Page 244 of Guardian Daddy

Sliding her panties to one side of her pussy, he took a long lick of her lips. She let out a small murmur, shifting around on the bed. But then he started flicking her clit. She grew wet and warm.

Fuck, he loved the taste of her.

Slipping his tongue down, he pushed it inside her.

“Ohhh.”

Cate wasn’t quite awake yet, but she was becoming more aware. So he didn’t have much time.

Ethan drove his tongue in and out of her passage as he used his thumb to flick her clit. She was trembling, and then she stiffened. He knew she had to be close. Licking up her arousal, he moved his tongue back to her clit while sliding two fingers into her passage.

Whimpers escaped her. As her cries grew louder, her hips rose, and she came.

God, yes.

He eased the movements of his tongue and fingers, bringing her down slowly from her high. Then he drew her panties off before sliding up her body. His dick was stiff and throbbing, but he paused at her entrance, peering down into her face.

She stared up at him blurrily, a smile on her face. “What are you waiting for?”

“Just checking that you’re fully awake and ready for me, baby.”

“I thought the ‘ready for you’ part would be obvious.” Her voice was husky with sleep and sexy as fuck.

“Hmm. Yeah, it was.” He slid inside her, inch by inch, torturing them both.

“Please,” she begged. “More. Faster. Harder.”

“Shh, you’ll get what you’re given.”

“So mean.”

Leaning down, he nipped at her lip, then pressed his tongue into her mouth. They both moaned as he started drawing out of her, then pushing his way back in.

He fucked her with slow, deep thrusts, kissing her like he wanted to devour her. Somehow, it between thrusts, he managed to get her pajama top off.

“If I could keep you like this always, I would.”

“Please,” she begged. “Fuck me.”

So he did.

His movements became faster, harder and more erratic as he drove deep into her. He could feel his heart pounding as the need to come grew. Reaching between them, he played with her clit. Dropping his mouth to her breasts, he sucked her nipple until he felt the first ripple of her release.

And then he could finally let himself go.

Cate couldn’t remember the last time she was this nervous.

She stared out of the windshield at the large house they pulled up in front of.

It was a wooden house with two stories. There was a wrap-around porch on three sides of the house. A four-car garage was attached and there was a large circular driveway. It was on the outskirts of the city and while they had neighbors, they were spaced well apart.

“Well, this is a bit different from the warehouse they used to live in,” Ethan commented.

“A warehouse?”

“Hmm, a renovated warehouse. I think Ink was worried that it wouldn’t be considered an ideal place to have children, so they decided to buy a house.”

“Because they’re fostering a seven-year-old,” Cate said. “Her name is Zipporah. And she had to leave her last fostering situation because she threatened the foster father with a knife. Which doesn’t sound good.”

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