Page 21 of Bossy Daddy


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It’s very clear what he means. I know I want to, yet I know I shouldn’t. If I go over to his place, things are going to change. Should this thing between us end now, extricating myself won’t be easy, but it would be doable. If I sleep with Glen, things could get so messy.

I think it’s a testament to how I feel for Glen in this moment that even after this realization, I still decide to go with him.

“Yes, I would like to go home with you.”

His eyebrows shoot up to meet his hairline. “Are you sure?”

I laugh and he smiles.

Moments later his car is being driven up to us. We don’t waste any time. We both climb in and he is off in the direction of his house.

As it turns out, his house isn’t that far from the restaurant. However, Boston traffic this evening is being extra “trafficky.” It takes ages for us to get to his place. Probably not, but the anticipation is magnifying everything in me. Especially my need for Glen.

I sit there in the passenger seat and vibrate silently.

When he drives up to his house I can see it’s huge. He has a garage, but he parks his car in the driveway. I’m guessing he’s just as impatient as I am.

We get out of the car and make our way to his front door. He unlocks it and lets us in.

From where we are standing in the foyer, I only have a second to catch a glimpse of his home, and it’s beautiful. Before I can take everything in he is on me.

His lips come down on mine and he takes my mouth in the most mind-melting kiss I have ever had. Our lips move together as if they’re waltzing. His hands come to my hips and he pulls my body flush against his. I can feel his hard cock pushing into my abdomen. I moan into his mouth and he meets the sound with a groan.

I throw my arms over his shoulders and around his neck, fastening myself to him. He writhes against me as he moves one of his hands from my hips and uses it to unbutton my jacket and then my blouse. Next, he undoes the zipper on the side of my skirt and the item of clothing falls to the ground. He pushes my jacket and blouse off my shoulders until I’m standing in his arms in nothing but my lacey bra, thong and stilettos.

He untangles himself for me and takes a step back. “Fuck…” He palms his crotch as his eyes roam all over my body. “How can you be so fucking sexy? You look like a Greek goddess.”

His words cause heat to rise in my cheeks and then he reaches a hand out to me and I take it.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have the patience to make it all the way upstairs to my bedroom. So the living room will just have to do.”

I nod and follow him into his living room where we resume making out. It doesn’t take too long before I get him undressed and we’re standing together in front of his plush couch in nothing but our underwear.

He falls back on the couch and takes me with him. We continue to kiss for a few more moments before he sits up with me in his lap. His hands go to my back where he unhooks my bra and takes it off.

My breasts hang in front of him and it’s as if he has been hypnotized as he stares at them, still as stone. When his eyes have had their fill, both his hands come up to my chest and the rough skin of his palms make a chill run down my spine. Thus begins an intense sexual encounter, the likes of which I have never seen.

When we’ve both had our fill of each other’s bodies, we lie on his couch, tangled in each other’s limbs and trying to catch our breath. My senses are awash. I can hear my blood rushing to my ears, taste Glen on my tongue, smell his intense woodsy scent and I can’t see anything because of the stars in my eyes.

Just as I’m about to drift off into sleep I hear his voice. “Let’s go upstairs.”

“No, I’m so tired. I just want to stay here.”

He chuckles in my ear. The next thing I know he stands up and scoops me into his arms and carries me up to his bedroom. He deposits me under the covers, then gets in and cuddles behind me.

As I drift off to sleep, I realize that my life has just been flipped upside down. I choose not to think about what the consequences of that may be. That’s a problem for tomorrow’s Emma. Today’s Emma just wants to lay here in Glen’s arms. So that’s what I do.

Chapter Ten

Glen

I have never been one to cuddle. That fact has always been a point of conflict between me and most of the women I’ve been in relationships with. However, when I woke up this morning, I found myself wrapped around Emma.

If it was possible to absorb her body into mine by touch alone, we’d be one entity by now.

Although I am awake, I’m still a little sleep drunk. By the way her breaths come and go I can tell she is also up.

I flex my hips and drive my dick into her ass and she giggles.

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