“I’m sorry I was cross with you yesterday,” he says against my hair. “It was both our faults for taking that risk. But you were correct; I’m a grown man and I can and should take responsibility for my own actions.” He presses a kiss to my hair. “But you are extremely tempting…” I almost purr at that. “I try my best.” He lets out a soft groan as I graze my hand over the front of his jeans. “Did you wear it?” he whispers. “Yes, daddy.” Another groan. “Show me,” he says, and I do.

