Page 44 of Biker Daddy

“Drew, oh, God, Drew!”

She pulsed around his tongue and he flicked a few more times to keep her coming.

She tried to shove him back so he flipped her, pulling her up onto her knees, swatting her ass hard three times before easing back and spanking rhythmically to vibrate her sensitive nub. When one orgasm ended, the next began building as he used his mouth from behind. With his nose nestled between her ass cheeks and his tongue flicking relentlessly, he felt his erection straining for release; his own need to come was fierce.

She screamed out in pleasure and he rolled them to their sides to hold her tenderly as she trembled from her second explosive orgasm. After a few silent minutes, her breathing regulated and she turned to her back. She had tears in her eyes and was spread-eagle and limp before him. She was totally uninhibited now, and he loved it.

“I’ve never,” she said on a whimper. She curled into him and her breasts hanging naturally heavy against his chest made him harder still. “I didn’t know what the fuss was about.” Tears leaked down her face and he swallowed hard at her revelation.

“I’m going to teach you how to let go, little girl.” His firm statement was drowned out with the emotion clogging his voice. This woman deserved so much more than she’d gotten in life. She held onto her control so aggressively she couldn’t even have the most basic of life’s pleasures. How did she release her pent-up stress?

“You need a dominant man to take over, Addi. I know you want more, you want real, but babe, this is real as long as you’re here.”

“Okay.” She tipped her head up and smiled shyly. He gave her a half smirk. The trust she’d just handed over blew his mind. How could one person be so beautiful inside and out?

He chuckled. “Okay?”

“Yes, okay.” She grinned. “If that’s what I’ve been missing, then yes. I feel so light—so free! I’m yours to teach, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” He ran a hand sweetly down her hair. “Get comfy, babe. It’s bedtime.” She opened her mouth and he cocked a brow. “That’s an order, Addianna. It’s not all about sex, honey. Being my baby girl means I’m in charge of everything. Your health and welfare are important to me.” Her mouth closed and he smiled as a flare of heat burned her eyes. Another head bob and she slid that plump bottom lip through her teeth again. “That’s my girl.”

She rolled over, tucking her fist beneath her chin and pulling her legs up so she was curled in an Addi-sized ball. “An order from my daddy,” she said in a small breathy voice. He leaned down and kissed her temple, emotion and tenderness filling him.

What had he done? Could he give her what he’d offered without losing himself? He heard Ray’s voice in his mind, asking, and then his own, promising to give her whatever she needed. Did she need this? He nodded silently and rose from the bed.

Addi needed this more than anything. If she kept going with the world on her shoulders, she’d collapse. She was a natural submissive. She needed someone who’d support her, listen, and reassure her of the decisions she made, someone who’d take responsibility with her if things didn’t go right. She needed both a partner and a leader so she could safely let go and be who she was meant to be.

He looked at her, already breathing deeply in sleep, and shoveled a hand through his hair.

“Even if I’m a broken mess when you leave, I’ll give you everything you deserve while you’re here.” His whisper was raspy with emotion. “You’ve always been my weakness, but I promise you this… I’ll always be your strength.”

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