Page 22 of Gangster Daddy's Girl

It would have been easy for him to do nothing. He could have walked away and let Rico do whatever he wanted with me. He could have judged that his empire was far more valuable and important to him than I am. It’s what I would have expected from any man in his position. But he put himself in harm’s way to save me. He risked his entire empire for me. He risked his life for me. Maybe I’m a fool, maybe I’m naïve, or maybe I’m just caught up in my feelings, but that matters. That means something to me.

He slips his arm around my shoulders and pulls me to him as I lay my head on his chest. The adrenaline is finally starting to ebb, and despite a hundred small aches and pains, I find myself smiling. I’ve never felt more cared about in my entire life. More than that, I’ve never felt safer.

It’s a thought that rings through my mind as exhaustion takes over, pulling me into the warm, comforting depths of sleep only found by those who are truly loved.

17

TYSON

After she’d dozed off on the couch, I carried Tabitha to the bedroom and put her under the covers. After her ordeal, she needed some sleep. I’m actually shocked she’s taking everything that happened as well as she has. I honestly thought she was going to be a wreck and possibly in dire need of therapy after watching Marco vaporize Dawson’s head. And while she’s freaked out about it, she’s taken it all in stride. Her strength and resilience are just a couple more things on the growing list of things that have impressed me about Tabitha. She’s truly remarkable.

Deciding not to wake her when I woke up, I slip into the shower and stand beneath the cascade of hot water, letting it sluice away the tension and fear I carried all night. Steam billows around me as I run my hands through my hair and revel in the warmth. A pair of arms slip around my waist from behind, and I feel Tabitha’s soft, curvy body pressed to mine. I close my eyes and smile for a moment, enjoying the feeling. But then I turn around and pull her close to me.

“Good morning,” I say.

She puts her finger to my lips again, and with a sultry gleam in her sparkling green eyes, she reaches down and grabs hold of my cock. I groan softly as she pumps it in her small fist, getting me hard in an instant. Leaning down, I kiss her. She slides her tongue past my teeth, rolling it around mine languidly, passionately. I press her to the wall as our kiss grows hotter, more intense. Tabitha grips me even harder, jerking me off with a frenzied passion that takes my breath away.

Tabitha wraps her legs around my waist as I pick her up and keep her pressed against the warm tiles of the shower wall. I position the head of my cock against the slick folds of her sex and hold her gaze when I slide myself into her. Her full lips part, and she gasps as her face flushes. She slides her hands around the back of my neck, holding on tight as I move myself within her. The friction of my shaft sliding along the tight inner walls of her sex has me seeing stars.

She leans down, her full lips brushing my ear making me shudder, then plants a line of kisses down my neck before finding my mouth again. Our tongues roll and swirl around one another, matching the slow, sinuous rhythm of our bodies. Pulling back, I look Tabitha in the eye, the sweet innocence I see in her face fueling my desire and getting me harder than I’ve ever been.

Perhaps after coming so close to death last night, this life-affirming act, this bond of emotion we’re sharing, has made every touch and every movement all the more intense. There’s an urgency between us I haven’t felt before. I can’t say for sure what it is. All I know is that my every nerve ending feels like it’s crackling with electricity. As good as being inside of her feels, with our gazes locked as tight as our bodies, it’s taken the passion inside me to a whole new level.

“Yes, Daddy. God, yes,” she says with a full-body shudder.

Tabitha closes her eyes and leans her head back against the tile, her grip on me tightening as I bury my cock to the hilt inside of her. My heart is pounding in my chest, and my legs are starting to shake as I feel myself building to the inevitable crescendo. Her depths are so tight and so warm, I have a hard time staving it off, even though I want to prolong the moment as long as I can.

“Don’t hold back,” she whispers, her lips sensuously brushing my ear. “Let go, Daddy.”

Our bodies pressed together, joined together, our flesh made one, I stare into the bottomless well of Tabitha’s eyes and feel the emotion swelling within me. It’s then that I realize what it is that’s made our sex so much more intense this time. It’s love. As I drive myself into her once more, Tabitha clenches her inner muscles, making her grip on my cock impossibly tight. As my skin tingles with a sensation like ten thousand electric jolts, I feel myself letting go.

I press my forehead to hers, holding Tabitha’s gaze as I topple over the edge and into bliss. Her eyes grow comically wide, and her mouth falls open as she joins me in ecstasy. Together, we ride the currents of our orgasms. We cling together, spent, as the hot water rains down on us from above, wreathed in thick tendrils of steam. Through it all, I can see her eyes sparkling like stars in the sky above.

“I love you, Tabitha.”

Tears well in her eyes but radiate with joy. “I love you too, Daddy.”

EPILOGUE

TABITHA

Two Years Later

“We did it!” I cry.

Izzy throws her arms around me. “We did it!”

As the ceremony breaks up, I grab Izzy’s hand and pull her through the crowd, finding Tyson standing off to the side. The light of pride in his eyes as he looks at me fills my heart with utter joy. He gives Izzy a congratulatory hug, then turns and sweeps me off my feet, spinning me around and making me squeal.

“I am so proud of you,” he says, setting me back down.

“I couldn’t have made it through this without you.”

He shakes his head. “I think you made it through despite me.”

“No way. Who else was there to do all those late-night cram sessions with us?”

“She’s got you there,” Izzy says.

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