Page 6 of Absolution

Chapter Two

Deliverance

Tucker Bowman

“Did you manage to get back to sleep?”

Tucker draped a palmful of aromatic bath bubbles over her right breast before working his fingers through the suds to stimulate her nipple. Sitting behind her in the huge tub, he was enjoying bath-time.

“Mmmm, yes, sir.” She pushed her chest out to meet his hand, evidently relishing his attention. “Eventually.”

Tucker could relate. After her three o’clock nightmare and their impromptu heart-to-heart had led to another round of thunderous orgasms, he’d laid awake thinking before sleep had finally come to claim him.

It was Ella’s pained expression when they’d discussed Bennett that remained etched in his mind. He accepted they were father and daughter, but she’d gone to great lengths to explain how shaky their relationship had been, and he was surprised how much the idea of losing him had upset her.

Clearly, he’d underestimated the impact Bennett had created in her life. Perhaps he couldn’t understand the significance of the role because he’d never had a real father. Either way, he’d have to tread carefully when tying up the loose end that was Alexander Bennett. But, he assuredhimself, if he and Ella were to move into the security of a loving, long-term relationship, ithadto be addressed.

He wouldn’t allow Bennett to keep screwing things up.

A long-term relationship?

He blew out a breath as his hand skimmed the warm water and tugged her left nipple. Things really were getting serious if he was pondering such a grandiose goal. Tucker couldn’t recall ever wanting one of those before.

“Sir.” Ella was breathless as she twisted to catch his eyes. “I wondered why you’d suggested a bath when we normally enjoy such intimate showers, but now I understand.”

Tucker grinned at the desire gleaming in her eyes, tightening his other arm around her middle. He’d chosen a morning bath for them for good reason. He thought the relaxing soak would be beneficial after another night of broken sleep, but it also provided him with the perfect opportunity to challenge his little girl.

Ella was under strict instructions not to touch herself, whatever his provocations, but he could tell how hot and desperate his ministrations were making her. That’s why he’d ordered her hands to remain on either side of the enormous roll-top bath. That way, she could neither disobey him nor prevent him from exploring any part of her, and they both got what they wanted.

His balls stiffened at their scintillating dynamic. Being around a smart and gorgeous woman like his little girl was constantly breathtaking. He couldn’t imagine any life where just being with her every day wasn’t a highlight.

“How’s that pussy of mine?” His hand slipped into the water and stroked her clit. She moaned appreciatively, bucking her hips forward to receive his fingers.

“I’m so turned on, sir,” she wailed, letting her head fall back against his chest. “Are you going to let me come?”

“Not yet.” He chuckled at her desperate whimper. “I need you right at the breaking point, little girl, then you’re going to fulfill your early morning duties for me.”

His smile widened as she gripped the edge of the tub. Since coming to the city, he’d instigated a couple of new habits that seemed to invigorate them both, and one of them was that she showed devotion to his cock in the shower each morning. That was why she’d been so shocked at his suggestion of a bath.

The rules were simple. It was her responsibility to ensure he was clean before he shot his load over her pretty face, and that meant using her mouth to polish and satisfy him. Ella had learned that she didn’t come until he did. The routine was like magic. Once his desire was satiated, he always found her soaking with need for him.

“You’re so mean!” Her mewl was playful, but the way she thrust her hips against his fingers was less so. Heaven help her if she climaxed before it was her turn.

“You thinkthisis mean?” The hand at her middle rose to pinch her left nipple, and she cried at the sudden hurt. “This is nothing, little girl. Just you wait and see what I’ll do if you defy me and come without permission.”

“Somean.” Her guttural whisper intimated how close she was to her looming pleasure and how his denial of her crescendo both irritated and aroused her in equal measure.

“Do you need me to stop, little girl?” His submerged fingertips grazed her clit. “Or are you going to exercise some self-control?”

She was riveting to watch. The way she writhed against his cock and her small panting breaths combined to heighten his carnality as he enjoyed her entrancing body.

I’m the luckiest man in the whole world!

“Oh God, sir!” Her breaths were ragged as she struggled to find an answer for him. “I’m so close.”

“Then I’ll stop.” His fingers paused, eliciting a throaty, disappointed groan as they withdrew to her inner thigh.

“Sir, no.” She splashed in the water in an attempt to splay her legs wider, her fingers blanching as she grasped the side of the tub. “Please, I need you.”

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