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She gripped his shoulders, wiggling her hips to adjust to the intrusion as he slowly pushed into her. He was thick but took his time, gritting his teeth the entire time. Ella almost felt bad that he was struggling so much, but she knew he wouldn’t want it any other way. King would always put his comfort second to hers, which was one of the many reasons he was such an amazing Daddy.

“Fuck, baby. Are you okay?” he asked.

Nodding, she hooked her ankles behind his ass and pulled him in more, the sensation sending a shiver through her as she stretched around him.

When his hips finally met hers, he paused and leaned down to kiss her. They both got lost in it and soon, they moved together in rhythm with their mouths. It started slowly, making love to each other in a way that felt incredibly intimate. Like their souls were talking to one another.

By the time their mouths parted, their movements were more desperate. Harder, deeper, longer. Ella cried out, her eyes locked on his while he fucked her. Her arousal coated his cock, making it more pleasurable for both of them.

King reached between them and pressed his thumb to her clit, stroking it with each thrust until she was screaming out again, her entire body quivering under him. He pumped harder and faster, then his movements became more erratic and wild until he came with her, his cock pulsing inside her.

When her cries quieted, and his movements slowed, a slow, lazy grin fell over her lips as her eyes closed, and she floated on the high of the most beautiful moment she’d ever experienced.

TWENTY

KING

King lay beside Ella, his large hand gently tracing up and down her back, feeling the slow, steady rise and fall of her breaths. She was curled against him, wrapped up in his warmth, her body completely relaxed in his arms. The glow from the bedside lamp cast soft shadows over her delicate features. Her cheeks were still flushed, and her lips were slightly parted in contentment.

His chest ached at the sight of her. She looked sosmallin his arms, so utterly vulnerable, and something deep inside him clenched tightly.

Mine. Forever.

He carefully kissed her forehead before sliding out of the bed. Ella whimpered at the loss of him, her fingers twitching as if searching for him.

“I’m right here, baby,” he told her, brushing his knuckles over her cheek. “Just gonna get you cleaned up.”

She hummed sleepily, barely opening her eyes and giving him a small nod.

King retrieved a warm, wet washcloth and gently wiped her skin, his touch careful. He wanted Ella to feel incredibly loved and taken care of. When he was done, he pulled the blankets uparound her, tucking them in securely around her before pressing another soft kiss to her temple.

“I’ll be right back, Little one,” he whispered.

Ella made a sleepy sound of protest but didn’t stop him as he slipped out of the room. In the kitchen, he grabbed a bottle of water and a bar of chocolate he had stashed away.

When he returned, Ella had shifted onto her side, her eyes opening slightly as she peeked up at him. So fucking sweet and adorable. Perfect.

King sat on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair back before offering her the water. “Drink, baby.”

She obeyed, taking slow sips before handing the bottle back. He smiled, pleased, then unwrapped the chocolate and held it up to her lips. “A little something sweet for my sweet girl.”

Ella giggled softly and took a bite. “You’re spoiling me.”

“Damn right, I am.” King tucked the blankets even closer around her. “You deserve it.”

When she finished, he slid back into bed, pulling her against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, slipping one hand beneath the covers to rest against the warm skin of her lower back. Ella let out a small, content sigh.

He pressed his lips to her hair, inhaling deeply. “You did so good for me, baby,” he whispered. “I’m so proud of you.”

Ella let out a sleepy hum, her fingers tracing his chest lazily. “Thanks, Daddy. You didn’t do so bad yourself.”

King laughed and shook his head. His silly girl. “Glad to hear it, dollface. Maybe I’ll give you a comment card so I can do even better next time.”

She grinned and waggled her eyebrows. “That’s a great idea. I look forward to filling it out.”

He stared down at her with a permanent smile as her breathing slowed, and soon, she was completely asleep in his arms. King continued to lay awake, his heart racing.

He was in love with Ella.

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