Run Baby Run (Daddy Loves You #1) Read Online Margot Scott

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Insta-Love, Kink, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Daddy Loves You Series by Margot Scott
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
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He shoots me a firm keep-your-eyes-off-my-girl look. Don’t worry, I want to tell him, I’ve got my own woman to ogle. Even then, he’d probably still be on his guard, which I get. I feel the same way when guys come in here showing a little too much interest in the artist, and not enough interest in the tattoo.

“Just give me another minute, babe,” Teagan says, wiping away excess ink. I love watching my wife work, doing what she does best. Her shop’s only been open a little over six months, but already she’s made a name for herself.

Looking at her now, it’s hard to see the distrustful girl who showed up on my doorstep. She’s fought hard to put the past behind her, hasn’t mentioned her dad once since he went to prison. Rather, she’s thrown herself into being an amazing wife, mother, and artist.

After a few minutes, she sets the tattoo machine down and says, “Okay, Norah. Go take a peek in the mirror behind you and see what you think.”

The guy helps his girl off the chair and follows her to the wall-mounted mirror. I take advantage of the client’s distraction to give my wife a quick kiss on the lips and a pat on the belly. She’s about four months along with our second child—a little sister for Joey. Teagan will have to close the shop for a while after our daughter’s born, but I have no doubt her clients will be lining up around the block as soon as she reopens.

“How’s our little man?” she asks softly.

“Happily being fussed over by all three of Cherise’s daughters.”

Teagan chuckles. “I’m going to miss him tonight. But I’m looking forward to spending some alone time with Daddy.”

Norah, the girl at the mirror, glances our way before sharing a smile with her male counterpart. Together, they study the copse of dark-green conifers stretching from her hip to just below her ribcage.

“It’s beautiful,” she says. “What do you think, Silas?”

“If you love it, I love it.” He kisses her neck.

“I love it.” She turns back to Teagan. “It’s perfect.”

Teagan turns off the tattoo machine. “I just need to dress it and fill you in on aftercare and then you can be on your way.”

I give the couple space as Teagan finishes the transaction, thoroughly explaining the healing process and accepting payment. The couple leaves, hand in hand and smiling. Teagan smiles, too, though her joy is tinged with sadness.

“Everything go okay with that one?” I ask her.

“The tat itself went well. It’s the backstory that’s kind of depressing. Apparently, her ex-boyfriend branded her with a metal coat hanger.”

My lip curls in disgust as I give Teagan’s shoulder a light squeeze. “Well, thanks to you, she doesn’t have to be reminded of that asshole every time she looks in the mirror.”

“I just hope the design’s pretty enough to distract from the reason behind it.”

“She seemed thrilled with it.” I kiss my wife’s cheeks until she’s smiling again, then pull her flush against me. “I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh yeah?” She skims her hand along my cock, already rock hard for her, as usual. “Is it really a surprise if I already know what it is?”

I nibble at her neck and she laughs. “Okay, I have two surprises for you.”

“Mmm.” She grins. “I can’t wait. I just have to clean up a bit.”

“How can I help?” She sets me up with the broom and dustpan. I take care of the general cleaning duties while she handles the machine-specific tasks. Before long, everything’s shut off and locked down, and we’re on our way back to the house.

She’s already flushed and horny as hell by the time we reach the bedroom. Eyes wide as a doll’s, she takes in the mood lighting and the picnic blanket on the bed, and the crayons and coloring books I’ve laid out on the floor. I help her out of her clothes and into a lacy blue nightgown, then strip down to just my boxers.

“Hey there, baby girl.” I sit on the bed and pat the picnic blanket. “Come over here and sit with Daddy.” She bunches her gown above her knees so she can crawl into my lap. “Have you been a good girl today?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she says.

I slip my hand under her nightgown to find her warm and dripping. “Sweetheart, where are your panties?”

She shrugs. “I don’t know.”

“Did you lose them?” She nods. I lift her gown and my mouth instantly waters at the sight of those bare blushing lips.

I glide my fingertips along her slit and tease my wife’s pussy until she’s a trembling, whimpering puddle of sweetness in my lap.

“You want Daddy to put his cock in your pretty pussy?” I ask.

She shakes her head no.

“No?” I arch my brow. “Then where do you want it?”


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