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I can’t even tell him how turned on he’s making me. I don’t need him thinking I would’ve enjoyed what would’ve happened to me had he not come to my rescue. But he’s made his point, and I get where this is going.

“Okay, daddy, okay,” I tell him, pushing against him harder this time as he continues to breathe heavily against my ear.

“Don’t you trust me?” He asks as I try to put a stop to something we both know I’m cra

ving.

I whine at him, nodding my head.

He slides off and shakes his head at me.

“Grant,” I whisper, not wanting to make him mad and not to mention how extremely wet my pussy is for him.

What am I doing?

I want him on top of me again; I want to feel him inside of me. I don’t want to resist, I want to know. I just don’t know how to tell him this.

“Show me what you want to do to me, daddy.” I pout at him, using the very name that I know get’s him going.

I can see how hard his cock is for me. He wants me just as much as I want him.

“I’ve never been as loved by a man as I have by you. I don’t want to be roughed up. I don’t want to feel like love has to be that way. Every day, my love for you grows.” I confess to him, closing my eyes tightly with both palms to my face after saying those words.

I’m waiting for him to laugh at me, to tell me I’m crazy. I’m waiting for him to act like all the men before and just cast me aside. Not that I’ve had these sort of feelings for any man before; but everyone who’s housed me had treated me like a household slave, and I bounced from house to house in foster care for years. I can’t say I rather enjoyed that part of my life.

“There’s nothing wrong with daddy loving his girl,” he says to me while running his hand through my hair.

I close my eyes as he continues to comfort me.

“Then love me, daddy, please,” I tell him, my eyes growing misty with tears as I’m more than ready now. Ready to be his, and only his.

“I know you’ve already done so much for me, but please, can you make me feel your love?” I ask, sitting up and wiping the tears away quickly as they’re not needed here. Not now.

“Bella,” he whispers and sits up to kiss my bare shoulder.

“Daddy, I feel silly asking you for this… you do so much for me already. You make sure I’m well-fed, that I get days off when needed, even if it’s last-minute. If it wasn’t for you, I would probably be in some sleazy hotel room right now.”

Silence stretches between us. Maybe I’ve pushed him too far; maybe he doesn’t want to take care of me anymore since I haven’t been the easiest tonight.

Grant is the man who protects me, the man who’s proud of me, and yet I feel as if I’m losing him as he has yet to speak a word after my spiel. Am I asking for too much now? I don’t know; the insecurity is washing over me and it’s not a feeling I enjoy.

He’s probably laughing in the back of his mind at me and maybe that’s why he hasn’t said anything…

“Bella?” He whispers my name.

I look up to meet his eyes with mine, seeing the fire behind them.

“I want that dress off of you. Now.”

7

GRANT

I watch Bella slip out of her dress, turning to find my back against the headboard, my legs spread, and my cock hard as a rock for her. There’s no need to hide it anymore; I can’t pretend there’s not a fire between us when there damn well is.

“Lay down, let daddy show you all the pleasures that can come with this.”

As the words echo from my mouth, she slowly moves to lay on her back as she follows my command with ease.

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