Page 122 of Bet On Me, Daddy

Releasing his hold on her, he turned and strode back to his desk. While Ruby watched on, utterly confused as he pulled a pile of papers from his drawer and held them out to her. “You’ll want a lawyer to look this over. Pick someone you think you can trust and I’ll give you the money to cover their fee.”

“What is it?” She crossed the room on unsteady legs to take the pile from him. It was pages and pages of legalese she couldn’t begin to understand. But a few key phrases jumped out at her, sending her heart racing.

“It’s a contract. I’ve never done anything like this before, because it seems… crass. But I was hoping it would help you feel more secure in our relationship. Basically it says that any gifts from me to you, monetarily or otherwise, belong to you and you alone. The bank account I set up for you is in your name only. I have zero claim to those funds. It’s yours, free and clear, which is also covered in the contract.”

Her heart felt like it might pound out of her chest as she looked up from the contract. “But…why?”

Moving around his desk, he cupped her face in his hands, love shining in his dark eyes. “I never want you to feel like if you leave me, you’ll have nothing. I don’t want you to think of our home as another gilded cage. I want you to wake up every morning knowing that you are with me because you choose to be, not because you’re too scared to leave. I’m giving you an exit plan, Ruby, though I’m hoping like hell you’ll never have to use it.”

“What’s the catch?” She felt like an asshole for asking, but she had to know. Because there had to be a catch. There was always a catch.

“No catch, baby. And you don’t have to accept it now. Take the contract to someone, have them look it over. If there are any changes you want, we’ll make them. And if this isn’t enough for you to feel safe, to feel free to choose the life you want, then we’ll fix that, too. Whatever it takes, Ruby Red.”

“Sell your company.”

He didn’t even blink. “Done. It’ll take a minute, because the board will need to approve the sale. But consider it done. You want me to give away all my wealth? That’s done, too. I’d rather be broke with you, Ruby, than alone with piles of money. The cash, the house, the cars, all of it means nothing without you.”

“You really mean that, don’t you?”

“With everything I have.”

Tossing the contract aside, she threw her arms around his neck, rising up on her tiptoes to press her lips to his. Need and love welled inside her as he slid his hands down her body to grip her ass, hauling her up against him.

“I’m not quitting my job.”

“Compromise.” Lifting her with that effortless way he had that never failed to make her stomach explode with butterflies, he sat her on his desk. “Which do you like better? The coffee shop or the office job?”

“Coffee shop. Hands down.”

“Quit the office job, keep the coffee shop. The other night, you mentioned how you never went to college. You still want to go?”

She tilted her head to the side as he brushed his lips down her neck, his busy fingers plucking at the buttons on her blouse. “I have no idea what I’d even do there.”

“Whatever you want. One class, all the classes, whatever you want, baby. Within reason, of course. I’m not letting you quit a job just to overwork yourself at school.”

With her shirt tossed off to the side, he went to work on her bra, slipping the hooks free and letting her breasts fall free as she leaned back to give him access to her body. Access he greedily took advantage of, sending flashes of pleasure through her as he nipped and sucked at her aching nipples, pulling a low moan from deep inside her. “To be clear, you’re notlettingme quit my job. I’m quitting my job because it sucks and Nancy’s a total bitch.”

His laughter vibrated against her breast. “Well, I was going to have her fired, anyway.”

“Don’t you dare.” She glared up at him, well aware she probably didn’t look very intimidating sitting on his desk, half naked and flushed with pleasure. “You’re not going to use your money to ruin someone’s life just because they were mean to me.”

Pulling away, he raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching with amusement as he pushed her skirt up her thighs. “What’s the point of having money if I can’t use it to make my babygirl happy?”

“I didn’t say I was agreeing to be your babygirl.”

“Didn’t you? My mistake then. That must be some other gorgeous woman on my desk, about to get her pussy eaten until she screams.”

Need for him, stronger than she’d ever felt, tightened in her core. “It better not be.”

“Never.” Eyes locked on hers, he dropped slowly to his knees. “There will never be anyone but you, Ruby Red. So take as much time as you need to be okay with that. Because I’m playing for keeps, baby. Now, lie back and let Daddy take care of you.”

She’d never felt so decadent as she did in that moment, sprawled across his desk as he peeled the last of her clothes from her, leaving her naked and exposed in his office of all places. She had no idea if the door was locked, but she didn’t care. Nobody was going to come barging in on the big boss, and if they did, they deserved whatever shock they got out of seeing their fearless leader with his face buried in his woman’s pussy.

All those thoughts fled however at the first touch of his tongue to her clit. From that point forward, all she knew was him and the pleasure he showered her with as he feasted.

Until, at last, she did exactly as he’d said, and came screaming his name. Screaming for Daddy as one orgasm, and then another, wrecked her from the inside out. Leaving her boneless and gasping for breath as he rose to his feet and gripped her hips.

“We’re not at the club,” he said, pushing inside her, his cock scraping her already over-sensitive nerves.

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