Page 226 of Daddies' Captive


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“Fine doesn’t mean good in Effie-speak.”

Effie-speak?

“Come here, baby girl.”

Standing, she dropped the T-shirt and walked over to where Steele was sitting behind his desk.

Lord, he was hot. Gorgeous.

He lifted her up so she was straddling his lap, then he drew her into his chest. He rubbed her lower back.

Wow.

She melted into him.

“Yeah, just what I thought. Not fine. What am I going to do with you?”

“Well, you could show me that hot tub of yours. Or let me suck on your cock. Maybe both.”

He chuckled. “Right. I could do that. Or we could discuss you telling me when you’re in pain.”

“I feel that we’ve already had this discussion.”

“I feel we have too. Which is why I’m not happy to be having it again.”

“I just . . . I still find it hard to believe that you guys want me. All of me.”

“I’ll tell you as many times as you need to hear it. We are the ones who should be thinking about how lucky we are.”

She didn’t believe it. But she liked hearing it.

“What does your Little like?” he asked suddenly. “Grady is buying you a whole heap of stuff, but we haven’t even asked you what you want.”

“I . . . I don’t really know,” she said shyly. “I like sloths.”

“Got that, baby.”

“And cute sneakers.”

“Got that too.”

“Animal earrings.”

“Yeah, baby. I’m going to buy you all the pretty animal earrings and sneakers that you need. But what else?”

“I’m really not sure.”

“Maybe it’s a good thing that Grady is buying you a shitload of stuff, then.”

She leaned back. “You guys don’t have to do that. I’m just happy to be with you.”

His face softened as he ran a finger along her cheek. “So sweet. You still look tired. How would my baby like a bottle and a nap?”

“How about ice cream and a blow job?”

He threw back his head and laughed. Then picking her up, he carried her into the kitchen and set her on a stool with a stern order not to move.

Then he heated her up a bottle of milk. Unfortunately, it was normal milk, not strawberry milk.

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