Page 52 of Cutter

“I’m your Daddy,” he grated. “Get this through your head, Emily. You’re my sweet baby girl. I want you in my life forever. No one else. Any woman who came ahead of you is long gone and forgotten. But if this troubles you so much that you keep thinking about it, maybe you’re the one holding on to the past.”

“I’m not holding on to a damned thing. And you can’t blame me for thinking about the many women you’ve had. Okay? What, were you a saint?”

“Emily.” He frowned.

“Did you stop to think that I’m concerned about my job, your safety, and the success of this mission?”

“Better be that, because if another dude is sniffing around my girl, I’ll beat the crap out of him.”

She had to laugh. His expression had turned comically evil. “No,” she said. “You know I don’t want anyone else either. You’re my Daddy. It’s just…”

“What?”

“I get insecure.”

“How could you feel insecure? Haven’t I shown you what I feel for you? You’re the most beautiful, intelligent, and brave woman I’ve ever met. Hot as fuck and a little silly at times…”

“Oh, you.” She swiped at his arm in play. “You’re such a meanie.”

“Meanie, huh?” He stood and pulled her up by the arm. “Time to rinse.” He switched the controls to shower mode at full strength. Emily spluttered, feeling like she was drowning under the deluge. Abruptly, he turned the water off, and before she knew what was happening, he had her wrapped in a towel. She was putty in his strong hands and arms as he lifted her out of the tub and carried her to the bedroom.

Cutter put her down near the edge of her bed, then tugged at a corner of the towel. The thing unraveled, leaving her naked before him. She should be cold, but her body was still hot from the bath. A wave of embarrassment struck her, but, swallowing hard, she pushed it aside. If Daddy wanted to see her naked, she’d show herself to him.

“Beautiful.” His gaze inhaled her. Everywhere he looked, her skin burned. “Now put your butt on the bed and crawl back.” He followed her, watching her sit. Unsure of what else he wanted, she glanced up. He pointed to the middle of the bed. “Slide back and lie down.”

As Emily did what he asked, Cutter removed his T-shirt and jeans, soaked from showering her, and tossed them aside.

Fists on hips, he stood legs apart in boxer shorts. His gaze narrowed and his nostrils flared, reminding her of an intense mythical god. Emily couldn’t make up her mind where to look first. The spectacle of his muscular arms and chest covered in tattoos stopped her breath. She could spend hours studying and learning the intricate designs while trailing the hard planes and cut abs with slow fingertips. His long legs were strong, defined, and inked, and as she continued searching upward, the bulge under his shorts was a clear statement that his cock was like the rest of him: powerful and massive.

“That’s far enough.” He put one knee on the bed. “Lean back and lift your legs up and wide. Show me my pussy, baby girl.”

A rush of lurid desires and emotions took off in her. Emily could barely contain her excitement. Her heart was racing as internal flames flared and spread. Arousal consumed her nipples, clit, and sheath. The pulses were incessant, and she was desperate to feel his touch on her. With some luck, his mouth would be in the offing too.

Putting the other knee on the bed, he moved closer until his legs were up against the back of her thighs. “What are you feeling, sweet Emmy?”

“I’m…” She blew out a breath. “Excited. Anxious. Impatient.”

He nodded. “Do you want me to touch you?”

“Yes, Daddy. Please, touch me.”

“Here’s our first safeword. Ours alone.”

Safewords? Why the heck not?

She’d agree to discuss anything he wanted so long as he put his hands on her.

“Tell me.” Her voice came our ragged.” “Don’t keep me waiting.”

“When you feel this way.” Bending low, he dropped a line of teasing kisses from her mons to her belly. “Meaning, you want Daddy’s touch. ‘Spicy’ will be your response when I ask.”

“Spicy? Oh. Okay.”

“How are you feeling, little Emmy?”

Oh. Yes. The safeword.

“I’m spicy, Daddy,” she whispered.

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