Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
“I’ll give you my permission to play after we rinse the suds out.”
She almost made herself dizzy, whirling around quickly to tilt her head back into the spray of water. Deke moved closer and coaxed the water along her scalp and the length of her hair to speed up the process. His cock rubbed against her thigh, and she wondered if he was rubbing himself deliberately against her skin.
When he gently moved her shoulders to change how the water streamed over her, she obediently turned slightly to face away from him. There was no mistaking his thrusts against the seam of her bottom. The feel of him gliding between her buttocks brought a gasp to her lips, especially when he pressed the tip against the tight muscles guarding the small entrance hidden there.
“Daddy!”
“Nothing is off limits to Daddy, Precious Girl. You’ll take me here when you’re ready.”
He stepped back, and she swayed toward him. Deke steadied her before washing her body clean. When he pumped his soap into her hands, she met his gaze shyly. “Your turn, Little girl.”
The water had already rinsed away the lather she had spread over his torso earlier. She ducked around him to wash his powerful back and tried to keep herself from reacting to the feel of his muscles under her hands. “Face. I should do your face,” she muttered and returned to her original space as he turned into the spray.
Again, Deke simply allowed her to do as she wished. It was impossible not to linger on his chiseled jawline or his full lips. She was amazed by his thick, dark eyelashes when he closed his eyes, trusting her completely.
When the only area left was his privates, Maya bit her lip and grasped his thick shaft between her soapy hands. She pulled gently on the length and slid her hands over him. Deke reached out to brace himself against the shower wall. Emboldened, she cupped his balls in one hand and tugged them slightly. His deep groan egged her on.
“Harder, Maya.” He wrapped his free hand around hers moving on his shaft and demonstrated what he needed.
Wanting only to please him, Maya followed his directions completely. His hips pushed into her as she moved her hand back to the root of his cock and released his balls with another tug. Stroking hand over hand, she pushed him to the edge. The grimace of need on his face made this even hotter. This was raw and potent.
With a roar, Deke pushed her away and reached for the small high shelf for a condom he’d hidden there. She heard the crinkle of the wrapper as he pushed her against the wall before ordering, “Feet apart.”
Deke filled her in one mighty thrust. He wrapped an arm around her waist to tease her clit as he moved. The orgasm hit them hard, drawing a matched pair of cries from their lips. She loved how their voices merged together.
When the water turned cold, he turned it off and wrapped her in a towel. Deke wrapped another around her hair to absorb the wetness. As soon as she’d finished the last task of brushing her teeth, Deke tucked her into bed. Sleep crashed over her instantly when his hard body wrapped around Maya to protect her.
Chapter Sixteen
Maya couldn’t catch her breath. Her legs were burning from running so hard. She was out of energy.
Glancing over her shoulder, she discovered he was still behind her. Following her down a long hallway. He didn’t look like he was exerting himself at all. He seemed to be walking toward her with large strides as though in slow motion.
She couldn’t see his face. He had on a ballcap. It was pulled down over his eyes. She wasn’t even sure how old he was, but he was large, and he moved with confidence.
“You can’t get away from me, Maya. It’s time to stop running. You’re mine. It’s time to accept it.”
Never, Maya thought. She didn’t belong to this man. She had a man. A Daddy. She had Deke. He was hers, and she was his. What did this other man want from her?
She had to keep running. She couldn’t let him catch her. Spinning back to face front, she realized she was no longer in a hallway. She was in the woods. She was only wearing a white nightie and panties. Her feet were bare, and they hurt with every step. Rocks and branches kept digging into her soles. They were probably bleeding.
Wincing, she kept running, climbing over huge rocks and downed trees. She could hear him breathing behind her, though. He was gaining on her.
Finally, he snagged the back of her nightie, and she screamed.
“Maya…” The voice came from far away. It sounded like she was underwater. It wasn’t the same voice of the man who was tugging her backward by the hem of her nightie. It was…Deke.