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“Do you want to know what else I liked about sleeping next to you?”
I doubt it’s worse than crying out to him in my sleep. God, I’ll never recover from that. “You don’t have to tell me—”
“But I want to,” Nick says, placing the laptop on the nightstand without taking his eyes off me. “I want you to know everything.”
I suck in a sharp breath when he slips his hand under the covers, cupping my breasts over the shirt. “Oh, Daddy.” I whimper in need when he rubs my nipples through the soft material.
“That too,” he says in a husky voice, running his hungry eyes over my face as he begins to unbutton the shirt with one hand. “I liked it when you clung to me in your sleep, crying out for Daddy as you buried your face in my neck.”
Shit.
That definitely sounds like something I would do, and I should be a hundred percent mortified, but I can’t focus on that when he pushes the unbuttoned shirt aside, leaving him to explore my body with nothing in the way.
“Need you,” I moan deeply, my sex clenching with need when he grips my nipples between his knuckles and tugs. I watch dazedly, eyes dropping to his firm mouth, and I let out a desperate whimper, needing to feel it on me. My body is burning up, and I can’t take any teasing today. “Kiss me. Please, Daddy.”
His eyes darken as he stares down at me, and when he starts lowering his head, there is no stopping the harsh beating of my heart, the anticipation of the kiss growing fevered by the second.
Our lips meet in a slow, needy kiss. He drags his mouth over mine in a move so sensual, so slow and sinful, it makes my toes curl in pleasure.
This kiss is nothing like the hungry ones we shared last night.
While I liked feeling his desire and hunger in last night’s kiss. I need this one more. The slow drag of lips, his tongue stroking mine in long, deep kisses is enough for me to give him the rest of my heart.
My soul. My body. He can have it all as long as he promises to kiss me this way every day for the rest of our lives.
Don’t be delusional, Joy! After Christmas, all this will be over.
“No!” I breathe into the kiss, speaking my thoughts out loud.
Nick’s mouth freezes, and he pulls back to look at me. “Angel, what’s wrong?”
“D-don’t stop,” I whisper brokenly, already missing him. I wrap a hand around his neck, pulling his mouth down to mine in a desperate kiss, catching him off-guard. “Need you, Daddy,please!”
“Joy!”
I wince at that. I don’t like when he calls me that. It slaps me back to the reality where our time is limited. A reality I don’t care for.
With an annoyed huff, I push him off me and onto his back before straddling his hips. His eyes darken as they drop to the parted shirt and my exposed breasts.
“I’ve been such a good girl for you, Daddy,” I whisper, rocking against his erection, making his chest heave. “I like it better when you call me angel. It feels like you are punishing me by robbing me of the pet name when I’ve been nothing but a good girl for you.”
“What’s got you so worked up, angel?”
Finally!
“You,” I whisper before leaning down and kissing him. He moans into the kiss, his hand flying to my waist as I rub my wet sex over his massive cock. Christ, it feels so good. I need him inside of me. Before him, I never got the hype about sex, but now . . . it’s all I can think about.
Sex with him.
Only him.
I cry out when he palms my breasts, leaning into his touch when he begins kissing a trail from my lips. I close my eyes and grind against him as he runs his tongue down my neck, my breathing growing labored before breaking into a moan when his hot mouth closes wetly over my nipple.
“Oh, Daddy!” I cry out, combing my fingers into his hair and fisting the thick strands as he buries his face in my chest, flicking the tip of his tongue over my sensitive nipple and driving me to madness.
“Fucking hell!” he growls, kissing a path between my breasts. “I need to be inside of you now, angel. Take me out!”
My fingers are shaky as I reach between us, tugging down the waistband of his boxers and freeing his heavy cock from its tight confines. I wrap my hand around his thick girth as he kisses my neck, nipping gently at the skin as I stroke him.
