Page 14 of Guardian Daddy's Girl
“Baby,” he kisses the top of my head, before releasing me and going back to packing. “Every damned thing you do blows my mind.”
I head back to the living room and leave Rex to work. If I stay around any longer, one of us is bound to make a move … oh, who am I kidding? It’s gonna be me, trying to get into his jeans. I start flicking through the channels on TV, but there really isn’t anything interesting on. I guess TV can’t really compare to the man hovering around my kitchen.
“There we go,” Rex says, stepping out of the kitchen. “All done with the packing.”
“You know you didn’t have to do it, right?” I ask. Rex falls into the chair next to me and swings his arm over my shoulders. “But thank you.”
“You’re most welcome,” he says, snuggling into my side. “Have anything planned until tonight?”
“This,” I say, waving the remote with lackluster flair. “What about you?”
He scans his watch and sighs. “Guess there’s still too many hours in the day to burn. I should get back to the office and sort some shit out.”
“Anything interesting happening these days?” I ask.
“Not really. Mostly paperwork,” he groans. “But someone’s gotta do it.”
“Isn’t that why you’ve got employees? To do the stuff you don’t want to do.” I kick my feet over his lap, in an attempt to sway him to stay here instead. I bet if I was wearing the green dress from the store, and more skin was exposed, it would work, too.
“Yes, but it’stheirpaperwork I need to check. One of the worst perks of being the boss. Can’t trust anyone to do their damn jobs right.” He’s smiling too wide for this to be a serious topic.
“Can I ask you something before you go?” I dig my legs into him and tug him closer to me.
“Anything,” he says, brushing my cheek with his thumb.
“It’s along the lines of what we did earlier,” I start to gauge his reaction.
Apart from a rising brow and a devious smile, he doesn’t do or say anything to stop my question.
“Okay?”
“Did you enjoy it? I mean, since we didn’t do anything to you,foryou.” I’ve been curious about it since we left the mall. Though I may be a virgin, I’m still a woman with needs. I’ve watched enough porn to know what those situations call for.
And while a lot of what you see in porn might be smoke and mirrors, I can’t imagine how bad it must be to be so horny and get no relief at all. Not even a touch.
“Hailey, it was fucking amazing.” He looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Not all satisfaction has to be physical. Holding you, feeling you, seeing you, tasting you. I didn’t need for you to touch me, to have my mind blown. But don’t think that’s going to stop me next time.”
“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear,” chills rush through my body, turning my voice low and husky. “Do you have any idea what it’s gonna be like? I’ve read stuff, but … ”
“I won’t lie to you, Hailey,” he uses his hand on my shoulder to turn my gaze toward his. “I can’t tell you what it’s going to feel like, seeing as I don’t have the parts, it’s going to hurt, maybe, not sure how much, but I know it won’t last long. And once you’re past the worst of it, you’re going to be flooded with the greatest pleasure you’ve ever experienced in your life.”
His answer makes me nervous. Like porn, I’ve done enough online searching about a woman’s first time to have an idea of what to expect. But the furthest I’ve ever made it is two fingers inside myself. And well,nada!
And my two fingers together, are tiny compared to the enormous piece of meat dangling between Rex’s legs. Even now, I feelit against my legs. Girthy and twitching against every subtle motion I make.
I can’t imagine how it’s going to fit inside me.
“We’ll take it slow,” Rex says, when I don’t reply. “Go at your pace. If it’s too much, we’ll stop and try again some other time. It has to be special, Hailey. It has to be perfect. I want you to remember this for the rest of your life.”
God, is there anything this man isn’t good at? From making me drip with lust, to soothing me with a few simple words, he’s amazing at it.
“Sounds to me the faster we go, the sooner we’ll get to the good parts,” I say.
“That’s one way to look at it,” he chuckles. “But I want you to know, it’ll be your call.”
I crawl onto his lap and straddle his waist, facing him. “And you’re a mighty fine gentleman for doing so. But there’s no way in hell I’m letting this opportunity slip me by.”
“That’s my girl,” his hands instinctively move to my ass.
