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Another chuckle. “Good to know Valdez is worth every penny. Thankfully now that Dominic Sabatini is the underboss of the Outfit, he’s pushing everyone from capos, soldiers, to associates into using Valdez for security online and through phones.” He rolls his eyes. “The biggest pain was getting everyone off social media.”
We finish dinner talking about the horrors of how social media companies invade the tiniest minutiae of a person’s life.
I try to help him clean. Daddy frowns so I sit back down. Sipping on the wine, I taste the notes from the coq au vin. As I watch Daddy moving around the kitchen, his movements sure, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, my body begins to hum for him. Longing for him to touch me with those large hands builds in me with every passing minute.
Even wiping his hands he’s sexy. I follow the kitchen towel with my eyes as he tosses it on the island. Seconds later, he’s in front of me and throws me over his good shoulder. “Daddy!”
His arm holds me under my knees and he smacks my ass with his other hand. “Naughty baby girl, licking her lips, hungry for me.”
We’re in the elevator. Before the doors close he sets me down on legs that won’t hold me up. I’m pressed against the wall, his cock burning into my stomach. “Tell me,” he moans into my mouth.
“What?” I pant when his mouth runs over my throat.
“Tell me you can’t take me again after twice today.” His big hand cups my aching center.
Bubbles are back, flowing out of me. “Silly Daddy, I feel empty without you inside me. I’m never going to be too sore for you. Your cock inside me makes me whole again.”
Daddy goes still, I almost fall until his arm holds me tight. “I will never let you go.”
“Promise?” I plead.
“Navegda.” The word is rough, dark, and wraps around me so tight I can’t breathe. I don’t understand the word, but I recognize it’s a vow.
CHAPTER25
Phoenix
His mouth on mine gives me air; I breathe him in and cling with all my might. We’re back on the bed, Daddy is over me, below me the bed feels like we’re already floating in the ocean.
Groaning, he pushes up. I hate it, missing his body against mine. Then his hands are under my dress, yanking the boxers from me. I open my eyes to find his shirt gone, and him pushing his pants down. My whole body clenches tight in need. Stunning, so beautiful I can’t believe he’s real. Standing above me, he’s a god and I am a grateful worshipper.
He pulls me down to the edge of the bed. Rough hands go around my thighs, opening me to him. Even though I hate that Daddy isn’t holding me, we’re only connected with my legs around his hips, I welcome him with a greedy moan. He surges inside me. I catch my breath at the immense size of him. Every time I swear there is no way he could fit me so completely, so perfectly, so sweetly. He’s so big those first few strokes sting, the pain an erotic pleasure I crave like him spanking me.
Oh god, no, it’s too soon but my body won’t obey, after what feels like mere seconds I’m coming hard, shattering as I hit the water. He chokes out my name as my body begs him to come with me, grasping his cock tight to milk every drop from him.
Shaking his head, his grip on my hips tighten until it hurts as he pounds inside me harder and harder, oh god. No, please, come. It’s too much, too much. I can’t breathe, my lungs are burning when at last with a painful stroke, he buries himself deep and comes in me.
The molten essence of him burns his claim into me, tearing my lungs open in a gasp. “Daddy,” I whimper as I wrap my legs around him tight, not wanting to let him go.
He sags against the bed. Running a hand along my neck, he grasps the front of the dress and tears it away from me. Satisfaction gleams in his eyes as a hand cups an aching breast. “Every time I swear I’m going to go slow, enjoy every inch of you, and every damn time I lose my head and turn into a teenager unable to stay hard for longer than five damn minutes.” Licking his lips, he thumbs an aching nipple. “Between your broken arm and my shoulder, this is a fucked-up honeymoon. Good thing we’ll get another try.”
Reveling in his eyes on me, I stretch only halfway, listening until he says one word. “Honeymoon?”
“Yes, my greedy baby girl. A honeymoon, a time in which there is nothing but you and me to worry about. Once Milos and Celia come back from theirs, we’ll have our own wedding and week away from work and responsibilities,” he murmurs as his hands roam over my body.
“Wedding? Like dress and minister and all of that?”
A hand goes behind my neck and pulls me up to him. “Yes, a wedding with a dress, and minister, and flowers, and everything else. Is that all right with you? It doesn’t have to be as big as Milos and Celia’s. Something small for family alone or anywhere in between we can do.”
The words are stuck in my throat. All I can do is nod. I want to die when the tears I didn’t know were there fall.
His head falls to mine, golden eyes wide, searching my face. “Baby, we don’t have to, if you don’t want to. What’s the matter? Talk to me.”
“I never thought I would have one. I’m happy. I promise,” I try to explain as I fight not to cry.
“One what, baby?” he asks softly.
“A wedding. I never thought I would get married.” I shake my head. “I didn’t think anyone could ever want me forever. For sex, to use maybe but not…” I can’t, I lose my fight and I bury my face in Daddy’s chest as the tears pour out of me.
