Page 29 of Stealing Daddy's Heart

A soft moan escapes her, and the sound sends a jolt of pure need through me. I pause, my eyes searching her face. I want to be sure—for both our sakes.

I cup her face in my hands, making sure she's looking directly into my eyes. “I need you to understand what this means, baby girl. If we do this, if I become your Daddy, it's not just about sex. It's about trust, about letting me take care of you in every way. Are you ready for that?”

Skylar's eyes are clear and determined as she meets my gaze. “I've always been yours, Garrett. I was just waiting for you to claim me.”

I lift her with a growl, and she wraps her legs around me. Her surprised gasp turns into a soft moan as I carry her to thebedroom. Her fingers tangle in my hair, her lips ghost over my neck.

With each step, I'm more aware of her—how she feels, how she smells, how perfectly she fits against me. I never knew I needed this, needed her, so much.

Skylar has chosen me, and I'll prove worthy of her trust and submission. I'll be the Daddy she needs and the partner she deserves.

Chapter 9

Garrett

The world narrowsto just Skylar and me as I lay her on the bed. Her hair fans out on the pillow, her lips swollen from our kisses, her eyes dark with desire.

Tonight changes everything, and I can't wait to show Skylar exactly what that means. Hearing her call me Daddy, knowing she wants this, gives me the push I need to embrace the Dominant within me.

“You're so beautiful,” I murmur, running my hand along her side. “So perfect.”

Skylar reaches for me, her fingers tangling in my hair. “No more waiting,” she says firmly. “I want you, Daddy. All of you.”

My self-control slips, overcome by her desire. Her words kindle a fire, stoking my need to claim her. “You're everything to me, babygirl.”

With her eyes locked on mine, I make my way down her body, worshiping her with my mouth, leaving no inch of skin untouched. My lips trace a burning path down the elegant curve of her neck, lingering at the hollow of her throat, memorizing every curve, every dip.

As I reach her collarbone, her breath catches, and I savor the way her body arches into mine, seeking more. Each feather-light kiss draws a soft gasp from her lips.I worship her and show her how precious she is to me. Her taste and scent are all I've ever wanted, and I'm desperate for more.

Skylar's hands are everywhere at once—on my chest, in my hair, grasping at the fabric of my shirt as if she's afraid I might slip away. But I'm not going anywhere. Not now, not ever. She's unleashed something in me, a need so deep, so powerful, that it transcends logic or reason.

Skylar pulls me in for another kiss, and I surrender to it, to her. The craving I've been suppressing ignites into an inferno. A groan rumbles up from my chest as my hands move over her body, needing to touch and explore.

My fingers brush the bare skin of her waist, her hips, her thighs, learning the terrain I've yearned for. I nip and lick her skin, needing to mark her as mine, desperate to hear her cries of pleasure.

When my tongue flicks over her nipple, she arches off the bed with a breathy moan, her fingers tightening in my hair.

“Please, Daddy,” she begs, her hands tightening in my hair. “Don't make me wait any longer.”

I grip her hips, holding her down as I continue my exploration, wanting her to feel every sensation, every touch, with intense focus.

“Patience,” I murmur, nipping at her jaw. “I'm going to take such good care of you tonight.”

Her sapphire-blue eyes shine with desire as if daring me to take control.

“Are you ready to submit and be a good girl for your Daddy? To let me guide you?”

“Yes, Daddy. I'm all yours,” she whispers, savoring the taste of those words.

“You will follow my rules,” I growl, my hand sliding between her trembling thighs, fingers grazing her wet heat.

She whimpers and arches into my touch, silently pleading for more. Her breathing becomes labored as my fingers continue exploring, slipping between her folds.

A sultry moan escapes her lips while her eyes flutter shut, surrendering to the sensations coursing through her body. Skylar's eagerness drives me wild. Heat courses through me, demanding that I surrender to the desire roaring within.

“You're so responsive,” I say, my thumb gently parting her swollen lips to expose her sensitive clit. “So drenched and desperate. Tell me what you want, baby girl. I want to hear you say it.”

Skylar arches into me, her nails digging into my arms as her breath comes in short gasps. “I want more, Daddy. Please.”

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