“You’re so sure I will?”
“You’re a man. I grew up with three brothers. I know how it works.” Still, I pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose. “So, what do you think about my suggestion?”
“I’ll bite… but every time you move, I’ll force an orgasm out of you later when you have the all clear.”
“Is that your idea of a deterrent?”
“Oh,duci,” he purred. “You’ll learn.”
TWENTY-NINE
KITTY
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my tears ricochet - Taylor Swift
He was so careful with me.
Honestly, it made his Jekyll and Hyde nature all the more enticing.
That he could lift me in his arms and carry me like I weighed nothing. That he could do so while treating me as if I were made of glass, placing me on the bed with more care than I figured most fathers would with a newborn.
But I wasn’t a baby.
I was made of steel, not glass.
And I didn’t want him to be careful with me.
I just needed him.
Before he lay down beside me, I tugged on the buttons of my sleep set—a short-sleeved PJ top that came complete with smiling avocados on it and matching short-shorts—and let him help me take off the bottoms.
Borrowing trouble wasn’t on my to-do list. I was fine, but I couldn’t handle the kind of sex I desperately craved with him.
This would be a delicious substitute, but like switching out the fake maple crap you got in chain restaurants for the real Quebecker maple deal… Ya needed the juice with your flapjacks, but nothing beat that pure-grade Canadian tree jizz.
When he climbed onto the bed wearing boxer briefs, I scowled. “What’s with the underwear?”
“Reminder,” he said shortly, my attention having given his not-so-little head ideas.
As I watched, it grew and twitched, proving that he was both a groweranda shower.
Humming in delight, I wagged my finger. “No clothes. Skin to skin.”
His expression froze. Then it turned blank. But he did as I asked. His dick getting harder once he liberated it.
Happy now, I turned on my side, carefully placing my head on his pillow as I cupped his cock.
“You turning into a shy virgin on me, Stan?” I deadpanned once he rolled over to face me.
His smug smile needed to be tasted.
So I did.
I pressed our mouths together and closed my eyes, sighing into his kiss. The way he tasted me felt like I was his first sip of water in a decade.He moaned.I rewarded that with more pressure around his shaft.
The pre-cum slicking my palm sent me into overdrive.
