Page 49 of Claimed By Daddy


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“Okay!” She flung back the duvet and sat up.

The squeal she gave was ear-splitting, for a moment he feared for his eardrums. He understood instantly that she’d forgotten about her sore butt.

“Roll onto your tummy,” he suggested. “I have some aloe gel. I’ll fetch it.” Dashing into the other room, he made for the bathroom. When he returned she was lying on her tummy muttering under her breath.

“What was that?” he asked as he unscrewed the top of the tube.

“Noth-ing,” she sang.

“Not concocting evil spells against your daddy?”

“No-o!” Her infectious giggle drew a grin. He loved her playful and impish like this. She moaned seductively as the cold gel hit her scalded flesh. Gently he swirled the stuff on each of her buttocks in turn, spreading it fairly thickly over her skin.

“Lie there for a few moments and let the aloe seep into your skin. I’m going down to put the kettle on. Come down when you’re ready.”

“David?”

“Mmm?”

“I-I think I love you.”

That stopped him in his tracks. He turned and in three strides he reached her. Kneeling beside her, he placed his head on the pillow, so they were face to face. His hand cradled her head. Gently he moved his lips to cover hers.

“I love you so, so much,” he whispered gruffly against her soft mouth.

Her lips parted under his and he kissed her with long slow passion. Fusing his lips to hers, he worked her mouth while her tongue flirted with his. He realised she was dangerously close to seducing him. Experience told him that she wasn’t yet ready for the marathon of sex he had in mind for later. She needed food and recuperation for what he planned tonight. Planting a final kiss on her lips, he drew back; rising to his full height, he ignored her sigh of regret.

“Tea and crumpets... Downstairs in ten. Never fear, we’ll continue this tonight.” He winked and left the room before his demanding cock managed to change his mind.

She came into the kitchen wearing a sundress. Pleased she wasn’t dressed in little mode, he carried a rug out onto the back lawn and settled her there, lying in the late afternoon sunshine. Honey trotted out with her ball. He went to fetch their tea while she played a game of throw and fetch with the dog.

They finished tea amongst lengthening shadows. He pushed her on the swing until the evening chill descended, prompting them to return inside where they settled on the couch and watched another tennis match. Penny dozed on his shoulder, drifting downward in heavy sleep until her head ended up in his lap. Turning down the volume on the TV, he idly stroked her hair while marvelling at how much he loved her.

Coldness seeped into his blood as he considered the possibility of some kind of tumour growing in her head. He told himself the scan results would be definitive.

David shifted his thigh and slid out from under her. Carefully, he placed a cushion beneath her head. She didn’t stir.

In the kitchen he pulled out vegetables for the evening meal and began to prep dinner. His phone rang. Clare’s number showed.

“Hi, Clare, what’s up?”

“Allie is freaking out, she insisted I phone to check on her sister, sorry!”

He could hear Allie remonstrating with Clare in the background and smiled.

“Tell Allie I can hear her and that Penny is fine, she is asleep on the couch.”

“Thanks, David, hang on while I relay that to the little thorn in my side.”

He waited, listening to the murmur of his sister-in-law’s voice. Clare must have covered the phone with her hand because he couldn’t hear the conversation.

“David?” Allie’s voice came on the line.

“Hi, Allie, Penny is fine.” He was getting fed up with this.

“Clare refuses to ask you this but I want to know if you have spanked my sister and if so, is she all right?”

Controlling the irritation he felt at her interference in his marriage, David took a deep breath. It was understandable that with the odd thing that had happened to her sister, Allie would be overprotective. She’d never intruded into their marriage before now and so he answered her honestly.

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