Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
“You do.”
He shook his head. “I don’t have a crib. A bottle or pacifier. Diapers.”
She blushed at that last part.
“You can get these really thick panties that feel a bit like diapers without being pull-ups.”
“You can?” She gave him a shocked look.
“I’ve been ordering you a few things online while you slept. Got them sent to my place.”
“Will . . . will anyone open them?” she squeaked.
“No, baby. No one would. And if they did, I’d fucking kill them.”
She shuddered. “Okay. But we don’t need any of that. I just . . . I just need you.” She licked her lips. “Please . . . can I . . . I need to . . .”
Now that he knew what she wanted, he didn’t have to make her say it. At least not this time.
“You need my dick in your mouth, baby?” he murmured, brushing her hair back off her face.
“Please, Daddy. So much.”
“All right, baby. Anytime you want to stop, you pull back. Understand? Doesn’t matter if I’ve come or not. This is for you.”
This was possibly the most unselfish he’d ever been.
Yes, letting her give you a blow job makes you so unselfish, man. You should get a reward. Gold star.
Shaking his head, he laid her on the mattress so her head was halfway down. Then he rolled them both on their sides, before reaching down to pull off his boxers.
As soon as his dick sprung free, they both let out sighs of relief and pleasure. Then her mouth latched on and she sucked him down without preamble.
Holy. Fuck.
Shit.
He’d have thought it seemed a simple thing to lie there and let her suck on him. But it wasn’t. He had to stop himself from thrusting his dick into her mouth, from taking control.
It didn’t take long until he was counting backward in an effort not to release himself into her mouth.
“Baby, baby, fuck.” Reaching down, he ran his fingers through her long hair. His fingers got tangled in a knot, which reminded him that he needed to take care of her hair. He winced, but she let out a small sigh as though she liked the sting of pain.
His breathing grew heavier and sweat coated his skin.
“I’m going to come, girl. Can’t hold back. And you’re going to swallow every drop, aren’t you?” He should probably tell her that she could draw back. But that wasn’t who he was. Letting her go at her pace was as much control as he could give her right now.
She mumbled something and it sent a sharp arrow of pleasure right to his balls. He groaned as she took him deep and swallowed when he came. A hum of satisfaction from her made him shudder in delight.
Christ.
She was so fucking good at that. He tried to draw back, away from her, but she let out a murmur of distress.
“Shh. Shh. It’s all right,” he said. He got the feeling that if her hands were free she’d be holding onto him with a tight grip.
“You’re all right. I’m staying here.”
She suckled lightly on his dick. When it grew soft, she sighed and ran her tongue around his cock. Her sucking became lighter, but she kept him in her mouth.
Reaching back, he grabbed his phone. He didn’t want her to feel that he didn’t have his full attention on her, but he wanted to look this up.
A few minutes later, he had some idea of what this was.
Cock warming.
It helped comfort her. Like nuzzling his chest and sucking on his nipples. He didn’t know how long she needed to do this, but he was determined to give her what she required to feel better.
She kept him in her mouth until he grew hard again. This time, he held back his orgasm for far longer. But soon she was driving him up and over the edge again. This time, the orgasm was so sharp it was almost painful. When he was soft once more, she licked his cock rather than sucking it. Then she took him in her mouth without moving.
He glanced down at her. Was she . . . was she asleep?
“Maeve?”
No answer.
“Baby, are you awake?”
Nothing except for a contented little snuffle.
Amusement filled him. What a predicament to be in. Stuck to the bed because his girl was using his dick like a pacifier.
Well, as long as she didn’t suddenly bite down, he guessed he could cope. Using his phone, he did some more shopping, texted Markovich to update him and tried to find what he could about Andy.
There had to be some way of finding out who this stalker was. Finally, she rolled away from him and he lay there for a bit longer, studying her.
His girl. His precious, beautiful girl.
He was never letting her go.
32
I can’t breathe.
Why can’t I breathe?
Just take a breath!