Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
As he slid two fingers into her pussy, Beau wrapped his mouth around her clit and sucked. Maisie exploded in his hands. Her body twisted under his absolute control. He coaxed as much excitement as he could from her orgasm before rising on his knees.
“Do I need a condom, Little girl?”
“No. I haven’t been with anyone.” She looked at him sharply. “That cover model?”
“Was in her own bed ten minutes after the fundraiser ended,” he promised.
“Alone?”
“Alone, Little girl. I didn’t touch her.”
“Good.”
Beau cupped his erection in his hand and placed the tip at her wet entrance. As he pressed himself inside, Maisie propped herself up on her elbows to watch their bodies merge together. Beau focused on her beautiful face. He loved the rekindling arousal that ignited in her eyes and expression as he filled her. Her enveloping heat welcomed him as her body yielded to his steady push forward. When his body finally rested against hers, Beau wrapped his hands around her thighs to pull her a fraction of an inch closer. He paused, savoring the sensation of being buried deep inside her.
“Move! Damn you!”
“Language, Little girl. Your bottom can’t take much more,” he warned, shifting one hand below her to squeeze her punished skin. Maisie shivered, contracting around him. His groan echoed hers.
Sliding out, he paused at her sensitive entrance and flicked his thumb quickly over her clit. She gasped, and he thrust quickly into her warmth. Abandoning his plan to go slowly and drive her mad, Beau knew they both needed each other quickly. Slow would come later.
Varying the angle of his entrance, Beau experimented until her hands clutched at his biceps. There. He concentrated on her pleasure, knowing his would come later. Beau caressed up her flat abdomen to cup one breast. He squeezed her sensitive flesh lightly and felt her contract around him.
Over and over, he filled her. Her legs wrapped around him as she tried to trap him inside, but Beau lifted her thighs over his shoulders. He cupped her hot butt, squeezing her punished bottom to remind her who was always in charge. Her tight channel quivered slightly, alerting him of her approaching climax.
Increasing the speed of his thrusts, he captured her taut nipple and squeezed it slightly. That last bit of stimulation pushed her over the brink and he felt her spasm around him. Beau allowed himself to come with her and roared his climax into the room.
Sliding her legs from their high perch, Maisie launched herself forward to wrap her arms around his neck. Clinging to him, she pressed kisses along his shoulder and nipped him softly. Beau wrapped his arms around her and lifted her from the bed. He nestled his face into her shoulder and held her close.
“I love you, Maisie.”
“I love you, Daddy.”
CHAPTER 7
Waking up with Maisie curled around him brought an instant smile to his lips. His prickly Little always swore she couldn’t sleep with him touching her and enforced a strict dividing line between their bodies before she fell asleep. Within seconds of drifting into dreamland, she would roll across the mandatory divide to snuggle close to him. Then, throughout the night, she could sleep on him in various positions like his own personal blanket.
“I don’t know why you always have to snuggle,” she mumbled.
“I just need to be close to you,” he answered, allowing his lips to curve in a smile.
She blinked open one eye to check if he was being sarcastic. “Are you always so cheerful this early? Us living together in DC might be at jeopardy if you’re a morning person.”
“You’ll get used to me.”
Maisie glared at him. “I don’t think you understand the extent of my status as a night owl.”
Beau wrapped her in his arms and rolled them over until he held her pinned under his body. “I’ll try to tone down my morning energy. Will that work for you?”
“Maybe?”
Leaning close, he dropped whisper-soft kisses on the edges of her lips until she pressed her mouth against his fully. Beau deepened the kiss, enjoying this priceless time with his Little girl.
When he lifted his head, she swirled a finger on his chest, peppered with gray hair. “We don’t have anything to do today until this evening. We could stay here and make a pillow fort.”
“A pillow fort, huh? Is that the latest Little code word for having sex?” he asked.
“I don’t know if anyone else is as cutting-edge as me…”
“Or we could get up and have some breakfast before I show you something secret,” he suggested.
“You have a secret? Like a good one or something like our favorite fry place adds sugar to their salt to make the fries taste so amazing.”
“There’s a hamburger place that adds sugar to the salt on their fries?”
“Focus, Daddy. That’s not important. Am I going to like this secret?”