Page 41 of Giddy Up, Daddy

“Oh. Ohhh.”

The noises of pleasure she made spurred him on. He slowed his movements, then sped them up until she was right on the cusp. Then he slowed them down again.

“No. No, please,” she begged. “Please.”

“What do you want, darlin’?” he asked as he kept his fingers pumping in and out of her pussy.

“I . . . I can’t say it.”

“Yes, you can,” he reassured her. “Tell me what you need. You’re so wet for me. You’re such a good girl. Tell me.”

“To come. I need to come,” she said quickly, as though she just wanted to get the words out.

“Well done, baby. Was that so hard?”

“Kind of,” she groaned.

He’d teach her to be more open with her needs. To be unashamed of them.

Will you?

Isn’t this a one-off?

He quieted that internal voice and concentrated on eating his girl out until her cries filled the room and she found her release. He continued to lick her pussy gently, bringing her back down slowly.

Plus, he was reluctant to stop tasting her.

He lay on his back next to her before arranging her on top of him, chest to chest.

She was breathing heavily, and he just held her, giving her time to calm down. Rubbing his hand up and down her back, he waited for her to come back to herself.

“That was . . . that was . . . I don’t even have words.”

He had to grin. “No?”

“No, wait. I do have a word. Magical.”

“Ooh, big word coming from a magician.”

Blakely sighed sadly. “A failed magician.”

What the hell?

Stafford rolled her onto her back and rested up on his elbow so he could stare down at her.

Grasping her chin, he held her face still as he gave her a firm look. “I don’t ever want to hear you call yourself that again. You are not a failed anything.”

“But I am! None of my tricks ever work out. You’re a better magician than me!”

“I’ve never performed a magic trick,” he told her.

“You just performed magic on me, though.” Her smile was forced and didn’t reach her eyes.

“First of all, that was terrible. Second, while it’s cute you think my skills are magic, it’s not the same thing. Say that again about yourself and you’re going to find yourself back over my knee.”

She pouted. “Do you spank all the women you date?”

He tensed.

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