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Gripping her wrists, I flip our positions, pinning Maddie on her back, hands secured over her head. “Naughty Girl.”
Irresistible. Literally irresistible. I drop my hips. I won’t fuck her. But I never promised myself I wouldn’t torture us both a little.
“Did you spread your legs for me, Baby Doll?”
“Please what?” “Please, Daddy.” My brain screeches to a halt. Daddy? Then my mind rockets right past reason.
“Fuck.” I bite out the word. Why was that so hot? Why was her calling me Daddy so fucking hot?!
I’m crying because I’m a big giant baby who doesn’t know how to make a man stay
with her. And who also doesn’t handle rejection well. Two things that don’t go well together.
“I’m just having a bit of a pity party. You’re welcome to join in the festivities if you want.”
If my life was The Truman Show the audience would be yelling and groaning as I pick up the hoodie and slowly put my arms through the sleeves. And when I zip it up to the chin and bring the material up over my nose to take another inhale of his scent, they’d probably start throwing rotten fruit.
And if this thing works out between us, we’ll have to decide if you should call me mom or sister because I call Axel Daddy, too.”
I’m about to tear my eyes away, when – with her now free hands – she pushes her sleeves up her arms.
My eyes narrow. Is that…?
Including the familiar black hoodie hanging down to her knees. A smile pulls across my own lips as my cock swells with caveman satisfaction. This one choice has sealed her fate.
Oh Maddie, you shouldn’t have worn my sweatshirt. There are consequences for your actions, Baby Doll. And you’re about to find out what happens to naughty girls who misbehave.
“The gentleman at the bar sent this over to you,” she states. I’m about to ask what she’s talking about, but she’s already lowering a steaming white mug down to the table. What-
I watch as she sets it on the surface directly in front of me. Coffee? My mouth goes dry. Is…? Could it be…?
Right freaking here. Standing in front of me. Looking me straight in the eyes. “Baby Doll.” His gravel filled voice is just as perfect as I remember. “Axel.” I breathe out his name.
“You need a man.” Axel inhales through his nose, his huge chest expanding further with the action. “You need me.”
“You thought what, Maddie?”
“You feel safe with me.”
“You fed me.”
“You made yourself come by rubbing that hot little slit ...
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My pulse kicks up another notch and then I hear his ragged inhale before he says a sentence that wrecks me. “You fucking hugged me.” My eyes sting. My throat feels tight. Axel says it like me hugging him was monumental. And my heart clenches, because it was monumental for me too.
“And I want more. Of everything.”
“Tell me you feel this too.”
“I feel it, too.”
“And I want to do more than… rub myself… all over your dick.”
“Fuck, Baby.”
“I’ll give you more. I’ll give you whatever the fuck you want.” His cock digs
“I’ll give you whatever you can f...
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“Don’t ar-”
“You can always argue with me. I won’t get mad. But right now, about this, I’m not changing my mind. I’m not letting you out of
my sight.” His thumbs brush over my cheeks. “Not until I’ve gotten you home and buried myself ...
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“You remembered,” I whisper. The fact that he remembered I don’t like to argue floors me more than his dirty words do.
I feel my eyes start to shimmer. “I can’t believe you remembered.” “I remember every word you said.” He says it so simply. So matter of fact. And that’s all the convincing I need.
“I want to
kiss you.”
“I won’t stop. And I’m not gonna have our first time be in a bar bathroom.”
“Better drive fast then.”
“Naughty Girl,”
“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about stretching
your pretty cheeks while your lips wrap, just like that, around my cock.”
Oh. My. Fucking. God. I’m dead. I’ve literally died and gone to what-kink-is-this heaven.
That dick is gonna rip me in half.
Jesus Monster-Dick Christ. I can’t decide if I’m excited or terrified.
“I want you.”
“How bad?”
“...
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“You can do better than that.” I slide in half an inch more and she moans, her eyelids fluttering. “Beg me for it, Baby Doll.” “Please, I want it!” Her hands reach for me. “Please, Daddy!”
It’s our first kiss since I left this bed one week ago, and she melts beneath me. Our mouths move together like we’ve done this a million times. Like we do this every day.
