Page 21 of Big Gruff Owner

Then something shifts. The kiss deepens. As my hands slide up and down Sadie’s back, I feel her start to respond. The way she arches closer, the way her breath hitches—there’s a tension building in her, and it’s starting to get to me too. She’s warm, and the way she presses against me stirs something deep in my gut. A slow, burning ache. I’m aware of every inch of her body, every shift and sigh, and it’s taking all my self-control to keep things steady, to not rush her.

I let my fingers tangle in her hair, feeling the silky strands between my fingers, and tug gently, just to see how she’ll react. When she grabs onto my arm, pulling herself closer, the sound that escapes her—a mix between a gasp and a yelp—makes me chuckle. I nip at her bottom lip, testing the waters, and when she yelps again, I can’t help but do it again. Her reactions are intoxicating.

She’s pressing so close to me now that I can feel every curve of her body flush against mine. I groan, feeling myself harden as her leg brushes against me. There’s no hiding it—I’m as turned on as I can be, and it’s obvious.

But then, I sense it—hesitation. It’s the barest of pauses, but it’s there regardless. So despite the reluctance I feel. I pull back, breathing hard with my heart pounding against my ribcage. I don’t let go of her completely—I can’t seem to make myself do it—but I put some space between us, just enough to let her know that I’m not pushing for anything more than she’s willing to give.

“You okay?” I ask, my voice low and rough.

She nods, but it’s slow like she’s still trying to figure things out. “Yeah, I’m okay. I just…” She trails off, biting her lip, and it’s everything I can do not to kiss her again.

I force myself to take a deep breath, to loosen my grip on her just enough to give her space. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for,” I tell her, meaning every word.

She looks up at me, her eyes wide, and I can see the uncertainty there. “Sorry, I just—I don’t know.”

“No, I’m sorry,” I retort, even though part of me doesn’t want to apologize. “We’re going a little fast. I didn’t mean to push you.”

“You’re not pushing me,” she corrects quickly, her face flushing that pretty shade of pink that drives me wild. “I—This is what I want. I just…”

“You just what?” She says nothing and I pull her chin up to force her gaze back to me. “Use your words, little girl.”

She breathes out heavily before sheepishly admitting, “I’ve never done…anything before.”

“Anything?” I ask with a blink of shock.

“Mhm,” she looks away but I tap under her chin again.

“Eyes on me.” Her gaze snaps back to mine. “I’m not going anywhere, Sadie. We can take this slow.”

“I don’t think I want to go slow,” she responds her teeth pulling her bottom lip between them. “I just don’t know what I’m doing and I don’t want to disappoint you.”

I nearly groan. How could she think this innocence would disappoint me? If anything, knowing that I’m the first to touch her twists up my insides in a way I’m not ready to deal with.

“Nothing you do could disappoint me,” I murmur, leaning in to give her another kiss, slow and deliberate. “We can take things further if you want.”

“I want to.” She looks away for a second before remembering and locking her eyes back with mine. “You just have to lead it.”

I give her a slow grin. “That’s never an issue, sunshine. Lay back.” She only hesitates a second before she untangles from me and lays back against the pillow.

I don’t waste any time leaning over her. My lips find her neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin there, feeling her shiver beneath me. While she’s distracted by the sensation, I hook my thumbs into the waistband of the tiny sleep shorts she’s wearing. Slowly, I start to slide them down, revealing more of her skin inch by inch. My eyes trace over her body as I remove the shorts and her panties, tossing them to the floor.

“God, you’re beautiful, Sadie,” I murmur, more to myself than to her. The words just spill out, raw and honest. The sight of her laid out in front of me takes my breath away. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”

She tries to say something, but when I blow over her heated skin all that comes out is a choked-off sound. I chuckle at that, letting my hands slide over her bare thighs, feeling the tension in her muscles. She’s so responsive, so eager, and it’s driving me wild.

“Please,” she gasps, her voice laced with desperation. I doubt she even knows what she’s asking for, but that’s okay. I know exactly what she needs.

“You’re eager, huh?” I say with a smirk, leaning down to kiss the inside of her thigh. “Such an eager little girl for Daddy.” My words and actions pull out a soft little mewl from her lips and it spurs me on.

I take my time, moving slowly, biting gently at the sensitive skin with each kiss. The way she trembles under my touch, the way her breathing hitches—it’s like a drug, and I’m addicted.

When I finally reach her center, I run the tip of my tongue through her folds, just a light, teasing touch. She gasps, her body jerking in response, and I can’t help but smile against her skin. “You like that?” I ask, my breath hot against her.

“Yes.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I correct automatically.

She groans low in her throat as flit my tongue out again. “Yes, Daddy.Please.”

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