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“Beautiful, is what is it. Don’t hold back. Daddy’s got you. One more. Then I get to come home properly to this gorgeous, tight little cunt.”
His words tip me over the edge.
I scream as another, harder climax slams into me. Monroe keeps his face buried between my thighs, drinking me down with shameless enthusiasm. He keeps going until I’m pushing him away and begging.
But he doesn’t stop.
And shockingly, my pleasure starts to build again. But just when I’m approaching another mindless pinnacle, he raises his head.
Surging to his feet, he shrugs off his leather jacket—which looks amazing on him, I note through dazed eyes.
He toes off his boots as he reefs his T-shirt over his head.
I whimper with naked need and endless delight as his inked body is exposed. He’s just as ripped as I recall. Maybe even more?
I trace the wide expanse of his chest, then gasp when I see the fresh, unmissable ink on his left pec, just above his heart.
The one that spells my name in bold, black letters.
He pauses, his gaze going from my shocked face to his chest. “That’s right, baby. I had to get your name inked on my skin the first chance I got.”
He finishes undressing, then prowls naked onto the bed until he’s poised over me. My shaking fingers trace the edges of the letters, fresh tears springing into my eyes.
“You own my heart. My soul. Every piece of me, the good and bad.”
My other hand goes to his mouth, hushing his words. “There’s no bad in you. I know we met in prison but I also know what you did, you did out of care and kindness.”
He swallows hard. “There you go, being so damn sweet. So beautiful inside and out.”
“Monroe…”
“I sure as hell don’t deserve you, baby, but like I told you back in the prison, I’m keeping you. And I’m going to love the fuck out of you for the rest of our days. Okay, sweet girl?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
A shudder ripples through him.
His head dips and he sucks one nipple into his mouth, flicking it mercilessly with his tongue until I’m writhing and whimpering beneath him. After he spends an age on the other peak, he raises his head.
His eyes are even wilder, bordering on unhinged with hunger.
My confession can wait, I decide.
Maybe an hour. Or three.
I have a strong feeling that once I tell him, all hell will break loose in a good way.
But this moment is just for him and me.
“Daddy’s gonna fuck you now,” he rasps. “Then we’re going to talk about a few things, hmm? Set a few things straight and put some rules in place. Okay?”
I’m a little alarmed and a lot intrigued but I nod. “Okay.”
“Now, arms above your head and keep those gorgeous legs wide open for me, yeah?”
I pout. “But I want to touch you.”
He sucks in a desperate breath and slams his eyes shut for a moment. When he opens them, they’re blazing with need but also a little pleading. “I need you too much. I won’t last very long, so just do as I say, okay?”
