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“How is it that I feel so safe with you and I don’t even know your name?” “Penn,” I say gruffly, hating how much I love her wrapped in my shirt. “Penn Holland.” “Penn Holland,” she repeats in a murmur. And to my horror, my balls get tight. Really, really fucking tight.
“I want to feel your safety all around me,” she whispers. “I want it to press me down and anchor me.” When I hesitate, she takes a deep breath. “Please, Penn? I’ve been floating. Come tie me down, just for a little while. Hold me.”
“What can you tell about me?” I ask, trailing my fingers up and down his heaving ribcage. “Can you tell that I’ve had to learn how to take care of myself, but…maybe I need someone to take over the job once in a while? So I can just be…a girl?”
“Ah, hell, baby. You’re looking for a big, mean Daddy to protect that A-list pussy, aren’t you?”
It seems that being a Daddy is about dominance and sex and care. A romantic kind of tenderness. Protection and fulfillment.
I close my eyes and remember the safety and strength of Penn’s arms around me, wrapping me in flannel and holding me to his massive chest. That felt like home. But I guess I was wrong. When I open my eyes again, Crotch Grabber has broken from the pack
You’re an actress. Act like you’re cool. I swallow a pinecone. “Well,” I say, striving for breezy. “Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, he walks into mine.” He stops in front of me, raising an eyebrow. Idiot. “I quote Casablanca when I’ve had too much caffeine.” He grunts. “You planning on being this fucking cute all night?”
“Am I off limits to everyone but you, Daddy?” His thick chest shudders up and down. “Don’t do this to me in public, baby.” “Only in private?” He swallows heavily, his hesitation plain. Play it cool. Don’t come on too strong again. “I was a little…overwrought earlier. My emotions were all over the place and I might have m-made you think I wanted something serious. Like a relationship.”
“You want me to bring you back to your frilly pink trailer and give you a spanking for trying to storm off on me?”
pushing the skirt up and burying my ugly face between the buns that have been personal trained within an inch of their life, baring my teeth and reveling there like an animal. And wouldn’t you know it? Her asshole smells like fucking candy. Jenna whimpers and drops her keys. “Pick them up,” I pant, knowing my demand comes with a risk.
“I’m going to be firm with you, Jenna. But I’m also going to treat you like a princess.”
“You’re so good, getting this wet for me.” I plant a knee on the couch behind her, drawing her hot, young ass backward into my lap. “If you weren’t a virgin, I’d slam you just like this. Deep and meaty.” I tilt my hips and roll them, yanking her tighter to me at the same time. “You’d have to replace the upholstery on this couch afterward, I’d drop so much filthy come between these golden thighs.”
I press my face between his pecs and inhale with gusto. “Thank goodness I left my phone back at the trailer. I’m sure Dustin is blowing it up right now.” “Why?” “Why?” I begin the slow journey of undoing the buttons on his flannel, starting beneath the notch in his throat. “I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but a six-foot-six lumberjack kidnapped me from a bar earlier this evening.” “Six foot seven,” he grumbles. “I stand corrected.”
“Go down and give it a kiss and watch me blow every which way.” “I want to suck,” I whine. His curse is ragged. “Two sucks. That’s it.” I jump up and down with excitement, and he looks near-death watching my breasts bounce, his hand jacking faster, his big feet shifting on the floor, a lump bobbing in his throat, as if something is coming. Instinctively, I hurry to my knees, taking over the job of milking him, though it takes my two hands, instead of one. “Oh, my goodness, Daddy, it looks so much bigger from down here.”
This time, instead of returning to the makeup trailer, I carry Jenna to her pink, designer one, trying with all my willpower to be gentle with my girl. Not easy to do when I want to throw her onto all fours in the dirt and fuck her like the sky is falling. Would you rather come in my mouth or pussy, Daddy?
“God almighty, Jenna, you blow my mind. It’s like you have no idea what a fucking treasure you are.” He shakes me, kisses me hard on the temple. “You are a treasure. You think moving to Los Angeles is a steep price to pay for a woman like you? I’d fight endless wars on the front lines for a chance to love you forever. I’d climb a million miles of barbed wire fences to watch the sunrise with you in my bed again. I’ve won, just by knowing you.
She’s gone. She blew in here, rearranged the geography of my heart, my soul, and left me bleeding out on the floor. Nothing looks the same.
