Page 41 of Daddy's Temptation
I gasp in surprise when Andre sits and pulls me down onto his lap. He nuzzles the side of my neck, and if I didn’t know any better, I would say he sniffed my hair. “Sorry, sweet girl, I need to hold onto you. I can’t let you slip out of my hands again.”
Like I’m going to argue with that. I relax against his chest and hum in contentment. “No objections from me, daddy… I mean… Andre.”
Andre lets out a low growl as he threads his fingers through my hair and turns me so we’re nose to nose. “It’s daddy. I’m your daddy.” He holds up the collar I forgot he was holding. “Unless this has some other significance than you offering yourself to me as my babygirl?”
I shake my head. “I want to be your babygirl… if you’ll have me. I know I messed up… I’m just—”
“You’re scared, angel.” His eyes soften as he looks at me with compassion. “It’s okay to be scared. This is all new—for both of us—but running away out of fear won’t make either of us happy in the end.”
My eyes brim with tears. I nod quickly. “I know. I’m so sorry. Please,” my words turn pleading, “please give me another chance.”
Andre shakes his head sadly. My heart falls. I’m five seconds from falling to my knees in front of him and begging for his forgiveness. “I can’t lose you, daddy! Please—”
“Shh… Calm down, angel.” Andre tenderly wipes the tears streaking down my face. “How could I not give the woman who holds my heart in her precious hands another chance?”
A burst of air pushes from my lungs at the overwhelming relief I feel. He’s really going to give me another shot. I haven’t completely ruined everything. I throw my arms around his neck in excitement, squeezing him until he’s prying me off with a chuckle. I meet his smile with a watery one of my own.
“Thank you, daddy.”
He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “You don’t have to thank me. Just don’t do it again. I can’t have my babygirl running off every time she gets a little scared.”
I sit up in his lap with a snort. “A little? I think I’m more than a little scared.”
“Let’s talk about that then. Tell me what you’re so afraid of?”
The sigh I let out feels like it comes from the very tips of my toes. “I don’t trust easily. Men, I mean. I didn’t have the best role model when it came to men. My dad is a serial cheater, and my mom just pretends it doesn’t matter. She knows he cheats and just turns a blind eye to it. I’ve seen so many men be unfaithful… even men who I thought were good men.”
His eyes light with understanding. “And when you thought you heard—” He shakes his head. “I would never cheat on you, Candace. You’re the only woman I see. There’s no one else for me, angel. Only you.”
My heart flip flops in my chest at the absolute certainty in his words and the conviction in his eyes. He’s laying the choice at my feet. I can either trust him and build something incredible together, or I can run scared and lose out on what could be the best thing to happen to me. Even though I’m still afraid of the unknown, I know what it’s like to lose Andre, and it sucks.
I close my eyes and take a steadying breath. Before I came here, I was ready to offer myself up to him. To be his babygirl. Now I can admit that I came here filled with fear not only of being rejected but of my own uncertainty. Andre has slain that uncertainty like a dragon threatening the princess. I giggle at the imagery.
“What’s so funny, love?”
“Honestly?” I chew on my bottom lip, feeling a bit silly at having such a ridiculous thought at a moment as serious as this one.
“I always want your honesty, Candace. Even when it’s uncomfortable or painful… but in this case, I have a feeling it’s neither of those things.”
“I can do honesty,” I say quietly.
Andre pulls me in for a quick kiss. “Practice a little honesty and tell me what’s so funny, babygirl.”
“The image of you as a white knight slaying the dragon to save the princess popped into my mind…”
He quirks an eyebrow, his lips twitching up in a smile. “Not sure I’d call myself a white knight. Though, I’ll be anything you need me to be. If that means I need to invest in some armor, I’ll go to the store right now.”
I giggle at his playfulness, collapsing against his chest. I sigh in contentment as he wraps his arms around me again.
“We’re going to be okay, angel.”
We sit like that for I don’t know how long. Me wrapped up safe in my daddy’s loving arms. Him stroking my hair, my back, my bare thigh… Over and over, his hands caress me on each pass, his fingers trail closer and closer to my panties. It doesn’t take long for me to become twitchy. I clench my thighs together, trapping his hand a scant inch from where I need him most.
He growls lowly. “Does my sweet girl need something?”
“Yes, please.”
Andre tsks. “Is that any way to ask for what you want?”