He grinned down at her. “Good. Now, take off your nightie. I want to see my baby.”
Her heart raced. She felt her cheeks growing warm even though he’d seen her naked before.
He raised an eyebrow. “You want to leave it on?”
“No, I guess not.”
He ran his fingers through her hair. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. And you’re mine. Forever. Got plenty of time to see you, if you need it on for a while to feel more comfortable then that’s what we’ll do.” He winked at her. “But I’m getting naked.”
“Oh goody.” She climbed up the bed to settle against the headboard and clapped her hands. “Show me. Show me.”
He burst into laughter and she grinned. She would never tire of that sound.
She watched hungrily as he stripped off his t-shirt. He was gorgeous. Fit. Muscular. With a six-pack that made her mouth water. His hands went to his belt. Off it came. She pressed her thighs together, her pussy growing slick and needy.
Dressed just in his boxers, he crawled onto the bed and lay along next to her. Leaning in, he kissed her. And those jitters completely melted away. He could kiss. And when he kissed her, she couldn’t think of anything else.
“Fucking love kissing you. Cannot wait to kiss you in other places,” he muttered as he dropped light kisses along her neck. “Your breasts. Your thighs. Your pussy.”
Her breath caught. “You want to kiss me there?”
“Cannot wait to taste you. Bet you taste like you smell. Strawberries and sugar.”
That’s why he called her sugar, because that was how she smelled? He slid his hand up the inside of her thigh, making her gasp.
“Spread for me, baby girl. Give me all of you.” His hand rose further up her thigh. Her heart stuttered then beat faster. Harder. He cupped the heat of her.
“Wet. So wet for Daddy, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she gasped out as he gently pressed his hand against her pussy.
“Do you want Daddy to lick you out, little girl? Want him to play with your clit? To taste you?”
Her whole body was on fire with his words, his touch.
“Sugar?” He withdrew his hand.
She grabbed at his wrist. “Please, don’t stop.”
He immediately re
turned his hand to her pussy, as he kissed her. “I want you wild for me, babe. I want to hear every noise. Don’t hold anything back. Holding back is not allowed.”
That was good as she didn’t think she could hold back even if she wanted to. He moved down the bed, settling himself between her legs. He pushed her nightie up over her hips and she started to feel silly for needing the protection when he’d already seen her naked. But that was before he knew what had happened to her.
It doesn’t matter to him.
“Baby girl, what you thinking?”
“You think I’m hot.”
He chuckled. “Ah, yeah, babe. Think that’s pretty obvious. I think you’re fucking gorgeous. Smart. Sweet. Sometimes a brat.”
“Am not,” she protested.
He kissed her inner thigh. “You totally are. And stubborn.”
“You can stop anytime,” she said mock-grumpily.