Page 29 of Detective Daddy Next Door

"Hi, Ellie," Bria says.

Ellie looks at me with unsure eyes. "Is she your friend, Daddy?"

I nod. "Yes, she is."

She looks at Bria and says a low hi.

Ellie is a smart kid, and I know she's cold because she's seen us scream at each other before, but she'll come around.

"Do you like pickles?" she asks Bria unexpectedly.

"Oh, yes. I love pickles."

"My teacher says they’re rich in fiber. Is that true?"

Bria nods. "Very true. Your teacher is very intelligent."

Ellie laughs. "She is. She knows everything."

Bria laughs too. "Wow. That’s amazing.”

When we're finished eating, Garcelle comes out to get Ellie.

"Bye, Bria. Hope to see you again," Ellie says, surprising me.

"I hope to see you again too. Sleep well, okay? Goodnight."

Bria lets out a huge breath after. "I thought she'd hate me forever."

"You screamed at her daddy. You're lucky she let it go." I pat my lap. “Come.”

“What if Ellie comes back out?”

“She won’t. Or do you want to go to my room?”

She nods and I get off the chair to take her hand.

I close my bedroom door gently. We had not planned for her to spend the night, but it’s looking like that’s what’s going to happen. I put one finger under her chin and make her look at me.

“You’re beautiful. I wish I could draw just so I could spend hours on your face.”

She flushes and blinks at me. I know we’ve fucked a couple of times, but tonight I intend to make love to her. I intend to slow down and take in every second we spend together. I trail two fingers down the right side of her face and make the fingers crawl to the back of her head. I pull her closer by the back of her neck and tease her lips with mine. I take the upper one in first, then move to the lower one. Then I pull away to look at her, but I don’t pull away too much; we’re only a few inches away from each other. My hand is still behind her neck. She’s breathing hard, her fresh breath grazing my face.

I pull away completely and take off all of my clothes. When I’m done, I take off all of hers. We’re naked. I put one arm around her and reach for her succulent ass, pulling her close to me again. And this time I don’t let her go. I lift her off the floor and wrap her legs around my waist as I move us toward the bed.

I lay her down gently. She looks up at me lovingly. The look would have freaked me out just weeks ago because I was scared of getting in too deep with any woman, but today, I love it. I love the way she’s looking at me. I love the way her fingers feel traveling down my chest. I love it all. I lean forward and she wraps her arms around me. Then I drive my cock into her wet pussy, but this time I’m gentle.

Later, she’s lying on me, her hair splashed over my chest.

"So, what's your story?" I question.

"My story?" she says, running her fingers down my sweaty chest.

"Why are you single?"

"I swore off men. Well, not really. I just don't think I can handle another heartbreak."

"Who broke your heart?"

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