Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
“What . . . what is that?” Gray asked, pointing at the brown blob.
“It’s a smiley face, of course. Why, what did you think it looked like?” Dahlia asked.
Oh, she was good.
Maeve couldn’t even tell if she was teasing him or not. Because that didn’t look like a smiley face. It looked like poop.
She’d knitted him a poop sweater. And Maeve was so here for that.
“Put it on, Grumpy Bear,” she said with a grin.
He gave her a stern look that promised she was going to be in a world of trouble later. She bit her lip. He was just too cute.
With a grumble, he pulled it on. The sleeves were way too short for him. They ended just past his elbows. In fact, the whole thing was too small. The bottom of it finished about where his belly button was.
She had to clap her hand over her mouth to hold in her giggles.
“Oh, dear,” Dahlia said. “It’s too small for you.”
“Yep. Too bad.” He tried to pull it off.
“But I thought I got the size perfect. I stole one of your other sweaters.”
“Hmm, have you put on weight, Grumpy Bear?” Maeve asked.
He glared at her. “No, I have not put on weight.”
“I think you must have,” Dahlia said.
Maeve shook her head. “It’s like I’ve been telling him. All that healthy food isn’t good for him. Now, if he’d just eat a Pop-Tart or snickerdoodle now and then, he wouldn’t be popping out of his clothes.” She let out a startled scream of laughter as Gray lunged for her. “Dahlia! Help me!”
But Dahlia was too busy laughing as Gray threw her over his shoulder. He slapped her ass as she tried to wriggle free.
“Stay still, girl,” he commanded. “We need to go unpack. We’ll see you both at dinner?”
“Of course,” Markovich said. He appeared in front of her. Well, she saw his shoes first before he crouched down so she only had to move her neck slightly to see him.
“Maeve, welcome to the family. We’ll see you at dinner. I hope you can sit comfortably.”
Yikes.
Gray carried her up the stairs. She was quiet as he walked down a hallway. Then he stopped and let her down, holding her hips to keep her steady.
“You’re not really upset at me, are you, Grumpy Bear?” she asked, staring up at him in concern. He was being very quiet.
Then he gifted her with one of those rare but gorgeous smiles. He pushed some hair behind her ear.
“No, baby. I’m not upset. In fact, I like that you and Dahlia hit it off. Although I am worried about how much trouble you’ll cause. Especially once Emme is here as well.”
She knew that Emme was Markovich’s daughter. And a Little too.
“I swear that we will get into lots and lots of trouble.” She grinned as he growled at her. Then he reached behind her to open the door and hustled her through. Turning her, he pressed her to the wall.
He kicked shut the door, then quickly took off the poop sweater. “Damn, this thing is uncomfortable.”
She giggled. “I thought it was cute.”
He shot her a look.
Then he leaned down to run his finger along her nose and over her lips.
“Girl, I’m starting to think that you need a daily spanking just to keep that sass under control.”
“No, Daddy! I do not.”
“You don’t?”
“Uh-uh, I’m a good girl, Daddy. Promise.”
“Of course you are. You’re Daddy’s sassy good girl. Doesn’t mean you don’t need your butt spanked.”
“But Daddy, it’s my first day here. That would be awfully mean. But I guess you could put my sassy mouth to work doing something else. Couldn’t you?” She ran her hand down his chest and over his abs to his belt buckle.
“You want my dick in your mouth?” he asked huskily.
“Please?”
“Fuck. Yes.”
That was the only encouragement she needed. She quickly undid his belt and shoved his jeans down as she kissed along the top of his chest. She kneeled down, dragging his jeans and boxers down his legs. And then she took the tip of him into her mouth.
Gray put his hands on the wall as she took his hard dick into her mouth. He felt relieved at how well that meeting had gone. He hadn’t expected Dahlia and Maeve to hit it off so well. Then again, Maeve seemed to get on with everyone. Sometimes, that concerned him. But not with Dahlia. She would never take advantage of a friend.
He hissed as she massaged his balls.
Fuck. It wasn’t going to take long for him to come. She took his dick deep into her mouth. He knew there were other things he should be doing. Showing her around her new home. Bringing in the luggage. Tracking down her stalker. Making everyone who’d ever bullied or hurt her pay.
Yep, he had a lot to do.