Page 73 of Payoff Pitch
“I thought so.”
With my finger pushing deep inside her, I run my tongue along her neck, and she whimpers.
I pull my finger out and taste just the pad of that finger. “Hmm. I think I’ll take your sweet cream in my coffee this morning. I’ll be back soon. Don’t you go getting into any more trouble. I’d hate to have to punish you more than I already plan to. I expect you to be waiting with your ass in the air when I get back, ready to take what I’m going to give you.”
Her breathing is labored, and she’s fisting my sheets. Yep, she and I are going to have a good time.
I makemy way downstairs with a goofy grin on my face. I can’t help it. Bailey brings it out in me.
Harper’s face lights up when she sees me, but she doesn’tbreak stride from the task at hand, carefully tending to an omelet of my liking.
I smile at her. “Good morning, bug.”
“Morning? It’s nearly eleven, sleepyhead.”
I pinch my eyebrows together and look at the clock on the oven. “Wow. I didn’t realize the hour. I was at the hospital with Uncle Layton until very late. I can’t believe you came over to make me breakfast. You’re so good to me.”
She nods. “I’m making it just like Bailey taught me to.”
I’m in my head thinking about Bailey upstairs waiting for me when she continues, “Mommy said the television told her that Uncle Layton broke his leg.”
I nod. “He did. Arizona is taking good care of him though.”
She scrunches her face. “Isn’t she in Florida?”
“She came home to be with him.”
She nods in understanding. “Did you see the Anacondas win? Have you talked to Bailey?”
“They played the final out on the big screen at the Cougars’ stadium. I saw her celebrating with her friends. She texted to check on Layton, but we didn’t discuss the game yet.”
The good news is that Fallon will assume Bailey is in Miami and won’t suspect it’s her upstairs in my bed.
Fallon hands me a mug of coffee. “They must have partied their asses off last night in South Beach.”
Harper gasps. “That’s ten dollars, Mommy.”
Fallon winces. “Darn. You’re like the fuzz, Harper.”
“What’s fuzz, Mommy?”
I chuckle. “It’s the police, and yes, she is. I imagine there was a big Anacondas celebration. I have no idea.” I blow on my cup. “Thanks for the coffee.”
She nods. “I’m sure. Let me grab you a spoon.”
I shake my head. “No need,” I say as I make good on mypromise to Bailey and stir my coffee with the finger that was inside her before sucking it into my mouth.
Yum. I need to eat quickly. I can’t wait to get back upstairs.
About thirty minutes later,I’m taking the steps two at a time, anxious to get to my bedroom. I’m sure Bailey heard the front door close and knows I’m coming for her.
I’m not prepared for what I see when I walk in. She’s naked, on all fours, with her ass facing me. She breathes, “I’m ready for my punishment, Sir.”
I chuckle. “You watch too much porn. I don’t want you to call me Sir.”
She turns her head and gives me a sexy smile. “I don’twatchporn. Ireadmy porn like a lady.”
I can’t help but laugh. “I stand corrected. Still, don’t call me Sir.”