Page 41 of Daddy's Heart

He laughed. “That, and I’m taking away your snacks tomorrow. If you can’t be a good girl with them, you can’t have them at all. You can have all the fruit, crackers, and cheese you want, but I’m taking the chips away.”

She screwed up her lips to the side. He’d never seen anyone so addicted to savory snacks.

“Fine.” She nodded.

Taking a step back, her gaze roamed over his body.

“What’s wrong?” he asked when her lips pressed together.

“You’re beautiful,” she whispered, bringing her eyes up to meet his.

He stepped toward her until her back hit the wall. “And that upsets you?” he asked, letting his fingers skate over her waist. She was in yoga pants and a t-shirt, usual for her afternoon session of job searching.

“No, of course not.” She flattened her hands against the wall. “I just hadn’t seen you without a shirt on.”

He nodded. “Oh… well, maybe you should take your shirt off too. Then we can match.” He lowered his head and captured her lips beneath his. She softened against him, yielding to the power he wove over her when he grabbed her hip and pulled her to meet his.

“That’s a good idea,” she said after he broke the kiss. Her breath came out in little spurts.

He grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it up over her head. “No bra?” he asked, but he’d already known. Her nipples had been peeking out for him already.

“Laundry day,” she answered with a carefree smile.

“Ah…” He pressed his body against hers again, retaking her mouth in a deeper kiss. He couldn’t get enough of her. The very taste of her sent his body on edge, needing to find relief in her arms. But to touch her, to have her tongue dance with his own, made his cock ache.

His hands roamed up her sides, sliding over her ribs to cradle her breasts. Her breath was heavy when he pulled back, nipping at her chin, then moving down to her neck. His thumbs flicked her taught nipples.

“I have to be at the club at ten,” he muttered against her skin, licking a bead of water.

Ryder took a deep breath, inhaling her honeyed scent and biting down harder on her shoulder. She turned her face toward him, beckoning his mouth once more, and he wouldn’t deny her anything.

“That gives us lots of time,” she managed to say between kisses.

He growled. Standing in the damn bathroom is not where he wanted her. He needed her in his bed, naked and bare for him. Without explanation, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her to his room.

“Daddy!” She giggled as he maneuvered them through his doorway.

“Take those yoga pants off, and if you aren’t wearing any panties, you’re getting spanking,” he ordered as he dropped her onto the bed. She bounced and laughed but scrambled to obey. She could be the very best girl when she wanted to be, and right now, with him removing his towel and her eyes focused on his hard cock, she wanted to be a very good girl.

After she shimmied out of the black yoga pants, she flipped over to her belly and got up on her hands and knees, laughing while she wiggled herDaddy’s Naughty Girlpanties at him.

He grabbed her ankles and yanked them toward him, flattening her to the mattress.

“Teasing me?” he said in a mock firm voice.

“No, Daddy. I would never!” She laughed.

“Hmmm, we’ll see.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her back. With his fingers hooked in the elastic, he pulled the panties down her legs and free from her body, tossing them over her shoulder.

“No.” He shoved her knees apart when she tried to clamp them together. “I want to see you, sweetheart. All of you. Let Daddy see you,” he said, climbing onto the bed and settling between her thighs. He lowered himself to her sex and touched her pussy lips with the tips of his fingers. “You’re a wet girl for me, aren’t you?”

She didn’t answer, but she didn’t need to.

Slowly, he ran his fingers through her folds, gathering her wetness and bringing them to his mouth. He dragged his gaze up her body, across her belly and round tits, until his eyes were locked with hers.

“You taste so good, sweetheart.” He sucked his fingers. “Your pussy is shaved. I like you this way. Bare and wet for my touch.” He shifted his body farther down and slid his middle and ring fingers into her sex. His cock throbbed at the little gasp she gifted him. He wanted more.

He moved his attention to his fingers, watching them slide in and out of her pussy. Her whimpers of pleasure quickly moved to frustration when he continued his methodical movements.

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