AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Hey there, handsome,” she slurred. Even downright tipsy, she was still absolutely adorable.
“I’m glad you’re home, babygirl,” I replied.
I wouldn’t tell her about what happened tonight, not until tomorrow. I’d let her have her fun now that she was safe here with me. Tomorrow, I’d explain to her why I couldn’t allow her to put herself at risk like that again.
She hiccupped and slid her hands up my chest, her expression darkening with seductive intent.
“I’ve been thinking about you, sir,” she said, her voice slurring just a tiny bit.
“Have you now, babygirl?” I answered.
“Yes, I’ve been thinking about your nice…big…hard… co…”
I lifted her off the floor, and she squealed.
“That’s very naughty of you,” I chuckled. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and squirmed her way to face me. Her legs tightened around my waist. Her look of concentration as she wormed her way into her current position was especially endearing, and I couldn’t help but smile down at her.
“Have you been thinking about me?”
“Of course I have, babygirl. I’m always thinking about you,” I replied. Her thighs squeezed around my waist, and I cleared my throat.
The little minx was trying to seduce me.
I wouldn’t take her, not when she was like this. I was more than thankful she’d made it out of the club in one piece. That didn’t mean that she wasn’t thoroughly testing my restraint.
The warmth of her sweet little pussy pressed against my rock-hard cock, and I had to suppress a groan at how good it felt. I couldn’t help but imagine how that tight sheath would feel wrapped around me, but I knew I couldn’t, not like this.
When I took her virginity, I wanted it to be special, but more important than that, I wanted her to remember it. Based off her glassy eyes, slurred speech, and complete lack of inhibitions, I was pretty certain she wouldn’t.
There would be plenty of time for that.
“Like, how big are you exactly? Like horse-cock big or like a beer can? Maybe a wine bottle? Chloe wanted to know,” she blurted out.
“Big enough for you, babygirl,” I chuckled.
“You know, if you walked by me in a bar, I’d totally tell you that I’d tap that,” she explained, her expression one of utter seriousness. I had trouble keeping a straight face.
“Really now…”
“Yeah. You’re one-hundred percent fuckable. That’s what Chloe would have said if she saw you. She already wanted to jump Victor’s bones,” she continued.
I snorted. Victor had been single for as long as I had known him. He was something of a ladies’ man and maybe a bit of a player, but only because his first and only loyalty was to me.
“I think he wiped it off, but he had her lipstick on his cheek when he came back to the car.”
My baby was talkative when she was tipsy. It was endearing, and I found myself enjoying every moment. I should probably pinken her bottom for getting this drunk, but I didn’t trust myself to put her over my knee right now. Maybe if she was sassy enough tomorrow, I would spank her.
My cock leapt at the thought.
Dammit. I needed not to think about her naked right now. I had to get this tipsy girl changed and in her pajamas so that I could put her to bed.
“What about me?” she asked pointedly.
“What about you, sweet girl?”
“Am I fuckable?”
I had to work to keep myself from laughing, especially because she looked concerned that I didn’t find her attractive when it was the complete opposite. I wanted to soothe that worry more than anything.
