Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Their skin became slick with perspiration as they strained together. When an orgasm slammed over her without any warning, Avery keened her pleasure into the room. The only thing that could make this better was to caress him. Her fingers ached with the need to explore his body and return the pleasure he lavished on her.
As if he read her mind, Trace gave her permission. “Touch me, Little girl.”
She didn’t ask any questions. Immediately, her hands lifted to wrap around his neck. Avery curled upward to thank him with hot, desire-filled kisses as her body spasmed around him. She clung to his powerful body until the pleasure lessened, allowing her to focus on exploring him.
Loving the way he responded to her caresses, Avery lost track of everything except their bodies moving together. Time seemed to freeze. Her orgasms blended together as her body tired. Avery wrapped her arms around his torso and clung to him for support.
His thrusts sped up, shaking her body with a flurry of deep, thrilling strokes. With a cry, she climaxed around him and felt Trace allow himself to join her. Feeling the throb of heat deep inside her, Avery clung to his hard frame. Their final sensations ebbed slowly as she struggled to stay awake.
Trace took care of everything. Soon she was cuddled against his chest under the covers as he held her tight against him.
“Sleep, Mae Bug. Daddy’s here.”
Chapter Nine
Something tickled Avery’s nose and she reached a hand to rub it. When she realized the hair was connected to a warm body she currently sprawled across, her eyes blinked open to see Trace’s handsome face below her. Goodness! She was draped over him like she was the sweet icing on top of one of Little Cakes’ cupcakes.
Trying to ease herself off of him, Avery froze when Trace’s arm contracted around her waist, holding her in place. A very definite no command whispered from his lips as he seemed to continue sleeping. She looked at him in amazement. He was even a Daddy when he slept.
I can’t stay like this.
Again, she attempted to slide from his body, but her Daddy wasn’t having any part of it. He held her locked into place. Giving up, she propped her chin on her hands and stared at him. Maybe she could get him to ease his grip on her by sending a mental message. Let go. Let go. Let go.
“No. I caught you. Now, you’re mine,” he commented, cracking one eye open to meet her startled gaze.
“Did you hear my thoughts?” she asked in amazement. He really picked up on everything. She wasn’t going to be able to hide anything from him.
“No. I just felt your wiggles. Looks like I need to wear you out more so you’ll sleep in.”
“It’s ten o’clock. I never sleep this late,” she protested.
“Then I must have loved you sufficiently well.”
“Sufficiently well?” she echoed as she looked at him with arched eyebrows. “If you’d made love to me any better, I would have combusted.”
“You were pretty hot,” he complimented, seemingly enjoying teasing her. “I’d repeat the encounter, but I bet you’re a bit sore this morning.”
Automatically she tightened her intimate muscles and winced slightly. Her face flooded with heat as she admitted, “Maybe a bit.”
“A warm bath and a lazy day with Daddy is all you need.”
“You’re going to spend the day with me?”
“I thought you might show me around town,” he suggested.
“Mmm,” she hesitated.
“We can’t hide our relationship from others, Mae Bug. I don’t plan on ever letting you go. Besides, I think I need to buy a few dozen cupcakes for work on Monday.”
She groaned and dropped her forehead to his chest. Trace wasn’t going to allow her to hide. He wanted everything from her. His hand stroked over her bare back, comforting Avery. It was scary how much he knew her already. “You’re never going to allow me to get by with anything, are you?”
“Probably not,” he agreed so cheerfully she had to peek up at him. “You’re my Little girl.”
“Lucky me,” she muttered before squirming to get away when he swatted her behind. “No spanking. I’m being good.”
“Right. Now, Miss Lazybones, roll off your Daddy,” he announced as he released his hold on her.
Immediately, she slid down to the mattress and scooted to the edge of the bed. Her movement created a need to use the restroom. Avery walked quickly to the bathroom and closed the door. She’d just started pottying when the door opened and Trace walked in.
Unable to stop, she assured him, “I’ll be out in a minute.”
“No hurry. I won’t be able to go for a while,” he assured her with a gesture to his morning erection. Trace turned on the water at the sink and washed his face. After using a towel, he walked to the bathtub and started the warm water flowing.