Page 24 of Razor
Razor’s warm lips touched hers softly. “Sleep tight, sweetheart.” She tumbled into slumber, not even hearing the bedroom door click closed.
Waking up in the middle of a dream about lasagna made Honey squeeze her eyes shut. She’d raised the fork to her mouth to savor the first taste when a small sound disturbed her.
“Hey, Little girl. Are you ready for dinner?”
She twisted toward the door to stare at the handsome man framed in the doorway. “Razor?”
“I hope no one else is here cooking you dinner regularly,” he said with a smile, walking toward her. “No, I take that back. I’d love to know you have a meal service that keeps you fed.”
“What? A meal service?” she repeated groggily, trying to follow his meaning.
“Sorry, sweetheart. That was a lot to take in when you’re sleepy.” Razor sat on the bed before stretching out behind her, drawing Honey to his chest. He pressed a kiss on her hair and began stroking his hand gently over her back to soothe her.
Melting into his warmth, Honey relaxed against him. Being in his arms was heavenly. “I hate waking up,” she admitted. “That’s why I don’t sleep during the day.”
“Naps are important for Little girls,” Razor stated firmly, before saying, “Thank you for telling me. I’ll work on gentle ways to help you.”
“Okay.” That earned her another kiss.
As the sleepiness cleared from her brain, his words registered. “Are you going to be around to make me rest?”
“Yes.”
His simple answer underlined his intention to be in her life more than any earth-shattering vow. Honey tilted her head to meet his gaze. “What’s going on here, Razor?”
“Are you asking what my intentions are?” he asked.
She loved how the corners of his mouth curled up in a delighted smile. He is so handsome. Honey forced herself to concentrate and not get distracted. “Yes.”
“I intend to show you I’m the Daddy you want and need.”
She squashed the instant excitement that flared inside her heart and mind, trying to avoid getting hurt. “How are you going to do that?”
“I’m going to stick around and prove to you I can be counted on for fun times and challenging ones. But first, how about if we explore the benefits of taking a nap?”
She looked at him in confusion. “The benefits?”
“How’s your exhaustion?”
“Better,” she admitted, shrugging. She always recovered after resting. The aftermath of sleeping in the middle of the day caused her to avoid them. The haze of dozing hung over for hours, making it hard to fall back to sleep and stay snoozing until her alarm rang.
“I’m glad.” Razor cupped her face and tilted her lips up to meet his. Honey loved light, sweet kisses—but the deeper one that followed made her wiggle closer. And the one after that? She pushed the covers separating their bodies on the bed.
“Mmmm,” she hummed.
Razor lifted his mouth long enough to reach over his shoulder and rip his T-shirt over his head. She gasped when his fingers tangled in her hair, pulling it firmly. He recaptured her lips and slid inside to taste her. The sensuous seduction of his tongue wiped all thoughts from her mind other than, more, please.
She curled her fingers around his broad shoulders, holding on. His kisses did things to her inside—swirling temptation and desire until she held her breath, waiting to see if anything better would follow. Razor trailed his fingers along her shoulder and across her collarbone. She clung to him to hold him close when he lifted his lips.
“Shhh, Little one. I’m not going anywhere,” Razor reassured her before pressing a trail of kisses down her throat. When he closed his teeth over that sensitive spot where her shoulder and neck met, a needy groan burst from her lips. “Let’s see if I find another spot you enjoy Daddy’s lips.”
Nodding eagerly, Honey held her breath. It couldn’t get better than this, could it?
Razor’s hands guided her to the mattress as his captivating mouth caressed a path between her breasts. The stubble rubbed over her skin, making her hyperaware of his touch. He shifted slightly, brushing a line to her nipple. She inhaled roughly as he wrapped his lips around her taut peak.
Honey arched her back, thrusting her breast closer to him. As a reward for her eagerness, he lashed his tongue over her sensitive bud. She thrust her fingers through his short, thick hair to hold him to her when he sucked her nipple firmly inside the warmth of his mouth.
She squirmed with excitement when he repeated the caresses on her other breast. The combination of his lips exploring her curves and the friction of his whiskers sent a wave of sensations through her. Honey had experienced nothing like this. Razor was completely in tune with what turned her on.
