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“What—don’t stop,” I complain, but he just smiles down at me and slips his hand between us and slides a finger inside me. I nearly jump off the bed, it feels so damn good. With quick, firm thrusts, he loosens me up with one finger and then adds a second one. I take him in greedily, loving the way he feels. He goes so deep, hitting all the perfect spots inside me.

“Should’ve done this sooner, but I wasn’t thinking,” he says against my lips before kissing me again. I kiss him back as best I can, but my brain isn’t working right. I’m lost to pleasure, drunk on this feeling, and can’t focus on anything else. “There you go. Now you’re ready for me.”

He says it like I did a good job, like he’s proud—it’s hot. I like it, and I want more of it. No one is ever proud of me for what I do. No one thanks me or tells me I’m doing a good job—not at home, not at work.

I whimper as he replaces his fingers with his dick, sliding into me so damn slowly. He’s so much bigger than his fingers, and doesn’t push all the way in. He pauses, takes a breath, then pulls out and eases himself back in. It’s driving me insane!

“You okay?” he asks softly, kissing my forehead.

“Yes,” I answer, running my hands up his back. “Keep going.”

He works his way inside me, filling me up with as much as my body will take of him.

“You feel better than I thought you would. So fucking tight.”

He moves his hips slowly but firmly, grinding against me. I feel every inch of him filling me up, and whatever rocking motion he’s doing has me feeling like I’m about to come, and that’s just crazy because who comes that fast through intercourse?

“Oh my god,” I whisper in disbelief, my body tensing up.

“Yes, sweetheart,” he says, keeping up the motion. “Yes, just like that. Squeeze me tighter. Fucking tighter.” His breathing gets heavier, nearly panting through his words to me.

“I’m coming again,” I whisper to him. “Oh my god, I’m coming.” The words come out of me in disbelief.

Kaison presses his forehead to mine, still working that same pace that has me skyrocketing over the edge. I feel it in my damn toes, every inch of my body tightening. The orgasm crashes over me and seconds later, Kaison is groaning too, his dick pulsing inside me. We’re panting heavily, skin hot and clammy.

He kisses my neck. “I am so not done with you,” he growls against my slick skin.

“Good thing we’re having a sleepover,” I comment, smiling up at the ceiling.

He chuckles, his breath fanning over my neck. “Sleepovers are my new favorite thing.”

Chapter Fifteen

Kaison

I wake up in the morning groggy and confused, with the sun shining across my face. My bedroom windows don’t face the east, so it shouldn’t be this damn bright. Running a hand down my face, I look around, smiling when I set eyes on the tiny woman sleeping soundly beside me.Oh yeah. Our sleepover.Glancing beyond her, I get a peek at the clock, which tells me it’s just before seven; my typical time to wake up. I’m assuming since it’s past opening at Daisy’s that Cora is working the lunch shift today, but I should probably ask her to be sure. Don’t wanna be the reason she’s late for work. Actually, on second thought, maybe I do wanna be the reason she’s late, because it’ll give me a good excuse to lay Norman the fuck out.

I run my hand down her arm, her skin soft and warm. She’s on her side and facing the other way. If she likes sleeping like that, I’ll have to make sure I sleep on the other side of the bedfrom now on so she can cuddle with me, and I can see her beautiful face while she sleeps.

Kissing her shoulder, I whisper her name. She doesn’t stir, so I try again. A quiet humming sound comes from her, then she startles, rolling over. Confusion is all over her face for a split second before she smiles and covers her mouth to yawn.

“Morning, beautiful,” I say, kissing her cheek.

“Morning,” she responds sweetly.

“Just wanted to make sure you didn’t have to be at work till later.”

She nods, closing her eyes. “Yeah, twelve.” She settles into her pillow again, then jerks up. “Shit, Dad!”

She tosses the blankets off her and jumps out of bed, grabs a bathrobe from behind her door before tearing it open and bolting out of the room. I get up and put on my pants before going after her. I find her leaning in his doorway. I don’t move, not sure what’s going on. When she turns around, there’s a smile on her face that grows when she sees me.

“He’s still asleep,” she whispers when she reaches me.

“I take it that’s not common?”

She shakes her head before resting it against my chest. I pull her to me and kiss her head. This girl is…

“This is nice,” she murmurs.

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