Page 61 of Off Limits Daddy
“Good God, woman, suck it already.”
“Youareneedy.” I wrapped my lips around the tip, sucking and then laving my tongue around the rim.
“Yes.” His fingers tugged the band out of my ponytail and then threaded through my hair. “More.”
I slowly drew him in, sliding my lips down his dick, feeling the hard ridges pulsing.
His hips rose. “I love your mouth.”
I rewarded him by sucking and sliding my mouth up and down, up and down, until he was breathing hard. I eagerly awaited his orgasm, wanting to taste him fully.
“Fucking hell.” He gripped my arms, tugging me up and rolling me under him.
“Hey. I wasn’t done.”
“Not yet.” He pushed my hair from my face in a tender gesture that both warmed and terrified me because it made me feel things I didn’t want to feel. He kissed me, his hands roaming my body as he did so. His lips trailed down, stopping at my breasts, sucking and laving my nipples until I was writhing beneath him.
“Duncan. I need you in me.”
He levered back onto his knees, pulling me up until I straddled his thighs. “Fuck me, Veronica.”
With my hands on his shoulders, I lowered my body over him, taking him in deep, deeper. Our moans echoed through the room.
“You feel so fucking good… my warrior angel.” He leaned in, sucking my nipple. I felt it straight to my pussy which clenched tight around him. “Yes, baby… your pussy is so tight… you make me see stars.”
I was no prude. I’d had sex before. But there was something about Duncan. Maybe it was his words. Maybe it was how much he filled me, deep and thick. But with him like this, I felt beautiful, feminine, strong… a warrior angel.
His hands gripped my hips, guiding them to move back and forth, up and down, faster, faster, faster.
“Oh, God.” I threw my head back as I reached the pinnacle. I hovered there for a moment, and then I flew. I soared in pleasure beyond anything I’d ever experienced. Only with him.
“Yes… yes… come on me… Oh, fuck…” His hips bucked, and warmth filled me. We moved together, pulsing, shuddering, emptying.
“Holy hell,” he gasped as he wrapped his arm around me and laid me back on the bed.
My breath came in pants as he lay over me, kissing my jaw, my neck. It had that unsettling effect on me… I loved it, and because I did, it scared me. This needed to be just sex.
He lifted his head and looked down on me, his eyes searching again. “Is everything okay?”
I knew he was asking more than the sex. He wanted to know we were okay. That I wasn’t going to be mad or maybe run away. The truth was, I did want to leave. I wanted to save myself from these feelings. But my legs didn’t work. And deep down… where I didn’t want to admit it… I wanted to stay.
“Holy hell,” I repeated his words.
He grinned, and my chest constricted. “We’re good at this.”
I nodded.
His expression softened. “Stay with me. I know how you feel about this… it’s just sex. But stay with me. Will you?”
Run. Everything inside me told me not to stay. The more I was with him, the harder it would be to leave, and I just couldn’t give him what he really wanted, a wife and mother to Aiden.
“Okay.”
I wokeup the next morning to an empty bed. On the pillow next to me was a note.
You looked exhausted, so sleep. Aiden and I will be downstairs studying about parrot-porcupine dinosaurs.
I smiled at Duncan’s sweetness. And I couldn’t deny that I was glad he was up already. I wasn’t ready to face whatever my staying the night in his bed meant.It meant nothing, I told myself. It was nice. Pleasant. That was it.