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She unbuckled her seatbelt, and I hopped down from the driver’s side and hurried to her side to open her door. Grabbing her waist, I picked her up and set her on the pavement. Holding on like I never wanted to let go, I let my lips melt into hers.
“Pearl?” A rough voice called from behind us.
She snatched her lips away and abruptly put distance between us. A man I didn’t know walked over. He wore greasy jeans and boots and held a wrench in one hand and a toolbox in another. She greeted him; apparently, his name was Dylan, and he’s known my baby girl since she was a kid. I gave a curt nod, and the air thickened like molasses. The man disappeared into his truck, and Pearl gave me a nervous smile and kiss on the cheek before running off toward the large crowd.
Fuck.
* * *
Although my babygirl was out of my sight, my mind refused to stop thinking about her. I checked the time on my phone. It read 12:15 AM. After I dropped her off at the festival grounds, I headed back to my on site office to do some more construction work. When I opened my laptop, I had an encrypted email from my executive assistant. I asked him to look into Pearl’s father.
One skim through the provided information, and the situation seemed much direr than what Pearl led me to believe. They were wiped out clean. A small loan from a bank for a few months of mortgage payments held their home on by a thread. Three checking accounts had a balance of zero, and one checking account had the funds from the loan and what looked like the check I gave him a few days earlier.
Her father owned money to two banks, and all their credit cards exceeded the credit limit. I sat back in my chair and rested my finger on my lip. An overall heaviness settled in my chest as I stared at the screen. Their situation didn’t escape me because I remembered when my brother and I almost lost everything trying to get our construction business off the ground. I told Pearl that I would do anything for her and if that meant giving her father a helping hand to prevent him from drowning, then so be it. After crunching numbers for a few minutes, I tilted my chin to the ceiling and breathed. Then my phone chimed.
Babygirl: Goodnight Daddy
Jude: Why is my girl still up? How were the festival grounds?
My spine stiffened, along with my cock as I watched the three little dots appear and disappear on the screen.
Babygirl: Popup shop was fun, but now I can't sleep. I just took a warm bath, and hopefully, that will help.
Jude: And if it doesn’t? Then what?
Babygirl: Then….
Jude: Yes?
Babygirl: I’ll use my toy.
Jude: Do you touch yourself often when you can’t sleep?
I anxiously flashed my tongue over my lips, releasing a drop of saliva onto my desk.
Babygirl: Now I do because of you.
Jude: You should have kept that to yourself. Now it’s too late to take it back.
I closed my laptop, turned off the lights in my office, and headed to my truck. The engine revved, and I pulled off like a bat out of hell as I headed in the direction of her house.
Babygirl: Am I in trouble? I’m sorry.
Her words shattered me, but I ignored her text. Twenty minutes later, I pulled off the highway and into her cozy neighborhood. I concluded on the ride over that either God was on my side or Stonebridge cops didn’t work the graveyard shift because I was going forty over the speed limit the entire time.
I killed my lights when I approached her street and parked a few feet away from her house. The hammering blows of my pulse radiated through my body as I locked eyes on her father's crossover in the driveway. I strolled with ease up the front steps and placed my hand on the doorknob. Everything about this screamed wrong, dangerous, and disrespectful, but I never really had strong ethics.
I twisted the knob, and the door pushed open.Was I nervous? Fuck yes, but did I care? Fuck no.I was certain the hinges on the door would give me away, but the door opened and closed without a sound. Darkness cloaked the hallway, but I knew the way to my baby girl's room. I walked past the living room in the direction of the stairs, and with each step, I pitted my stomach into tight coils. Once I made it to the top of the stairs, I let out a breath and hushed toward her room.
The scents of her body wash bled out from under the door calling to me like a siren. Like a wild animal, I groaned as my cock ached with need. I stepped back and contemplated my decision, but the battle was lost once I got a hint of her low moans.Naughty girl.I let my forehead rest against her door for several seconds before crossing a line no man should cross.
Iwoke to a hand around my mouth, but the fear that bubbled in my gut quickly dissolved when the familiar scent of Daddy filled the air. He was here.
In my house.
In my room.
His large body kept me pinned on my stomach, and a whiff of his warm peppermint-scented breath trickled into my ear. “Daddy’s going to ruin you.”
