Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
He follows me over the edge with a groan, filling me full of him. But we don't stop. We can't. We keep going, again and again, until neither of us can move or breathe, and nothing exists between us except surrender and possession—exactly the way it should be between a Daddy and his little girl.
We collapse together, Carver's arms around me, holding me against his chest, his heart a wild drumbeat against my ear.
"You're mine, little girl," he breathes, his lips against my crown. "All fucking mine."
"Yes," I whisper back. "All yours, Daddy."
His lips curve into a smile as my eyes drift closed.
Epilogue
Carver
Five Years Later
I'm mid-swing when the sharp chirp of my phone slices through the frigid mountain air, interrupting my rhythm. I pause, axe hanging in the air, and whip it out of my pocket, a smile already on my lips.
It only grows when I see Lena's text.
Little Girl: Hide and Seek
My body reacts instantly, my cock turning to fucking stone. The hunger is familiar, the ache so deep it's part of me now, etched into my fucking core.
It's been five goddamn years since I walked into this cabin and discovered an angel. Five years, and not a day goes by that she doesn't light me up, twist me around her little finger, and keep me hard and wanting.
She's my wife, the most incredible mother to our kids, and my peace that runs bone deep now. And she's all mine. Every curvy inch, every soft giggle, every bratty word—mine. She's still my perfect little girl, and I'm her daddy. That won't ever fucking change.
We're filthy in a way that never gets old, uninhibited and honest in our games. Every moment with her is fucking perfection. We live in Nashville with the kids, an ordinary couple in a city of stars. But out here, away from the world, we play out every dark fantasy, every dirty desire.
The axe clatters against the wood as I toss it aside, eager to get to her. I jog around the side of the cabin, spotting her minivan parked beside my SUV. My cock throbs in anticipation.
My boots thunder against the wooden steps, the porch protesting under my weight as I storm inside, seeking her out.
She doesn't make it hard to find her. She's sprawled across our bed, wearing nothing but a pair of pink cotton panties and a smile…just waiting to be caught. Waiting to be claimed.
She pretends not to notice me until I flip her onto her back, forcing her to see me. There's nothing gentle about the kiss I plant on her lips as she arches up to meet me.
"Daddy!" she squeals as if she hasn't seen me in days. Her arms and legs tangle around me, pulling me down into her orbit, exactly where I belong. "You found me!"
"Fuck yeah," I rasp against her sugar-coated lips, running my rough hands all over her perfect body. She's gotten softer over the years, sweeter. She's carried three of my babies, her body growing and changing to protect and nourish them. I worship every new mark on her, revel in them and the stories they tell. "Now, I get to play with you, pretty baby."
"Yay," she whispers, her breath hitching with every touch.
I lick a trail down her quivering body, tongue flicking out to taste her skin. Goddamn, I crave that sweetness like nothing else. It's part of me now, too.
She writhes beneath me, panting as I drag my lips down her lower belly, hooking my fingers into the waistband of her panties.
"You made a mess in these again, pretty baby," I murmur. "They're going to have to go."
"Please, Daddy," she moans, arching eagerly beneath me, thighs spread and quivering as I tug them down and toss them aside.
"Little angel," I groan, staring at her perfect cunt—pink and wet, begging for my mouth. "I'm going to have to clean this little thing up. I can't leave you all wet like this."
She sobs her agreement, pushing at my shoulders.
I blow a hot breath across her pretty little clit, making her gasp and shudder, and then lower my mouth to her, licking from top to bottom. The world narrows down to the sticky heat of her, the sweet flavor of her pussy.
Her hands tangle in my hair, urging me closer. Her hips lift off the bed, grinding against my face.
"Daddy… oh God, Daddy!" The way she says my name—goddamn, I love it. Her body tightens, clenches, and then she shatters, coming apart as waves of ecstasy crash through her.
I watch it take her, watch her ride it out, so fucking beautiful, so fucking sweet.
"I want you in me, Daddy," she whimpers, still shaking in the throes of her orgasm as I rise above her. "Please."
My cock throbs at her sweet plea. She knows exactly how to break me. Hearing her beg for my cock does it every damn time.