Page 12 of Slippery When Wet

Not that I gave a shit.

Hell no. Their loss was definitely my gain.

“You want daddy to kiss you?” I rasped, and her eyes widened before they hooded.

“Please.”

“Please, what?” I teased, letting my nose brush against hers. I was moving too fast, bringing my fucking kink into it too quickly, but by the looks of it, she liked it. Her legs tightened around me, and I felt her rub against me. Jesus. “Please what, Abby?”

“Please kiss me, Daddy,” she whispered so softly I was afraid I’d imagined it. I knew I hadn’t when her eyes shut and her lips parted.

My chest rose and fell heavily. One of my hands left the small of her back to roam upwards over the slope of her shoulder and hold her face. Abby leaned into my caress, and I kissed the tip of her nose.

“You really want me to give you your first kiss, princess?”

“Please.” She trembled in my arms, but it had nothing to do with the temperature of the pool.

“You sure? I kiss you, I don’t think we can go back, can’t take anything back.”

“You mean the lessons?”

“I mean everything,” I muttered, and she nodded so close I was pretty sure our lips were a millimeter from brushing up against one another. Her breath fanned my mouth. She smelled like mint and the promise of something so fucking great I could taste it. Mine, a voice growled in the recesses of my mind. Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Okay,” she agreed.

If I were a better man, I would have put some space between us. Given her time to really thing about what consequences would come from this decision.

But I wasn’t that man.

She was mine, and I wasn’t going to wait any longer. My head tilted and dropped a little lower. Our lips touched, and the hand on her lower back pulled her in closer.

Her mouth was soft and pliant against mine. For a moment, she was frozen and didn’t move. I licked her lower lip to coax her into the moment, and I was instantly rewarded. Abby's sweet moans were swallowed up by mine as her mouth moved against mine.

We kissed slowly. Deeply. My girl was a natural. It was like she had been kissing me her entire life. I’d never had a fist kiss like that. Both of us so in sync, so in tune to the other. And I never will. She’s mine now.

“Abel,” she sighed so sweetly I was close to embarrassing myself. All from one fucking kiss. I growled. My hand moved to the back of her head, tangling with her dark tresses. And that was when she surprised me. Her tongue swiped the seam of my mouth, and I groaned. She didn’t hesitate to brush it against mine. I moved us against the wall of the pool. Pressing her back against it, I deepened the kiss, taking control because I didn’t know any other way.

But the most beautiful thing about it was Abby’s submission.

We might have just finally officially met, but her trust in me was humbling. She knew I wouldn’t take things too far, too fast. She’d given me her first kiss, and I would give her the rest of my life. I’d worship at the altar of my baby girl, the woman of my dreams, until my last breath.

My lungs burned, and breathing was close to impossible when I pulled my lips off hers and looked at her. Abby’s eyes were still shut, the sweetest expression on her beautiful face.

“Wow,” she sighed, her lips turned upward before I watched those eyes open and look right at me. “That was worth the wait.”

“You’re killing me, baby,” I groaned. I pressed my forehead against hers. “So damn sweet,” I muttered, stealing another kiss. And then another.

“Hey, Abs!” a woman’s voice sounded, and Abby’s body went tight. She pushed off and out of my hold before I knew it.

“Hey, Susie! Umm…” She splashed around and reached for the edge of the pool

"You got in!” The girl from the front desk smiled. “Mr. Peña!” I winced. Mr. Peña. Jesus, that was a reminder of just how much older I was. “Hey, you guys, umm, you are swimming!” The girl with the red curly hair grinned, her eyes saying something non verbally to my girl.

“Umm, yeah. I did. I should get going.”

“No! No rush!” Susie assured. “I was just going to go and tell you that you can leave through that door.” She pointed to the card door in the pool area. “Unless you don’t want to be left alone.” Her brows pulled together, and she took a protective stance.

“No! Nothing like that!” Abby’s face turned a bright shade of red. “Abel is great.” My chest puffed out, like some preening peacock. “I just mean…” She made a face, and I pressed my lips together. “He’s great. He was teaching me.”

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