Page 44 of Her Devious Daddies

“I’m glad you think so,” I said, breathlessly. I kept my hips rocking at a decent pace, fucking her heated core as she whispered the naughtiest statements of encouragement I’d ever heard.

“Did you take lessons or something?”

“What?” I pulled out and brushed a piece of her hair away from her eyes.

“I didn’t mean lessons, Sir. It’s just… the way your muscles ripple… it’s like watching a male revue.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment, sweetheart. I enjoy having sex if that’s what you’re trying to say.”

“I like this. Us. The two of us,” she babbled. “It’s… I like you, okay?”

My ego didn’t need any bolstering, but I grinned a huge cheesy smile as she spoke. Karsyn and I connected in an unusual way, bonding through our similar insecurities. Logan wouldn’t let us stay apart, and it gave me a renewed sense of purpose in my life. I’d wanted him in my life for a while, but Karsyn brought an added dose of sweetness and sass. She was adorable and utterly sexy all at the same time.

“Me too,” I finally answered her as the ringing in my ears faded to a dull roar. “Do you want more, babygirl, or would you rather snuggle on the couch until bedtime?”

“I don’t need a bedtime.”

“Maybe not, but I get cranky as hell if I’m not sleeping by eleven.” I waggled my eyebrows. “Then I’ll do something really reckless like poke our Daddy.”

Shit. I had only referred to Logan as my Daddy when the two of us were alone. I rubbed my hand across my mouth as if I could stuff the title back into it. I took the liberty of removing the butt plug from her tight hole and tasked myself with cleaning it before turning to her. It gave me a few extra minutes to gather my thoughts.

Laying next to her, I stroked her hair. “I apologize for not saying anything, sweetheart. Sometimes I disappear into my thoughts.”

“I understand, August. I was rolling in bliss, but I would have liked you here with me.”

I pinched her nipple hard.

“Ouch!”

“What did I say?”

“If we’re in the bedroom, refer to you as Daddy or Sir.”

“And where are we currently?”

Karsyn rolled her eyes.

I shook my head in amusement, but I also wanted her to listen. I raised her leg and slapped my palm against the lowest curve of her ass several times. When I finished with her sit-spots, my hand was stinging and her skin likely felt the same.

“Ouch! Sir! Please, it’s important!”

“Go on, beautiful.”

“There is nothing you can say to me about our relationship with Logan that is going to change my opinion of you. I mean it. You can call him whatever you’re comfortable with. I’m not going to judge you.”

I let out a long breath and slid her leg back to the mattress. Climbing on top of her, I straddled her thighs and leaned down to kiss her passionately. “I am still getting used to the idea of being in a relationship with Logan. He means so much to me. However, using his title and following his rules and then receiving immediate consequences is a lot to process. I thought I would have a better understanding of it all.”

“We’re both learning.”

“I didn’t think I was a brat until I met him.”

“Our boyfriend doesn’t seem to have any trouble handling it.”

“No, babygirl. He most certainly isn’t lacking in that area. I’ve admired him for a long time. Trust me, he can back up any promise. But I am slow on the uptake.”

“Who’s rushing you?”

I mulled over the question for a few minutes, stroking her gorgeous body as I did so. Karsyn brought up a point I hadn’t thought about. She wasn’t rushing our connection, neither was Logan. No, it was all in my head. I traced patterns all over her thighs and stomach up to her breasts.

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