I nod. “Yeah, I’m sure.”
He picks me up and lays me down on the couch.
“God, I need you so bad, baby,” he says into my ear, and with one thrust, he’s buried to the hilt inside of me.
“Beckett!Oh God,” I moan, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
“God, you’re so fucking tight, sweetheart,” he growls into my ear. His thrusts get harder and faster. My head falls back, and I already feel the orgasm building. I can already feel myself so close to the edge.
“Beck.”
“I know, baby, I know. Just a little more.”
My fingers dig into his shoulders a little harder. My back arches off the couch, and I cry out, my orgasm ripping through me.
“So good for Daddy, baby,” he says, pulling out of me, pumping himself twice, and painting my belly with his cum.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” I whisper, bordering on delirious.
He runs a finger through it before bringing it up to my mouth. I open and suck the cum off. “Mmmm.”
“That’s what you do to me, pretty girl,” he whispers, kissing my forehead softly.
My cheeks flush. I go to sit up, but he stops me.
“No, let me take care of you,” he says, helping me lie back down. I do as I’m told and relax against the couch.
He disappears into the kitchen and comes back with a warm washcloth. He gently wipes off my belly, cleaning up the mess that he made.
After I’m all cleaned up, he helps fix my panties, and he hands me a shirt he must have grabbed from the laundry room.
“Here,” he says, putting on his boxers, pulling me into his lap, and holding me like a baby. We focus back on the movie and eat the lukewarm Chinese food that sits on the coffee table.
“Thank you for today. I didn’t realize how much I needed this.”
“You can have this as much as you need, baby. Just let me know, and I’ll pamper the shit out of you,” he says, kissing the side of my head and cuddling us into a fuzzy blanket.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
I don’t know if I’ll ever take him up on his offer, but it’s nice to know that it’s there if I ever want to.
29
SLOANE
~AUGUST~
“Get up, we’re going to go do something that you are going to hate a lot, but I don’t care,” I say, shaking Beckett softly.
He keeps his eyes closed as he rolls onto his back and brings me with him. “What if I want to stay in bed all day?”
“Then that’s too bad. I have to…run some errands,and I want you to come with me,” I say, unsure of how the best way to tell him was that I am taking him shopping, buying him a whole new wardrobe, and spoiling the hell out of him, all because I can.
I’m not going to, that’s how. Because there’s no way in hell that he’ll ever let me do that.
He lets out a dramatic huff and opens his eyes to look at me.
“Is this going to take long?”
