Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 134598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 538(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 538(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Yikes. It had never been so hard for her to ask someone for something before.
Please don’t say no. Please.
“You want to suck my cock while I do my shopping?”
“Is that okay?” she asked in a rush. “I understand if it’s not. It might be too much of a distraction. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
She turned around, but he picked her up, setting her down on his lap. Lightly grasping hold of her chin, he tilted her head back.
“What have I said about saying sorry when something isn’t your fault?” he said in a low voice.
“But . . . I interrupted.”
“You are never an interruption. And if anyone is at fault, it’s me. I just wanted to make certain that sucking my dick was what you really wanted to do.”
“It . . . it is. I like it. My head feels clearer.”
“All right, baby. Then that’s what we’ll do. You realize I might come, right? I can warn you so you can pull back.”
“But then I wouldn’t get to swallow.”
“Baby, you were fucking born for me, weren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m starting to think that I was.”
He undid the zipper on his jeans and drew them down as well as his boxers.
Oh, goody.
Christ.
This was torture.
Sweet, sweet torture. And he couldn’t help but want more. It was hard to concentrate on his laptop as she slurped on his dick like it was candy.
He knew he had to tell Ink to take him off the books. He’d still protect her, but this way, he didn’t have to worry that he was taking advantage of Ink.
And he wouldn’t have to choose between protecting Cate and her brother.
It was going to leave Ink in a bit of a mess though. He wouldn’t have anyone to cover for him.
He entered his credit card details, which he had memorized, and then checked the cameras using his laptop. Everything looked clear. Which is just as well because he was about to come.
Placing his hand on the back of Cate’s head, he lightly guided her. “I’m going to come, baby. Get ready.”
He closed his eyes for a brief moment as his balls tightened and he came in her mouth.
Lord. Fuck.
She was getting so good at that.
Catching his breath, he rubbed her cheek lightly. “Thank you, sweetheart.”
Murmuring, she licked at his dick, taking more of him into her mouth now that he wasn’t so hard.
And so the torture began all over again.
He was the luckiest fucking bastard he knew.
“Is it bad if I say that I don’t want this time to end?” Cate whispered to Ethan as he carried her into her bedroom that night. She held onto Lady and her pacifier.
Rhodes and Samantha were due back in the morning and their little holiday to themselves was over.
“I know, baby. I feel the same.” Ethan laid her down on the bed.
She stared up at him in confusion. “What are you doing, Daddy?”
“I’m going to get you into your pajamas. Then potty, teeth, and sleep.”
Cate could feel herself blushing. He was going to undress her? Put her on the toilet?
“Okay, Daddy.”
“Such a good girl. And don’t worry about Rhodes and Samantha returning, we’ll find some time for us. I’ve texted Ink to tell him I need to take an unpaid leave of absence.”
Guilt filled her. How long could he afford to go without getting paid? But she knew better than to offer to pay him again.
He returned with her pajamas. “I’m going to strip you now, baby.”
Cate nodded. She was ready for this.
Sort of.
She put her pacifier in her mouth to distract herself as he started with her pants. He left her warm socks on as he drew up her pajama bottoms.
Then he stripped off her sweatshirt, long-sleeved shirt, and singlet. He reached his hands underneath her to undo her bra.
She knew she was bright red, but he didn’t linger. Didn’t stare at her or try to grope her.
That was slightly disappointing.
After he got her into her pajama top, he carried her into the bathroom to get her ready for bed.
When he laid her into bed, he tucked the covers around her and Lady.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, Catie-pie?”
“Where are you going to sleep tonight?” she whispered. Because she wasn’t sure that she could stand for him to be away from her.
She didn’t want to be alone.
Which was strange, when she used to relish being alone. Because being on her own meant no one could hurt her.
Ethan brushed the hair off her face. “I thought I’d sit in the armchair again.”
“But that doesn’t seem very comfy.” Cate cleared her throat. “You could sleep with me. If you want. If you don’t, then that’s okay.”
Wow.
She couldn’t believe that had just come out of her mouth. What was wrong with her?
“Believe me, I want to. There’s nothing I want more. But I’m not planning on sleeping much tonight. If the stalker is going to strike again, it will be at night.”