Page 40 of Still His

I pout and he chuckles, kissing me gently and helping me lower my legs to the bed.

“Fuck,” he grunts, falling onto the bed beside me and I wince as I roll onto my side. Yeah, my ass is definitely tender. “You okay?” He moves a piece of hair behind my ear before fully removing the cat ears off my head. I felt them basically falling off already but am way too tired to move.

“Perfect,” I whisper, a sleepy smile on my face as he kisses my nose.

“Be right back.” He gets up from the bed, but I’m too tired to open my eyes and see where he’s going.

I’m almost asleep when I feel the bed dip and something warm between my legs.

“Easy, baby. Just cleaning you up,” he whispers before tossing the cloth somewhere and maneuvering me until we are both laying under the blankets.

Pulling me into his arms, he kisses my head and sighs.

“I love you, Cat. I’m never letting you go.”

I smile against his chest. “Love you, too, Daddy,” I whisper before drifting off to sleep.