Page 85 of Grump Daddy's Baby

Molly reaches for my face, her skin flushed and glowing with lust. “I’m so happy I went to that bar that night.”

My lips curl as I press a chaste kiss to her lips. “Same, baby. Same.”

Molly chases my mouth and we begin making out like horny teenagers, hurrying to find our release like one of our parents is about to come home and find us.

My girl doesn’t stop panting and moaning into my mouth, only turning me on more and making me want to give more.

I’m never going to get enough of her.

Ever.

I’m so consumed by how she makes me feel and how I feel inside her that it’s almost terrifying.

But this is Molly.

She’s loyal to a fault and loving by nature. I’m one lucky son of a bitch to have gone on a blind date just to end up with someone else who fits me.

“Kai,” she whimpers as I slide my tongue inside her mouth again. “I’m going to come.”

“Fuck, yes, baby,” I urge, pounding into her harder and making my head spin. “Milk my cock and give me what I want.”

Molly clutches onto the back of my head to keep me close to her and that’s when she grinds against me and moans out my name over and over again, to which I come violently.

My body shakes as she takes every ounce of me, sinking me into a blissful state of oblivion, and I’m more than totally fucked with this woman.

I think I’m in love with her.

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And the girls are ruthless when it comes to sitting still and waiting for Kai to get to the dinner table—it’s their favorite meal and they’ve been picking at their plates for the last ten minutes while we wait for him.

“Bria,” I scold lightly as she plucks another noodle from her plate. “We gotta wait for your daddy.”

She slices her blue eyes to me and they quickly turns into slits. I swear to God, she is her father in female form with her no-bullshit attitude and impatience. “He’s never gonna get in here.”

I fight back the roll of my eyes and push my chair back, knowing that neither of the girls are going to last another ten minutes waiting for their father. “Alright, go ahead. If your daddy gets his feelings hurt because you two didn’t want to wait for him, maybe he’ll understand.”

Bria frowns and promptly drops her noodle onto her plate. Her love for her father has been evident since the first day I waltzed into this house and started my new job.

“I’ll be right back,” I tell them, striding for the door leading out to the backyard where Kai has been working on something.

I step out onto the stone step to see that Kai is under the hood ofmyJeep, tinkering around with something, and now I’m frowning.

“Kai Wolfe, what in the world are you doing?”

He casually glances over his shoulder at me, his thick arm stretched into my engine as though he got his hand stuck in the cookie jar. “You need a new car.”

My brows clench because I don’t. In fact, I love my Jeep. It’s never let me down before and I like running over puddles with it. It makes me feel adventurous.

“Why?”

He looks back at what he was working on. “You need something that’s big enough for the kids, and my big ass is not fitting in this thing.”

“Who said anything about your big ass needing to fit into anything?”

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