Guardian Daddy – MC Daddies Read Online Laylah Roberts

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 134598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 538(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
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A tear slid down her cheek and he understood what she was telling him. She wanted to cram so much of what she’d missed into her life.

“I know there’s a lot you missed, and it makes me so upset and mad. But, baby, I’m not going anywhere. We can take this at any pace you need.”

A frustrated groan escaped her. “But this is the pace I need. I want to see you, to taste you, to figure out how to please you.”

Fuck.

Was this girl made for him? He was starting to think that she was.

He just wished he knew whether this was the right thing to do.

Cate watched him closely.

She swore to God, if he asked her if she was sure or told her that they didn’t need to move this fast, she was going to scream.

Which was a big reaction for her.

To her shock, though, he reached a hand around the back of her head and drew her lips toward his.

And then he was kissing her. She sighed in acceptance and arousal. Her mouth parted without prodding and he slipped his tongue between her lips.

God, she liked kissing.

She hadn’t thought she would. All that exchange of bodily fluid seemed gross when you thought about it. But experiencing it was a completely different thing.

He nipped at her lower lip as though reprimanding her. She let out a small moan.

The hand on the back of her neck tightened and her clit throbbed in response. She wasn’t certain why that turned her on so much. It was a show of dominance.

But apparently, she liked that.

When he drew back, she let out a grumble of annoyance. What did he think he was doing?

“I don’t want to stop,” she told him, trying to kiss him again. But he held her back.

“I like the enthusiasm, baby. That you like to kiss me. But remember, I’m in charge. If we’re going to do this, you do what I say, understand?”

“If we’re going to do . . . what?” she asked.

“Anything. Everything. But for the moment I’m talking about you getting to take my cock into your mouth.”

“Oh. Yes. We’re doing that?” she asked, sounding surprisingly breathless.

It must have been from the kissing. She was sure she wasn’t coming down with anything.

“We’re doing that. Rules, first.”

Cate shifted around impatiently on his lap. “You are very fond of rules. It can be quite annoying. You should try and be more spontaneous. Live a little.”

“I’ll take that under advisement,” he replied.

She nodded. Good. It would make it so much easier for her if he didn’t fight her when she wanted to do things with him.

To him.

“How do you feel about me touching you while you’re naked?”

Okay. That was actually a good question. Was she ready for that? For him to see her naked? To touch her? Taste her?

Maybe not quite yet.

“Can I just touch you this time?” she asked, unsure if he would want that.

Was it strange?

Well, probably. She knew she was weird.

“Yes, you can. I won’t touch you unless you ask me to. I’ll just provide instruction. And the body for you to practice on.” He grinned.

“Yes. That’s what I want.” She wondered what it would be like for him to touch her? Those big, tanned hands on her pale skin? Caressing her? His tongue on her nipples, neck, her pussy . . . yeah, maybe she’d made a mistake.

“I think that’s the best idea, anyway. You can feel like you have some control.”

She liked control . . . well, she used to think she did. Now, she was starting to think that she preferred to let someone else take the reins.

“First, though, are you warm enough?”

Cate stared at him for a long moment. Had he really just asked her if she was warm enough? Would most men care about her comfort this much? Well, the men in her books would . . . but they were different. They were fiction.

And Ethan Stone was very real.

Thank God.

“I’m warm enough.”

“You promise?” He gave her what she knew was his stern look. She was getting better at reading facial expressions.

Well, she was getting better at reading his, anyway.

“Because I’m not going to be happy if I find out you’re cold and you lied to me.”

She swallowed heavily at the warning in his voice.

“Not happy?”

“Very. Unhappy. As in . . . my spanking hand will start to burn, unhappy.”

“You know when parts of your body start to burn, it usually indicates some sort of problem. Like an infection or a virus or an STD.”

“Thanks for that, baby. But in this case, it would be with the urge to spank my girl for lying to me, for keeping her discomfort from me. Understand?”

“Ahh, but you said you wouldn’t touch me.”

“This is different, and you know it, sassy girl.” He tapped her nose.

She thought it was a slight reprimand. “I understand. But I’m not delicate.”


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