Page 15 of My Fantasy Daddies

At my touch, the face of my watch lit up, clueing me in to just how badly I’d fucked up.“Lia!”I yelped, patting around for my phone, even though I couldn’t remember picking it up back at the club.As far as I knew, it was still on the floor of that room with my dress and destroyed bodysuit.

“Easy, Esme,” Parker soothed, tightening his arms around me.“Your friend is fine.She’s safe.”

“How do you know that?Have you spoken to her?She’s told you in her own words that she’s okay?”I demanded, trying to push away from him.It was too dark to see him or anything else in the room, but I could feel everything.Including the heat of his body and the slick tip of his cock as it pushed against my bare ass.

Christ.

Any attempt to get free didn’t even budge him.I mostly clawed at his arms and chest, and not in the fun way I had been doing to him and his friends the night before.Somehow I ended up facing him, my nose pressed into his chest, so that every breath I took was full of him.All the possible positions I had been placed in to learn to fight off potential threats had not prepared me to be in bed with a naked man three times bigger than me.

But if I was honest, I might not have fought nearly as hard as Astro or Otto had taught me to.

A person should always be honest, especially to themselves.Sometimes, however, I didn’t listen.

“I haven’t personally spoken to her, no.But Benson talked to Trevor early this morning.Lia is still sound asleep.”His voice was calm, his fingers brushing over my skin like a flame lighting every nerve ending he brushed over.

Goose bumps popped up along my entire body, my breath hitching when he slid the palm of his hand down my back and over my bare ass before squeezing.His cock slid between my legs, pressing against my soaked slit.

“That sweet pussy is getting all worked up for me.How am I supposed to keep my head straight and not sink into you right now, little one?”He brushed his nose over mine, his lips lightly caressing my cheek.

“You didn’t have a problem holding back last night,” I snapped, right before the doorbell chime rang through the room.

Perfect timing.

I wasn’t surprised my guards had arrived so quickly.Given the tracker in my watch, they’d probably followed us from the club and then stayed in the SUV all night.Astro and Otto’s job might be primarily keeping my sister and me from killing each other, but there were other dangers in the world our parents worried about.Our guards were paid extremely well to ensure the safety of the Barbier heirs.

Hearing the doorbell didn’t give Parker a moment of pause.His fingers squeezed harder before dipping into the split of my cheeks and circling the only virgin hole I still had.Realization that Parker was responsible for so many of my firsts flooded through me.

First kiss.

First dick inside me.

Malcolm had given me my first starbursting orgasm.

What first would Benson lay claim to?

Pushing that thought away, I reminded myself that our one night was over.They’d wasted it by not fucking me into a coma.All those orgasms before they got weird over a little blood on Parker’s cock hadn’t been enough for me, but I’d only allowed myself one night with my fantasy daddies.I wouldn’t make the mistake of allowing this to go further than that.

But fuck, I loved the way his fingers flexed and curled and teased me.I loved breathing in his scent.Loved hearing how hard his heart pounded without having to press my ear to his chest.

Another chime of the doorbell.This time, longer, insistent.One of my guards must have been holding it down.I could imagine the two of them on the front steps, their suits and communication devices making them look like secret service.Technically, they were.

It was difficult to think about Astro and Otto when the tip of Parker’s cock pushed at my entrance.An ache began to pulse in my clit.I wanted him inside me again.Just one more time before I had to walk away.

Another blare of the doorbell, three sharp rings back-to-back-to-back before being abruptly cut off.

Parker nipped my bottom lip, before soothing the sting with his tongue.His voice was like the deep purr of the panther I’d likened him to.“You’re so wet, little love.I want you so badly, I physically hurt.But I tore you last night, Esme.I will never take my own pleasure at the expense of your pain.That’s too high a price to pay.”

I wanted to believe that.Wanted to believe him.He’d been so close to the edge the night before.On the brink of spilling his come for me.Did he care so much about me that he was able to stop just to spare me whatever pain he thought I might have been in?

Or had my innocence been too much of a turn-off?

Experience was what men like him and his friends wanted.It was why they went to clubs like Inferno.For wild fucks with partners who knew what they liked, wanted, needed.

Before I could think through all the jumbled thoughts in my head, Parker rolled me to my back, hiking one of my thighs high over his hip.Opening me.Spreading me.His hips rocked forward, his long, thick shaft pushing through my lips and teasing a whimper from me.

“No cock inside this perfect little body until you are healed, precious baby.”He skimmed a kiss over my collarbone, his prickly cheek chafing my skin.“Until then, you’re going to stop thinking whatever it is that is filling your head with noise and let us spoil our little treasure.”

“I-I am?”I moaned, arching my hips up in search of more of the pleasure that was setting off little explosions deep inside my body.

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