Page 31 of Daddy's Unexpected Gift

“Make yourself useful. Grab a towel.” I turned off the water before picking up the baby.

Cecelia had the towel over her shoulder and wrapped it around Georgie as she took her from me.

“Thanks, I’ll be right out.”

Cecelia didn’t get the hint. She continued to dry off the baby and talk to her with cooing sounds.

“Unless you want to see me naked, you should take the baby to her room. I need to dry off.”

She blushed and scampered from the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. She was delightful.

I peeled off the wet shorts and wrapped a towel over my hips. I donned a robe before I crossed the hall and went into Georgie’s room.

The lights were already off, with only a soft glow from the cat-shaped nightlight. Cecelia gently rocked Georgie in her arms, humming a lullaby I didn’t recognize.

I stepped in close and wrapped my arms around Cecelia with her back to my chest. I watched Georgie yawn and settle into sleep over Cecelia’s shoulder. This felt right, having both of them in my arms at once.

I kept my arms around Cecelia’s hips as she lowered the baby into the crib. I rubbed my cheek against hers as she straightened. She turned in my arms, and I captured her lips.

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CECELIA

With Sterling’s lips against mine, my brain just stopped. Everything I had thought about, my resolve to maintain professional, it all evaporated as he pressed against me.

As if of its own accord, my hand slipped between us, and I tugged on the tie that held his robe closed.

He growled low in his throat, and the robe fell open, and I was crushed against his bare chest.

His lips left my mouth, and he placed kisses across my face and along my jaw. I tilted my head to the side, hoping his lips would trail down my neck. I opened my eyes and saw the sleeping baby.

I pressed my palms against his shoulders. “Not in here. This is her space.”

“Then come to my space.” His voice was low and thick with lust as he slid his hand into mine.

I didn’t say anything as he led me back across the hall. He closed the door behind him and let the robe slide from his shoulders. His towel was low-slung around his hips. It was hard to breathe as I admired his body. He was beautiful, a sculpture. And damn if he didn’t have six-pack abs.

There was a brief moment, a flicker of warning, where I could stop him. But I didn’t want to. He wanted me, and that was as arousing as being attracted to him was. I reached out for the towel as I stepped back to him.

“Can I?” I asked seconds before I yanked, and the towel met the robe on the floor.

I didn't get to admire him for very long. As the towel fell, Sterling made that growling sound again and drew me against him. His lips were brutal as he claimed mine again. I kissed him back with as much ferocity. It was a fight between lips and tongues as we competed to consume each other.

Sterling lifted my yellow tunic over my head and immediately unfastened my bra, discarding it to the side. Cupping both breasts with his hands, he lifted my breasts to his mouth. He sucked an aching nipple into his hot, wet mouth as I clutched him to me. I arched into his touch. A moan escaped my mouth.

My knees went weak. I buckled, but I guess Sterling expected it, or his reflexes were fast. As I went down, he scooped me up and carried me to the bed. At first, I was flummoxed that he could lift me, but of course he could. He was roped and thick with muscles. And he was letting me touch him.

I sank into the mattress as he placed me down and then crawled in over me. I ran my leg over his, reveling in the feel of his damp skin against mine.

His hands skimmed over all of my exposed skin before grabbing my breasts again. He looked deep into my eyes with an intense stare. I could tell he wanted me to know what he was thinking, or maybe he wanted to know what I was thinking. The feeling was overwhelming, whatever it was.

“Yes, I want you. Please,” I said. I needed him touching me.

His lips kissed and sucked down my middle until he reached the tops of my shorts. He pulled back and focused as he unfastened the button and zipper. He pulled the shorts and my panties off all at once. He tossed them out into the void that was the rest of his bedroom.

Out there, I knew there was furniture and light, but all I could see, all I cared about was him and the way he touched me.

Sterling lowered himself and placed more kisses along my midsection, continuing down.

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