world at this moment is to please him.
At his touch, no matter where we are or what we are doing, I turn into a mewling, begging mess for him. He says I’m beautiful even with his cock down my throat and drool dripping from my chin. I have no words to explain how this man makes me feel. Nothing in life prepared me for this.
For him.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good.” He growls the words, a rumble coming from his throat, and when he says these things, when he makes these sounds, I always find myself struggling to hold back the threatening climax.
“Can I cum? Please?” I blurt out, unable to hold it back before he answers.
I twitch and grab onto him, riding out the waves of pleasure as he holds my hips and grinds us together, wringing more from me than I thought possible.
“Baby, you didn’t wait for Daddy to say ‘now’.”
“I’m sorry. I said please.” I pant. “Sometimes I can’t control it. It just comes.” Then I giggle. “No pun intended.”
He smiles as he moves slowly in and out. “I know. It’s okay. I’ll forgive you.”
“Thank you. For that. And for making me cum, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome, sweet babygirl.”
He leans in and takes my lips like he’s ravenous and I’m the meal. As we kiss, he speeds his strokes, his hands lowering to grip deep into the flesh of my rear end, controlling my body completely. In electric pulses, he moves us together, apart, together, apart, his breath speeding into mine where our mouths connect.
When we finally break our kiss, his eyes turn dark and fix onto mine, his mouth open and the tension in his forehead telling me he’s close.