Page 119 of Daddy's Little Surprise

Daddy got out first, drying himself before he helped her. He took his time, making sure everything was thoroughly dried before he took her hand and led her to the bed.

“Such a good girl. Put your leg over mine.”

Daddy instructed her, something she was really thankful for.

“You’re so wet already.” Daddy ran his fingers through her folds.

Moaning, she closed her eyes and pushed her hips forward.

“Please,” she begged.

Daddy ever so gently slid himself in before pulling hercloser to him. She wanted to get even closer, but with her bump, it was nearly impossible.

“Can we do this again after I have the baby? So I’m closer to you.”

“Of course, Rainey. You let me know.”

Sighing, she closed her eyes, loving the feeling of him inside her, but also from his arm wrapped around her body, protecting her from anything.

“I love you,” she said as she drifted off to sleep.

“I love you, too.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

RAINEY

“Echooooo!” Rainey raised her voice. “Come on!”

“Give me a second. I need to get this all colored in.”

“But I wanna paint now!”

“We said we would using pencils until I finished. I’m almost done.”

Rainey looked over at Tucker, who was already painting. He had gotten here before them. She had wanted to go over to him first, but she promised Echo they would draw something with a pencil before they went to the painting section.

“Echo!”

“Sheesh, I’m going to tell your Daddy on you.”

“And say what?” Rainey asked, cocking her hip to the side.

“That you are being impatient. Haven’t you been working on that with him recently?”

Rainey stared at her in shock. “How did you know?”

Echo shrugged. “Lucky guess. I just know you can getimpatient and figured it would be something you would work on.”

Echo got up from her seat and held up her drawing. It was a motorcycle, and she knew which one—Deccan’s.

“He’s scary,” Rainey informed her.

“I heard how you guys met. But I also know he took a liking to you. That’s good.”

“I don’t know about that.” Rainey wrung her hands together.

She still got nervous thinking about Deccan. After he messaged her apologizing, she said it was fine, and they hadn’t texted since. Not that she minded. He’d already sent her pictures of a dead body; what else was he going to do?

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