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“Daddy!” I plead.
A smirk covers his face, as he scoops me up and carries me upstairs, but this time not to the guest bedroom, to the master bedroom.
If the guest bedroom was incredible, which it was, this bedroom is beyond words.
Smack, dab in the middle of the room is a California King four-post bed, practically levitating on a slightly raised surface as if it’s an altar.
The blinds are drawn to
change the mood from daylight to romantic, and there are vanilla bean candles all over the room. I move closer to the bed, and on inspection there are rose petals laid out across, spelling M-Y A-N-G-E-L.
Oh. My. God.
I turn back toward Silas, who’s leaning against the door jam and all I need is a camera to capture this moment, the smile on his face, the way his body is positioned, and it would be the best selling cover photo in GQ’s history.
As I move closer to him I can’t help but notice his very visible need, bulging from his trousers. “It looks like it wants out,” I say, cupping his balls and then moving my hand along the fabric, gripping his shaft.
“Like a tiger pacing in its cage,” he says. “And you thought your father was the only one I had set up for you to meet with today.”
“Oh, is this a meeting?” I kid, tracing my hand down the fabric covering his muscular chest until I reach his abs, where he grabs me, clasping my tiny wrist with his gigantic palm.
“Careful, little girl,” he groaned. “This tiger bites when it’s poked.”
“I’m looking forward to it, and to see just how deep the teeth marks are that it leaves.” I jerk up one eyebrow.
I move back to the bed, gladly accepting his game of cat and mouse. As soon as I sit I motion with my finger and call him with a seductive, “Come…here.”
“I think you must have forgotten something. I’m the one how gives the orders around here. Not you.” He pauses. “Come here,” he says, turning the tables on me.
I oblige, and the second I’m within arm’s distance from him he grabs me, jerking my body in and kissing me hard.
One hand cups my ass and he lifts me off the ground as if I weigh nothing. I feel weightless, my body turning, and quickly find my back slamming into the wall, his other hand in-between so I don’t actually hurt myself, but I do feel the impact.
And it feels fucking amazing.
His rough thumb brushes across my cheek and he touches my face like he owns it, and not in a gentle way at all.
As his lips viciously claim mine I moan in a volume more suited to a heavy-metal concert, thankful the blinds are closed and my dad isn’t outside in the garden anymore…because my Daddy is ready to play.
He swallows my moans, muffling my voice with his tongue as it fucks my mouth.
Suddenly I’m flying through the air, my back hitting the bed and I look up at him as he’s sliding that belt out of the loops once again.
“Undress,” he says, snapping it in the air like a whip.
I can’t get out of my clothes fast enough, keeping my eyes focused on him as I slide out of the pesky garments.
He, on the other hand, takes his time, and when he’s down to his Calvin’s it’s apparent that they weren’t built for a man of his…endowed stature.
His dick is at a forty-five degree angle, the thread straining to contain him and I can already see a wet spot where his tip is spearing into the fabric, demanding to be freed.
He yanks down his boxer briefs and his dick springs up and down like a diving board, and I have the most sexually aggressive thought in all my life. Drowning in a sea of his come as he unloads that erection in the back of my throat.
My body shakes at the sight of his thick inches, wondering where he’s going to fit them all. His cock is longer than my Little Mermaid panties are wide. Much longer.
He moves closer to the bed, like a predator knowing it’s prey is cornered and helpless, and that’s exactly what I am.
Sliding on top of me he bites at my neck, fisting one hand in my hair as he drags his tongue along my exposed neck and down my cleavage.
