“Please what, princess? What do you want.”
“More.”
“More of what, pretty girl. You need daddy’s touch?”
“Daddy,” she whined. I felt my lips tip upward in an almost cruel smirk.
“Your skin’s so soft,” I murmured against her neck. I dragged my teeth up and down the right side only to move my attentionto the left, stroking that silky band of skin at her stomach with the pads of my fingers.
“I’m going to take every stitch of clothing off your delicious little body,” I warned. “Then you’re going to lie down on the bed for me, understood?” She nodded, and I tsked. “I need the words, princess. Tell daddy you want that.”
“I do, daddy. I want all of that.” She shivered, and her skin filled with gooseflesh.
“Good girl.” I stood taller and turned her around. Without taking my eyes off her, I took every piece of clothing off, not that she was wearing a lot.
I started by kneeling at her feet and pulling down her cute, thick socks. Kissing her ankles then her knees before I worked on pulling the satiny material of her sleep shorts down her thighs. My gaze stayed on hers. I was tempted to look at every inch of skin I exposed and pinning my gaze to her pretty, little pussy lips, but I didn’t. A feat that should have gained me the damn Nobel Peace Prize. I stood and carefully shimmed the camisole up and over her head.
That’s when I lost my fight.
The road to hell was paved with good intentions, but fuck, I couldn’t help it. My eyes raked up and down her body, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
“You’re perfect,” I rasped.
“Hardly.” She giggled, making her beautiful, round, perky tits jiggle. It wasn’t lost on me just how comfortable she almost seemed standing naked in front of me. I loved how Ember didn’t try and hide herself from me.
“You are.” Her skin was a creamy peaches-and-cream tone with very slight tan lines that boasted of some kind of summer trip.
My brain filled with all kinds of images of Ember in a sexy little bikini.
Images I would make become a reality as soon as the weather warmed up.
I leaned forward, and she breathed in sharply. Our eyes connected, and the world felt like it stopped dead in its track. Like we were the only two who existed right then and there. I didn’t lose sight of her as I leaned in and kissed a tan line on her shoulder. It was a simple kiss, but the way she looked at me, the way those baby blues heated up, you would have thought I’d done something sinfully delicious to her.
“So responsive,” I grunted. “Soft. Sweet,” I muttered against her skin, loving the way it flared to life with goose bumps as she shook.
Not with fear but with anticipation.
My princess wanted daddy’s touch.
Seeing it, knowing it, was going to be my undoing. I swallowed hard, trying to temper down this need growing deep inside of me as my hands glided up and down her body. Exploring her. Tracing her curves. Making sure not to miss any angle and dip of her sexy body.Mine.
“Daddy.” She shook with need, and I forced myself to step away and point at the bed.
Without having to be told twice, she moved, settling in the middle of the mattress. My hand rose and rested over my chest. Jesus, she was a sight to behold. Like a queen taking her place on her throne.No. That will be when she rides my face,I thought to myself, adding something else to the never-ending list of things I wanted to do to her, with her, for her.
I undid my shirt, hating the godforsaken endless buttons, wondering what the hell I had been thinking when I got dressed this morning. Didn’t I know I was going to meet the most perfect creature in the world and fall in love?
Love.
My fingers stuttered to a stop as I worked the third-to-last button. My eyes pinned on the woman in my bed. Love. Holy fucking shit. I might not have fallen in love at first sight back in the grocery store, but I’d known she was different the moment our eyes connected.
No, this was love at first chill.
Because there was no denying it. I was in love with Ember Thomas. Saying to hell with the buttons, I ripped the shirt open, loving the way her eyes widened at the sight of me being too fucking impatient to undo the last three. Her lips parted, and she lifted her body up on her elbows. And if I wasn’t mistaken, those pretty, lithe thighs spread for me just a little.
Just enough to see how she glistened under the dim mood lighting in the bedroom. I hurried and took everything off. My pants and boxer briefs were gone, and my cock sprung forward. I grabbed it, stroking it as I stared at her. Once. Twice. Her blue eyes moved down my body to where my hand stroked my shaft, and I watched as her breathing changed.
“Daddy,” she whispered. I felt like a caged animal finally let loose. I crawled up the bed and straight between her legs.
