Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31449 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
“You,” she panted.
“What does that mean?”
“It means that I’m Daddy’s to do whatever he wants with.”
“That’s right, Angel.” I made small circles around her anus. “That means this pretty little asshole is Daddy’s too.” I pushed my finger inside, and she stilled. “All your holes are Daddy’s. I will fuck them when and how I want, and you know what you’ll say, Angel?”
I didn’t even have to prompt her when she said, “Thank you.”
I watched my finger and cock disappear into her ass and pussy and thrust quicker until her moans grew louder. “Come, Angel. Come all over Daddy’s cock like a good girl.”
Her pussy and ass clamped around me, and she shoved her face into the sheets as she screamed her orgasm.
I lifted her and threw her gently onto her back. I stopped to look at her naked body and wanted to desperately sink into her pretty pink pussy again. To feel how tight she was around my throbbing cock, milking all the cum out of me. But right now, I wanted my tongue deep in her cunt, tasting my girl, making her scream my name.
“Seebass, why is the door locked?”
Fuck. Emme’s little voice came from the other side of the door. The heat that I felt a moment ago evaporated into pure panic. I rushed off the bed, collecting my clothing. I tossed Sarena one of my shirts and a pair of jogging pants.
“Why aren’t you opening the door?”
“Coming, sweetheart,” I said as Sarena slipped behind the bathroom door.
I opened the door to see Emme tapping her feet with her fist at her waist and a deadly glare directed my way. “Where were you?” She took my hand and dragged me into the kitchen. “I'm hungry,” she said, dropping my hand and popping herself on a chair.
I laughed at how much she’d changed since Sarena had come into our lives. Long gone was the shy little girl with sadness in her eyes. Now she was a bubbly, sweet girl with brat-like tendencies, and I felt so grateful.
“I was taking a shower,” I said, grabbing a box of cereal and milk.
“Your hair isn’t wet,” she said before turning up her nose at the cereal. “Rena says I can’t eat that.” Emme stuck her palm out. “No to sugar.”
“Sarena has been here a minute. She already dictates what you eat?” I smiled, thinking how much I liked that she was already so entrenched in our lives.
“She’s funny and plays with me. She says sugar is for after dinner, not before.”
I frowned at Emme, not liking that she was already obsessed with food intake.
“I did not say that.” Sarena walked toward me and took the cereal out of my hand as I poured it. “I said that breakfast should be a healthy meal because it was the first fuel your body gets. So you want to put the best ingredients you can find in there. Protein, veg, and dairy.”
“I didn’t take you for one of those weird health food nuts,” I said, staring at my woman as she started cracking eggs into a bowl.
“I’m not.” She shrugged, shuffling past me to get to the fridge.
“Well, what’s with this no-cereal nonsense?”
“It’s bad for you. It’s pure sugar. Contrary to what anyone tells you, there’s nothing healthy in Froot Loops,” she said, chopping up zucchini, red peppers, onions, and a piece of ham steak. “Emme should start her day with the nutrients she needs to be alert and active. Protein and vegetables will ensure her brain is ready to learn.”
“She’s three. How much learning could she possibly do?” I mumbled, pouring my first cup of coffee.
“You’d be surprised what a child’s brain can absorb. People think age doesn’t matter, but the things we learn between two and eight are instrumental in how we learn as adults.”
Sarena tilted her head to the side, holding the sharp knife in the air. She looked a little badass and all kinds of crazy, and I wanted to take her right then and there. I probably would have if my three-year-old niece weren’t staring at us, completely transfixed.
“What are we doing today?” Emme asked, distracting me from the temptation of Sarena.
Sarena turned to Emme and smiled. “Well, Seebass probably has to go to the office. But I thought we could go to the park and watch a movie?”
“I don’t have work today,” I said, staring at my girls over the top of my coffee cup.
Emme squealed and jumped off her chair. She flung her arms around me, almost causing me to spill hot coffee on her.
“Careful, sweetheart,” I said, chuckling.
I put my arms around her and looked up at Sarena. I was trying to gauge how she felt about that. I wanted her to know that she and Emme were the new priorities in my life, not my job.