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But she only wanted this time, this little window of sex before I left. Was she using my dick?

Absolutely.

I was enjoying every minute of it. She could use my dick for as long as she wanted.

“Can we have both?” she asked, and I had to remember what I asked.

“We can have whatever the fuck you want.” I kissed the top of her head and slipped out of bed. Pulling boxers from my dresser, I slipped them on.

I grinned when she rolled over and faced me, the sheets and blankets wrapped around her.

Fuck me.

“Wait.” I said, holding up my hand and grabbing my phone again. I took a photo of her just like this. Completely covered but sexy as fuck in my bed. The fact that she was naked beneath the bedding was obvious. It was also clear she’d been fucked good and hard all night long.

By me.

“You’re not sharing those, right?” she asked.

“It’s in the contract. No sharing.” No, these would be for me in Scotland, or wherever I roamed. If I stayed in the room a second longer, there would be no coffee. So I grabbed the flannel she wore before from the back of my reading chair and tossed it onto the bed. “Put this on and come downstairs for coffee and dick.”

Ten minutes later, the coffee was brewing, the dark scent of it filling the air and my girl was sitting on the counter.

In just my flannel.

Standing between her parted knees, we kissed and I already got most of the buttons on the shirt undone. “You like cream in your coffee?” I asked as I nibbled along her jaw.

“Mmmhmm,” she replied, angling her head to the side.

“Sugar?” Pushing the soft cotton aside, I kissed along her collarbone and then lower to her nipple.

The perfect morning now included a big tit in my mouth.

“No.”

I pulled back, suddenly worried.

She looked down at me through her glasses, then pulled my head back into her lush softness.

“No, I don’t put sugar in my coffee. Yes, I like your mouth on my nipple.”

I grinned against the hard tip, then gave it a little nip.

She yelped and squirmed.

“Dad!”

Danny’s shout was followed by the front door slamming.

Shit. FUCK. Danny? NOW?

I pushed off the counter, yanked the flannel on Melly closed, then spun around to block her. Earl barked and he and Fred bounded over to Danny, their nails clacking on the wood floor.

“I got back last night and–”

I loved my kid. Loved to see him especially since he’d been gone for over a week. He was whole and safe and I wanted to hear all about the fire. His stories. But not now.

Yeah, he knew what was up.

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