My Boyfriend’s Professor Daddy Read Online Lena Little

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 34941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
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"It's not just me, then?" I ask, my voice muffled in his chest.

"Of course not." Nathan chuckles. "Why would it just be you? You're...fuck, you're incredible. Everything about you."

My stomach is full of butterflies. "So what do we do now?"

Nathan kisses the top of my head. "Let's start simple. How about a nice long bath?"

"A bath and some coffee?"

His smile turns mischievous, and he strokes one knuckle down my cheek. "Ask me the right way."

I blush, knowing exactly what he wants. It feels a lot harder to say here in the bright daylight, even more scandalous...but I sort of love it.

"Please, Daddy? Will you bring me some coffee, and then can we take a bath together?"

"Good girl." Nathan cups my chin in his hand. "I'll get you some coffee and then run the bath. How does that sound?"

"Perfect."

I get my coffee, a light beige and ridiculously sweet, and a bath like I've only ever dreamed about. Nathan spared no expense in the master bathroom, and the tub is so big, we both fit with room to spare.

The water is steaming hot and the bubbles are so high that the water is overflowing. I can barely keep myself from squealing. "This is so much nicer than a shower."

"I figured you'd like it. And I like the idea of having some more privacy, just the two of us."

"Privacy." I giggle. "I get the feeling that you're a very private man."

"Well, it's the truth." Nathan massages my shoulders, making my head fall forward with pleasure. "I haven't had any real privacy in a long time, and the idea of having someone in my life, someone I trust, to share that with is amazing."

"I've never had it," I admit, feeling a bit shy. I take a sip of coffee and try not to let my mind go to places where I'll feel sad or insecure. "I grew up with a single mom. She had boyfriends on and off, but it was never serious."

"And what about you?"

"Me?" I laugh. "I was too busy being the perfect student. Too much work and too many books."

"Hmm." He brushes my wet hair from my shoulder and plants a kiss there. "No work or books today, okay? It's Christmas Eve after all."

"Okay," I say happily, leaning back against his broad chest. Now I feel something hard stirring against my back, and it makes me almost drop my coffee. "I, um, I thought you wanted to take a bath."

"Oh, I do." His voice is a growl in my ear, and his hands roam across my body, touching every inch of me. My nipples are already stiff and begging for his attention, and I feel my pussy clenching, aching for him. "But there's plenty of time to enjoy ourselves before the water gets cold."

I whimper a little as his fingers trail down my body, dipping below the water to stroke between my legs. He pushes them apart and spreads my pussy, and I moan softly, arching my hips to give him better access.

"There's a good girl," Nathan purrs, and his free hand moves up to cup my breasts.

I moan louder as he plays with my clit, his other hand tweaking and pinching my nipples. I feel like he's got me on the edge of orgasm in an instant, and I have no idea how I'm going to handle it if we do this every time we're together. I haven't thought too much about what his protecting me really meant, and if we're now in a relationship or...something? I don't know what to call it. It feels too special to think of it as just dating, but we've only known each other for two weeks...

"Finish your drink, and lean forward," he rumbles. "Hands on the edge of the tub, ass towards me."

I gulp and nod, setting the empty mug aside. It's easy enough to comply, but it makes me feel so exposed, my pussy and asshole on display for him.

"Good." His hands slide up and down my ass, and then one of them slides between my legs, teasing the slick entrance of my pussy. He pulls his hand back and a smacking sound echoes through the room as he spanks my ass, not too hard, but it's unexpected and it makes me yelp.

"What are you doing?"

"Just making sure your ass is nice and pink." Nathan’s voice is low and dangerous. He spanks me again, a little harder this time, and a shiver of excitement goes through me.

"Now," Nathan says, and I can hear him move behind me. The water shifts and I look over my shoulder. He's moving forward, kneeling right behind me, and the sight of him is enough to make me squirm.

Nathan is all muscle and brooding, irresistible energy. Even with a few gray hairs at his temples and some around his eyes, he's still incredibly sexy. His broad shoulders, thick biceps, and his abs—all hard-won from working out and going for runs. I want to touch him so badly, it hurts.


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