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It’s actually beating everywhere. I can feel the thumps in my fingertips and my throat, inside my ears. My blood has never felt so dang alive before.
He carefully unhinges our bodies, and I feel a little loss when the weight of his long arm leaves me. But his hands come to my shoulders, turning me to face him. He has to look down nearly as much as I have to look up, and I’m immediately lost in those seductive, dark eyes, wondering if he’s holding back something dangerous. Half hoping.
“I’ve never brought anyone here. I’ve never had a woman in my home anywhere. Something always told me to wait. That there would be someone special, and I should save things.”
There is a softness in his voice that makes me shrink underneath his intense gaze.
“I know what you mean. I’ve saved things too.”
He tilts his head and blinks, then as quickly as I see the question in his eyes it’s replaced by a twinkle and a knowing.
“You saved yourself for me, Angel. And I will never tarnish that gift. But first, let’s get you inside, draw you a bath and get you to bed.”
I purse my lips together at the sound of that and he shakes his head slightly.
“Sleep now, princess. What did I tell you? Daddy knows best, little girl. And you need sleep. Trust me. Once I’m inside that sweet pussy, I’m moving in, so you’re going to need your rest.”
I sigh and nod. Something tells me he’s right.
Chapter Ten
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MAGNUS
It’s going to be a miracle if I can keep my dick under control for the next few hours. I’m standing at the edge of the bed, having tucked the billowing white linen around her twice already, and already I can see I’ve created a monster. Who knew this sweet, shy little Angel I’ve craved for months would turn the tables on me.
“Please.” Her pout has a direct line of communication with my dick.
That word is going to be my undoing.
“Stay under the covers, Angel. Don’t make Daddy turn you over and give you your first spanking.”
She flings the covers back and I know she’s testing me, but that’s fine. That’s what I’m here for, to show her I will never waver. What I say, I mean, and eventually that will be the safety net she counts on.
My cock twitches higher in my pants. I tossed out the cut open underwear, and now I’m regretting my decision to go commando because she’s eyeing the near constant tent in the front of my pants like a lioness stalking her prey.
“I said please. Didn’t you say you would give me what I need?”
She pushes her still damp hair from her face, jumps up and kneels in the center of the bed. The white sheets, crisp and clean, make all her soft pinkness even more intoxicating. Thank Christ I made her put on my t-shirt to sleep in. I wanted something on her that smelled like me. It drapes down over her legs and hangs on her like a doll dressed in life-size clothes.
“Yep, and I will give you what you need. But that’s not always the same as what you want.”
From the twinkle in her green eyes and the way she bites down on her lower lip, she’s fairly sure she’s got the drop on me. Poor baby’s going to learn eventually; I’ve been preparing my entire life for her and my resolve will not falter.
“Where do you want me?” She wiggles higher on the bed, half leaning down on one elbow.
This is our family place, but it’s really mine. I built it a few years back, paid for it myself, thinking I would use it for just a weekend house, but while I was working I barely spent any time here. Now, I’m rethinking that. It’s got twelve acres, a barn, the old cabin. The grounds are partially wooded, and I’m starting to see visions of a future here much different than I’d ever expected.
“I’ll show you where I want you, Angel.”
“Oooo.” Her mouth makes my dick drip cum inside my pants as I imagine those lips making that sound as she takes my monster between them. “Goody. I knew you’d give in.”
But there’s something else in store for her at the moment.
“Daddy means what he says. I’m not fucking you until tomorrow, princess, and I’ve had about enough of you pushing the issue.”
“Sure he does. But I bet I can get what I want if I really try.” She bats her eyelashes and I can see from the determined look in her eye that she’s not clear on just who’s in charge here. I’m not a boy, easily swayed by her flirtation. I’m a man, and she will soon learn the difference.
