Page 79 of Rayna's Daddy

“Do you want to go?”

I shook my head back and forth slowly. I should go, but I really didn’t want to. “Nope.”

“Rayna, sit up for me.” He scooted me close to him. “I need you to listen for just a minute.”

“Okay.” I signed and nodded.

“You are so damn adorable.” He kissed my lips. “How did I get so lucky to find you?”

I shrugged. “My pesky shoelace, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember.” He pushed a stray hair behind my ear. “After my meeting, it’s going to be you and me.”

“Promise?” I kissed him back.

“Promise.” He cradled my head like I was his precious doll.

“Daddy?”

He tilted his head.

I opened my mouth, but he stopped me.

“I’m in charge, little girl.” His thumb ran along my lips. “Trust me?”

I did trust him. I had so much going on in my head and couldn’t concentrate on any of it. I had never been able to let go and let someone else take charge. No one had wanted to take complete control. Kyler and I were made for each other.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” He asked.

“Yes, sexy Daddy.” I batted my eyes.

“Sexy Daddy?”

“Uh huh.”

“Too adorable.” He leaned in, but I avoided his kisses.

“Not too adorable.” I slid onto his lap and straddled him. “Adorable enough.” I wiggled my ass.

He chuckled. His grey eyes danced. He reached between us and cupped my pussy. “Is my little girl needy this morning? What do you need?”

“You know?” I wiggled more but couldn’t get any good friction. Was this as much torture for him as it was for me? His bulge strained against his sweatpants. I ran my hand over his cheek and looked down.

“I’ve fed you, gave you chocolate coffee with copious amounts of whipped cream, and told you the plan for the day.” He teased me. “What else could you possibly need?”

“Your cock, Daddy.” I blurted it out and slapped my hand over my mouth.

Kyler laughed. “Thank you, baby, for telling me what you need.”

I giggled, too. I reached for him, but he stopped my hand.

“In the shower.” He slapped my butt and guided me off his lap and to stand between his legs. He reached up and slid his fingers in the seam of my panties and slid them down my legs to my knee. They dropped the rest of the way on their own. He pinched my nipples through my thin tank top before pushing it up and over my head. He pulled me to him and laid small kisses across the rise of my breast. I squeezed my thighs together.

His teeth clamped onto my left nipple.

“Dadddddyyyyy.” I whined. “Ouch.”

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