Page 25 of Her Courage

“It is,” Lottie replied, not looking toward me. “Are you okay?”

I let out a heavy sigh. “Back to reality tomorrow. I guess it’s kind of hitting me.”

“Are you worried about your mom?”

“I don’t want to drag you into any of this, Princess.” It weighed heavily on my mind. I was used to dealing with her bullshit, but I didn’t want Lottie involved in it.

My mother had tainted enough of my life. She didn't need to corrupt the one thing that brought me joy and light.

I jolted when Lottie laid her hand over my thigh. My gaze collided with hers, so much love reflected back in her eyes it gave me pause. The breath left my lungs and I was rendered speechless by the force of the moment.

She was giving me her strength. Her support. Her love. All of herself in that one simple gesture.

I took the cup from her hands and set it down on the side table next to me, before grabbing her and settling her on my lap.

For the next few minutes, we sat in silence and watched the sun slowly creep up across the sky.

We didn't need the words to express the emotions of the moment.

We'd be back in Portland soon, and the real world would come crashing down.

But we'd always have this moment. The memory of this sunrise, to sustain us.

And that was enough.

At least for now.

Monday morning came, and I let out a heavy sigh as I straightened my tie in the mirror. The day was filled with back to back meetings about matters that seems trivial in the grand scheme of things.

Lottie was working in the building today, and that gave me a small measure of comfort. If things got to be too much, I could pop down and give her a hug, and inhale her scent to get me through the rest of the day.

I descended the stairs and entered the kitchen, desperate for my first cup of coffee.

What I found instead was much more potent than caffeine.

Lottie was lounged back on the cool countertops, her skirt around her waist, and Andrei kneeling before her, buried between her lush thighs. Her sweet sounds of pleasure reached my ears and my cock instantly hardened inside my trousers.

I bit down on my bottom lip, watching as Lottie clenched her hand in Andrei's hair as her hips bucked.

"Please, Daddy. I need to come."

Andrei hummed, the vibrations making Lottie gasp in pleasure. "I think Daddy K is the one that needs to make you come."

I smirked. Of course Andrei knew the second I walked in the kitchen. He was all too aware of his surroundings.

Lottie licked her dry lips and her lust filled gaze turned to meet mine. "Please Daddy K," she whined.

I moved to stand on the opposite side of the counter from Andrei, the ledge narrow enough I could easily reach between her legs and play with her as Andrei tasted her. My fingers swirled over her sensitive bundle of nerves, and she almost jumped off the counter.

"I think our princess likes when I play with her while you use your mouth," I murmured, my nose teasing along the delicate skin of her neck.

"I think she does," Andrei agreed. He adjusted her legs wider, so I could watch as he thrust his tongue inside her channel.

I worked her clit faster, wanting to watch her come undone between the two of us.

Plus, we had to get to work.

She threw her head back as she muttered incoherent words. I wrapped my free arm around her waist and pressed my lips to her ear, muttering about all the things I wanted to do to her body.