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“Goodnight, Daddy.”
“Goodnight, little cub,” I murmur. “I love you.”
Then I turn off the light and step out into the hallway. Clara is out there waiting for me. Her face is unreadable, but her eyes sparkle in the soft light.
And then I’m whisked away to the master bedroom by Clara’s hand tugging mine.
26
DEMYEN
It’s not rocket science to figure out what Clara wants. We barely make it across the threshold before her lips are on mine, her hands cupping my face, and it’s all I can to do quietly shut the door behind us before she launches herself at me and wraps her legs around my waist.
I can get used to this.
I grip her ass in my hands while I regain my balance. She’s not heavy, but she did catch me by surprise. Once I have steadier footing, I blindly fumble our way over to the California king-sized bed in the center of the room.
I have half a mind to rip off her tiny pajama shorts and slide her onto my cock just like this.
But I also want to tumble my sexy, beautiful woman onto our bed and feast on her flesh first.
The second option wins. Clara squeals and giggles when I toss her onto the mattress and fall with her, immediately smothering her sunburnt chest with kisses.
Goddamn, I love this. I love her softness, her firmness, her total dichotomies that exist on her body and in her mind. I love the way she writhes beneath me. I love the sounds she makes when I press my knee between her legs and make her show me just how needy for me she really is.
I love how the answer to that question is always,So fucking much.
“Dem,” she breathlessly laughs. “Dem! Mmmm, we—fuck—we need to talk…”
“Don’t say that,” I grumble with my mouth hovering over a delicious nipple just begging to be sucked. “No one ever says that when they have good things to talk about.”
She giggles some more. “It’s all good! I promise.”
I bury my face in her cleavage. “Fine.”
“It’s about Willow.” Clara strokes my hair back and uses the motion to lift my face up to look at her. She’s misty-eyed and grinning from ear to ear. “How did you do that?”
“Do what?”
“Break her out of her shell! Get her to talk.” Her voice catches. “You know. Help her overcome everything.”
I sigh and nuzzle her warm cleavage some more. “I didn’t do shit. Not really. And she’s got a long road ahead before anyone can say she’s ‘overcome’ what she’s been through.But,” I add, peppering kisses along her collarbone, “I do know a thing or two about redirecting focus. Distractions are useful.”
Her smile lights up the room. “Is that what I am to you?” She writhes under me like she’s trying to get comfortable, and maybe she is. But we both know what it’s doing to me. “A distraction?”
The low growl of desire for this insanely beautiful woman rumbles in my throat as I flick my tongue up her neck to her ear. “You arethedistraction. The only one I want. Don’t ever stop distracting me.”
Her hands rub along my back, pulling me closer to her. I roll us onto our sides so I can tuck her in closer to me without crushing her under my bulk. At this angle, I have a much better advantage to explore her soft curves and memorize every inch of her silky skin.
I won’t ever say it out loud, but I’m so relieved to see her putting on weight again. Finding her the way she was at my father’s place… I shudder involuntarily at the sudden memory flashing through my mind.
“What?” Clara frowns. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
I peck her lips with mine and run a hand through her curls. “Nothing. Just a chill.”
The corner of her mouth curls in a playful smirk. “I can think of a few ways to warm you up…”
I lazily drag a finger down her arm, catching the thin strap of her camisole and pushing it down at the same time. I don’t know what the point of these pajamas are—they’re doing very little to actually cover up anything.
