Page 126 of Don't Call Me Daddy
I tilt her chin up. “Hey, baby girl, don’t worry. I promise we’re going to figure it out. I’ll have you on the first flight out in the morning. I promise you’re not going to miss your first day even if it means I have to buy a commercial airline and schedule the flight myself. I’ll do whatever it takes to get you there—that is a promise.”
She bites her lip and sighs as tears fill her eyes. I swipe a fallen tear from her cheek with my thumb, and it kills me to see her so emotional, but I stay quiet and give her time to compose her thoughts.
“It’s not that,” she says through sniffles. “It’s just … a lot … and I feel like I’m being torn between two really good things. And I don’t know what to do because my heart wants both of them … and then I feel guilty for even questioning my sister’s list when she’s the reason for all of this.” She opens her arms wide, then wipes her tears with the back of her hand. “I’m so confused, and I don’t feel ready, and that list is just another reminder that thereisa choice to be made.”
She sniffles. Miss Scarlett offers her a tissue with a gentle pat on the shoulder, and then she’s gone just as quickly as she appeared.
Ivy blows her nose and laughs because it’s exactly like Miss Scarlett to eavesdrop just enough to be helpful before leaving to give us privacy.
“You know I’m here for you, right? I’m here to support you however you need it. I’m so fucking proud of you.”
She nods, dabbing away the last of her tears. “I know.”
I nudge her with my arm. “Why don’t we go home so you can get some rest, and then I’ll help you figure this out? We still have a little time, and there’s nothing we can do about it tonight. Let me draw you a bubble bath and make some calls.”
“What about all of this? We still need to clean things up. There’s so much that needs to be done. I don’t want to leave all this work for everyone else?—”
Miss Scarlett pops out of nowhere, placing a hand on Ivy’s shoulder. “Honey, we’ve got it. Please, for the love of God, listen to this seasoned woman’s advice. When a handsome man offers to draw you a bubble bath and fawn over you, you take it.” She whistles with her fingers, commanding everyone’s attention. “All right, everyone, you know the drill. Let’s get this cleaned up. We don’t want to be here all night.”
Without missing a beat, everyone jumps into action—breaking down tables, offering to pack up supplies. No arguing, just pitching in to help. The sight warms my heart. It’s not that I ever doubted they’d pull through to help—hell, I’ve seen this modeled for me my whole life—but it still never gets old.
I tug Ivy’s hand and pull her toward me. “See, there’s nothing to worry about. Let me take care of you for one more night.”
“Okay,” she says, sounding so meek and defeated and nothing like the spunky firecracker I’ve grown to love.
Looks like I’ve got my work cut out for me tonight.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Leo
“There you go, baby. Why don’t you soak in here and I’ll go make some calls?” I turn around to find her standing there, completely naked, those big eyes staring right through me, and the sight nearly knocks me down.
She steps into the tub, slowly lowering herself, and she’s already scooting forward to make room for me. I don’t hesitate before sliding in behind her, sighing as the hot, sudsy water laps up around me, and my skin slowly adjusts to the temperature. My aching muscles relax as the stress of the day melts away, and for a moment, nothing else exists.
Ivy leans against my chest and lets out a little sigh, and I have a feeling she’s thinking the same thing. Good. She deserves to relax after the stressful day she had. I’ve got all night to figure out a game plan, but right now, I’ve got her naked in my arms, and I’d be a fool to waste this moment.
I squirt some soap on a loofah and massage her shoulders, stealing touches of her soft skin as I wash my way down her body. She moans, tilting her head to the side to give me betteraccess, and by the time I make it to her legs, I can’t keep my composure any longer. I toss the loofah to the side and trace my fingertips over her delicate curves.
Fuck, I’m going to miss this.
She lets out an exhale as she wiggles her ass against me and parts her thighs to give me more access. My cock grows impossibly harder as I brush my fingers along her slick center, feeling how wet she is, how responsive her body is to my touch.
I slide a thumb over her clit, and she sucks in a gasp, her perky tits bouncing above the bubbles as she writhes around, clearly needing this release just as badly as I do. I squeeze one of her breasts in my palm as I tease her tight entrance.
“Fuck, baby girl, you’re already so wet,” I whisper as I kiss her neck, loving how her slick body feels, rubbing against my cock.
We’re both so desperate for a release.
I slide two fingers inside of her tight pussy as her slick, soapy body wiggles against me, and I play with her nipple. She lets out the sexiest little mewl of pleasure as her head falls back on my shoulder and spreads her legs wider. I feel her muscles start to tense, and I know she’s close, so I keep my pace, deepening my strokes as I fuck her with my fingers.
“Oh God. Yes. Yes, Leo. I’m … I’m …”
“Come for me, baby girl. Come all over my fingers like Daddy’s good little slut,” I whisper as I kiss and suck her neck, knowing she’ll be wearing my marks tomorrow.
Her pussy spasms around my fingers as she squirms and moans, and I drink in the view of her gorgeous body that fits so perfectly around my own. It’s almost too much to bear, and my cock strains, painfully erect just from the sight, from knowing I’m the reason for her flushed cheeks and her racing heart that’s beating in rhythm with my own.
I’ve never felt so alive, so connected to another person, and all I want is to bury myself so deep inside her that our souls intertwine so I can feel her with me, no matter how many miles separate us. I can’t stand the thought of her leaving, but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if she gave up her dream for me either. I love her so fucking much that I’d rather lose her than see her choose me over herself. She’s spent her whole life putting everyone’s emotional needs and happiness above her own. It’s time for Ivy to follow her heart … even if it means breaking mine.
