Page 15 of The Hottest Daddy
Tears pricked Sunday’s eyes. “I know, sweetheart. I’m so sorry.”
“I was sad, but Daddy told me that Mommy will always be on my shoulder. Like an angel.” She patted her shoulder. “So, when I am lonely, I can touch just here and Mommy will be holding my hand, even if I can’t see her.” Berry looked past Sunday’s own shoulder and smiled. “Isn’t that right, Daddy?”
“That’s right, sweetheart.”
Sunday felt a jolt of electricity as she turned and finally saw the man who had hired her all those months ago, knowing even before she saw him that that they had indeed already met.
She turned to look into the brilliant, beautiful green eyes of River Giotto—the man who had made love to her that wonderful, unbelievable night.
She worked hard to keep her cool, even shaking his hand as if they hadn’t been naked with each other. Somehow, she got through breakfast and when she went to retrieve her clothes, she somehow knew he would follow her.
As she bent down to grab her jeans, she felt his arms slide around her waist. For a second, she was tempted to shove him away, to be angry at him for not revealing who he was, but the second his lips pressed against her neck, she was lost. She turned in his arms and gazed up at him. God, he was beautiful. His eyes were tired, though, and full of sadness and she couldn’t help but smooth the lines at the corner of his eyes.
“Hi,” she whispered.
“Hello again,” he said back and then his lips were against hers. The kiss went on and on until they had to break away to breathe.
“I’m sorry. I should have told you who I was that night.”
She shook her head. “It’s okay. It was a perfect night.”
“For me, too. But I couldn’t bring myself to come see you here. I don’t know why. Perhaps it has something to do with my dad’s journals. I tried to separate you from your work, I guess.” He stroked the back of his fingers down her face. “I wanted you the moment I saw you, Sunday Kemp. You fit in here so well, I knew it must be fate. But then … Berry and her mom.”
“I’m so sorry about Lindsey. It must have been so hard for you.”
“Worse for her, and Berry. But at least she got to go on her own terms, with her family around her.” He looked exhausted and Sunday wrapped her arms around his head. He rested it on her shoulder. “When I came home last night and saw you asleep on this couch …”
“Where did you sleep?”
“Here.”
She made him look at her. “You should have stayed with me.”
He smiled softly. “I didn’t want to presume.” He drew his hand down her side, making her shiver with pleasure. He pushed the robe from her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered and dropped to his knees, burying his face in her belly.
Sunday felt his tongue trace a circle around her navel and dip deep into it. His lips trailed down her belly, then his hands were parting her legs and his mouth found her sex. She gasped as his tongue lashed around her clit and moaned softly as his fingers kneaded the soft flesh of her inner thighs.
She stroked his dark curls as he pleasured her and when she was panting and coming, he stood and swept her onto the couch. He pulled a condom from the back of his jeans, making her giggle at his mischievous look. “So well prepared.”
He kissed her as he hurriedly rolled the condom down his straining cock, then Sunday wrapped her legs around him as he entered her, his thick cock burying itself deep inside her.
Their eyes locked. “God, I want you so badly,” he almost growled as they began to move together. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since that night.”
Sunday smiled up at him. “Me either. Damn it, River Giotto … what took you so long?”
He chuckled but then neither of them spoke as the intensity built between them and they could only gasp each other’s names as they reached their climax.
Afterward, he helped her dress, stopping to kiss every few moments. River ran his hand through his hair and laughed a little self-consciously. “So,” he said, “welcome to the business.”
They both laughed. “I’m sure we’ve just broken every workplace law there is,” Sunday said. Her body was still tingling from making love to this man, but she couldn’t care less. He was so different from how she had imagined him, yet she could see the pain in his eyes.
She placed her hand on his cheek. “I know we don’t know each other yet, but I want you to know. I’m in this. I’ll help out however I’m able, especially with Berry, and I don’t mean that I expect anything from you. I just want you to know you don’t have to do this alone.”
River smiled. “You really are very sweet, my darling. I admit, I’m just taking each day as it comes.” He stroked her face. “And I’m looking forward to getting to know you, the right way. Again, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you who I was that night in the diner. I just … wanted you.”
“Don’t apologize for that,” Sunday chuckled, slipping her T-shirt over her head. She tugged her long hair out, letting it fall in messy waves around her. River was looking at her with desire in his eyes.
“God, you’re beautiful.” He drew her into his arms again and his lips found hers. God, he was intoxicating, but eventually Sunday drew away.
