Page 20 of Working For Her Attention

I love her.

That fact should have scared me. Should have made me rethink taking this any further because how the hell was love in the mix with a woman I had literally just met?

But I was over that.

How could I be anything less when everything in my life suddenly made sense? Things with Avery, just sharing the same space with her, felt like something that had been somehow written in the stars. Meant to be.

“Sam?”

“Daddy,” I corrected and loved the little blush that went with her sweet smirk.

“Daddy, you’re wearing too much,” she repeated. I tsked, shaking my head.

“Who’s in charge here, little girl?” I asked again, my voice lower by an octave. She chewed on her bottom lip. My brow rose, challenging her to answer, and she sighed.

“You.”

“Exactly. So, no more questions. Daddy wants to see how well you listen.” Her thighs pressed tightly together, like my words tugged at that little glistening puffy clit poking out from between her lips. “Do you understand?” I asked. She nodded quickly.

“Good girl. Now, you’re going to do what I tell you to. I’m going to give you exactly what you need.” She chewed on her bottom lip with anticipation at my stern words. “But you need to know that tonight is all about you.”

“What does that mean?” Cute little brows furrowed close.

“Daddy’s going to show you, Avery,” I rumbled. My knee touched the bed. I lifted her leg, and she let me. I kissed the inside of her ankle and then her calf. “And you’re going to be a good girl and do what?”

“Do what Daddy says.” Avery’s answer made my cock jerk against my palm, and I squeezed tightly to try to hold off the excruciating need I felt to fill her little pussy up with my length.

“Such a perfect little princess,” I growled, peppering kisses up her leg until I reached her mound. Her arousal was so fucking strong right there, I wasn’t sure how the hell I had the strength not to dive in and start to eat her right then and there.

I managed to keep a shred of control and focus while kissing her body. Exploring every delectably creamy inch of skin until I took her berry-tipped nipple into my mouth, sucking and pulling. My mind went wild with insane thoughts of our future. My free hand rested on the soft swell of her belly, and something primal punched through my gut.

Images of her round and pregnant with my child bounced around like there was a goddamn pickleball match going on in my head. My tongue lapped and swirled around her nipple as her back arched off the bed. The sound of my name dripped beautifully from her lips in moan-like cries.

I could picture the future so fucking clearly, it felt like one of my sister’s silly psychic visions. Pregnant with my baby, milk dripping from her tits, rolling down her skin only to have me more than happily lap every drop with my tongue.

And I would.

I wasn’t sure what it would taste like, but it being my princess, I had a feeling it would be sweet and creamy. Alleviating her pain would feel great, too. I pulled back, letting her nipple go with a pop before giving the same generous attention to the other side.

I might push the caveman-like thoughts of keeping my girl barefoot and pregnant to the side, listening carefully to every moan and purr she made. I moved my knee between her legs, and she didn’t hesitate to rub her perfect kitty against my leg as she sought relief.

“Daddy! Daddy! I’m going to…” Her voice cracked, and then she whined when I took my knee away. “No! Wait! I was so close.”

“I know, baby.” I grinned wolfishly. When she narrowed her eyes, I knew she was about to mouth off and complain, and I sure as fuck didn’t want to punish her. Yet.

“Flip over, baby girl. Face down, ass up.” I didn’t finish my instructions before she did as she was told. I moved between her legs and smacked her ass cheek again.

Once.

Twice.

Her little gasps and the way her hands clenched around my sheets made my balls draw up tighter.

“Look at this delicious ass.” I rubbed each globe with my hands. “Perfect little ass for daddy’s hands, isn’t it?”

“Please.”

“Please, what, princess? What do you want?”