Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
I want him to take good care of my everything, inside and out. Just like I want him to hold me in his arms and rock me to sleep and make me grilled cheese when I’m hungry. I want him to kiss me on the forehead, and the mouth, and between my legs. To read me stories at bedtime and be the only man I’ll ever need, for as long as I live.
“Say the words, angel. I need to know you want this as badly as I do.”
My thoughts swim like competing schools of fish, converging on one forbidden, entirely perfect word.
“I want you to be my Daddy.”
Chapter Six
Jonah
With a slip of Teagan’s sweet little tongue, it all falls into place.
My desire to be of service. My need to shelter and protect. The relationships in my past that never went anywhere because I was supposedly too controlling or condescending for wanting to take care of my woman.
I want you to be my daddy...
She slaps both hands over her mouth, embarrassed.
“I didn’t mean that,” she says, her dark-chocolate eyes wide with fear, like she’s afraid she’s ruined everything. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, angel.” I guide her hands away from that perfect mouth. “You don’t have to be sorry for anything ever again. Daddy’s got you.”
Teagan gasps as I touch my lips to hers. It takes all of my self-control not to pounce on her like a wild beast, but I manage to keep the kiss relatively chaste. She’s shaking like a frightened rabbit. I don’t want to scare her away.
We have all night and the rest of our lives to fuck like wild animals.
When I pull back to look at her, she’s wearing a curious expression. She licks her lips and then traces them with her fingertips.
“What is it, Teagan?”
“I’ve never done that before.” Her cheeks flush the same shade of pink as her tight little nipples.
Christ, that was her first fucking kiss. And it stands to reason that if she’s never been kissed, she hasn’t been fucked. My cock aches with the understanding that I’m going to be the first man to claim this girl, the first to slide inside her tight, untouched body.
I kiss her again, harder this time, parting her lips with my tongue so I can taste her. She’s sweet like frosting, and her tongue is the silkiest texture mine’s ever brushed against. A blow job from her would feel like getting sucked off by an angel. Because she is an angel—my angel.
My hand finds her breast, plush and pert. She whimpers around my tongue as I strum her nipple. She’s so damn sensitive. I can’t get over her body’s reactions, how something as simple as a kiss seems to set off sparks inside her.
Then again, seeing her naked and dripping wet on my bed nearly started a forest fire inside me.
I kiss my way down to her nipples, swirling my tongue around the puckered tips. She moans, and the sound ignites my blood like a match to gasoline. I close my mouth around her soft tit and bite down gently. Her hips rise off the bed, and I’m instantly reminded that my cock is still painfully cooped up in my jeans. I’ll remedy that shortly, but not until after I’ve had my fill of what’s in front of me.
“Do you like the way Daddy kisses your nipples?” I ask.
She nods dreamily. “Uh-huh.”
I press and prod her bouncy tits and take turns nipping and sucking on each perfect nipple. Her whole body seems to glow with arousal. It’s been years since I’ve taken a woman to bed, yet I’m sure I’ve never been this hard for anyone. She makes me want to break every rule in the book just to get a taste of her sweetness.
With only the slightest pang of regret, I let go of Teagan’s breasts and begin planting kisses across her abdomen. Her eyes follow my mouth down a zig-zag path to her navel. She giggles.
“What’s so funny, sweetheart?”
“Your beard tickles.”
“Oh yeah? Does this tickle?” I dip my tongue into her belly button, making her laugh even harder.
She’s trembling when my lips reach her mound.
With her thighs pressed together, I can only see the very top of her cleft through the dusting of blonde hair. Still, my mouth waters at the thought of what lies beneath.
“Don’t be shy, angel. Let Daddy see.” I guide her knees apart and it’s like flipping the primitive switch in my brain. The rest of the world fades to black until her pussy is the only light in my universe, tasting and claiming it my sole desire. I tease her soft lips apart with two fingers and nearly lose my shit watching her arousal drip like honey onto the bedspread.
I fucking growl.
“Look at you, all nice and slick for Daddy.” I inhale her scent, getting high off her unique fragrance. Hands down, she has the most delicious and alluring pussy I’ve ever smelled. Precum leaks from my cock. I need to taste her. Now.