My Boyfriend’s Protective Daddy Read Online Lena Little

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
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I laugh and drop onto the couch, full and satisfied. The bar is in full swing downstairs, but for the first time in a very long time, I don’t have the pressing need to run down and dive into the work. I’m content to let my employees handle things.

“This is nice,” I say. “I don’t remember the last time I took a night off.”

“You should do it more often. It’s good for you,” she replies. “You need to work on the whole work-life balance thing.”

“Until you, I never had a reason to.”

Cassie gives me a smile that sets my heart racing. “Looks like I’m a good influence on you.”

“Looks like you are.”

She sits down next to me and lays her head on my shoulder, curling up against me. Slipping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her close, I revel in the warmth and soft curves of her body pressed to mine. I place a kiss on the top of her head, having Cassie next to me nourishing my heart and soul.

“You’re awfully quiet,” she murmurs.

“Just thinking about how strange and incredible this whole situation is.”

“How so?”

“I just never thought I’d find somebody like you.”

She sits up and turns to me, taking my hand in hers with a glimmer in her eyes and a beatific smile stretching her lips. She’s just so beautiful that I can’t stop looking at her.

“That makes two of us.”

“I’ve never been as happy in my life as I’ve been with you these past couple of weeks,” I tell her. “It’s like you unlocked some door inside of me I’d never seen before. I’m not the kind of guy who gets real emotional about things, but you make me feel things I never knew I could, Cassie.”

Her eyes shimmer with tears, though her smile makes it clear they’re tears of joy. She raises my hand and puts it to her chest. Her heart is pounding like a jackhammer inside of her.

“That’s because of you,” she says. “You make my heart race every time you’re near me. And you make me just as happy. I never thought I would feel the things you make me feel.”

Cassie gets to her feet and pulls her skirt up then settles herself down on top of me again, straddling my lap with a sultry, sensual expression on her face. She slips her arms around the back of my neck and looks into my eyes, both of us savoring the moment of intimate silence. Then she leans forward and presses her lips to mine, slipping her tongue into my mouth. Our kiss starts soft and sweet. But it’s not long before it turns hotter and more passionate. Our tongues swirl around one another and my hands roam her body.

She kisses my neck, lightly nipping at my skin as I cup and knead her breasts through her top. I want her skin on mine, and Cassie raises her arms as I pull her top off and throw it across the room. She reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra, letting her full, round tits fall into my hands as she leans forward and kisses me again. She moans into my mouth as I circle her pert nipples with my thumbs, and when I give them a firm pinch, her sharp yelp is quickly followed by a slow, languid groan.

Cassie is rocking back and forth on my lap, grinding herself on my rapidly thickening cock. The heat from her pussy radiates through my jeans, which only fuels the passion and lust burning bright inside of me. She leans down and I shudder as her lips brush my ear and her breath, warm and sweet, tickles my neck.

“I need you to fuck me, Daddy,” she whispers. “I need you bad.”

A low groan passes my lips, my cock so hard it’s almost painful. Grabbing her hair in my fist, I yank Cassie’s head back and plant a line of kisses from her neck down to her chest, drawing a passionate sigh from her. I knead her tits with my hands while sucking and flicking my tongue across her nipples, drawing soft moans from her. My dick is throbbing in my jeans, begging for release. Begging to be buried deep in her dripping wet flower.

Cassie yelps in surprise when I grab her around the waist and spin her down onto the couch. She bites her bottom lip suggestively as she looks up at me. Quickly getting to my feet, I kick off my boots and my jeans quickly join her clothes in a heap on the far side of the room. I plant my arms on either side of her head, bracing myself above her. Cassie wraps her legs around my waist, looking up at me with a gleam of anticipation in her eyes.

“I need it, Daddy,” she purrs. “Give it to me.”


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