Page 143 of Guardian Daddy

“Do you want this off?” he asked.

“Yes, please.”

“Such a polite baby,” he crooned. “Such a good girl.”

Yes. She really liked when he praised her.

He drew off the T-shirt and she swore that her brain short-circuited for a moment.

It had to be some sort of chemical imbalance. An overload of hormones.

She wasn’t sure what exactly. All she knew was that she was frozen in place, and she might be staring.

You are definitely staring.

“Cate? Are you all right? What’s wrong?”

“I just . . . you’re so beautiful.”

He grinned. “You’re frozen because you think I’m beautiful?”

“Uh-huh.”

Ethan reached up and wiped at the corner of her mouth. “I think you’re drooling a little.”

“I am not!”

Was she?

“Sorry,” she whispered.

“Baby, you never have to be sorry for wanting me. For finding me attractive. I like it. But how would you feel about moving this to the bed?”

“I thought the bed was a bad idea. You know . . . your whole throwing me on there and ravishing me urges.”

“I’ll try to keep my urges under control.” Standing, he lifted her over to the bed, then climbed on and sat back against the headboard. “And this will be more comfortable for you to touch me.”

She wasn’t sure about comfortable. But if it made it easier for her to reach more of him, then she was all for it.

“Can I straddle you again?” she asked.

He slid his hands behind his head. “I’m here for you to do whatever you want.”

But . . . she didn’t want to hurt him. And he might be a Dominant, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t have limits.

“What don’t you want me to do?” she asked. “What are your hard limits?”

She wasn’t sure if that was a look of surprise or satisfaction.

“Don’t draw blood. Don’t use your teeth on my cock or squeeze my balls too hard. And I don’t like having my feet touched.”

Okay . . . the feet thing wasn’t that unusual. More surprising. And she definitely didn’t want to draw his blood.

“How will I know if I’m squeezing too hard?” she asked.

“Take hold of my hand.”

Straddling his hips, she clasped hold of his hand.

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