Page 39 of The Right Woman

My heart stops for a full beat.

Everyone must think we’re kissing already because of how close we are and how riotously they cheer, but I’m stuck in one position as Tarin pulls back and gives me a weird grin. “What’s wrong?”

Penetrating deep chocolate eyes glare at me as Adon makes his way through the shorter partygoers surrounding us.

Panic grips my chest until I can’t breathe. “M-my daddy’s here.”

Tarin’s eyes widen as she glances around the room, and students part like the sea as the grumpy, oversized man skirts through everyone, then promptly grabs my thighs and tosses me over his shoulder. I hold in a smirk. My little plan worked.

“Hey, man…” one brave kid tries to protest, but Adon literallygrowlsat him and keeps moving through the crowd of university students.

I give them a wave and smile behind Adon’s back. “Bye! Thanks for the party! See y’all!” A scream is forced from my belly when Adon smacks my ass hard.

“No, you won’t.”

His demanding tone makes me giddy.

When he thrusts me into his truck and slams the door behind me, I’m raring for a good fight. He jumps in and turns to me with a look that demands an answer.

I cross my arms, quirking an eyebrow. “What? I can’tpartynow? We’re not together, remember? Why are you here? What are you doing?—”

He grips my cheeks and shoves his mouth over mine in a searing kiss of passion. There’s no chance I can win the battle of his tongue against mine. He’s so forceful, formidable, especially when he drags me across the space and plops me on his lap. Heat flares across my body as he settles me on the firm thickness poking through his pants.

My fingers delve toward his jeans and undo his belt as his hips jerk up to meet my spread thighs. Hurriedly, I work to undo the zipper and groan down his throat. The short hairs of his mustache tickle my nose in a way I hadn’t realized how much I missed until just now. His manly scent causes a flood between my legs.

One of his palms crawls up my bare back and grips my neck and our lips are broken with a pop. “What Ishouldhave said to you is that, yes, we fucking are, Rosy. Wearetogether. You understand?”

Rolling my bottom lip under my teeth, I nod rapidly, his declaration making my stomach twist in a knot. Does he mean it?

His fingers grip my hair tighter, and I wail, my head falling back as he grits out, “Say it. Say the words out loud.”

“We’re together?”

He spanks the side of my thigh, but it’s not hard, just a warning. “No more of this shit. No playing around or being with other people. You got that?” As if he’s been thinking seriously about this for a long time, his eyes harden as he continues. “I won’t stand for it, Piper. I don’t deserve it. You’re my little girl now, and I’m your daddy. Say it. Say that you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, daddy.”

His chest rumbles with a song of satisfaction as he captures my lips again with his. “Fuck yes you are.”

It hits me. All at once. Do I really belong with him? Adon’s never really let me go, but will he when he finds out just how broken I am?

I writhe against his full length as I pull it out and his hands rub against my sequined outfit. “What thefuckis this thing? I’m ripping it.”

“Wait, no! It’s vintage.”

His head hits the back of his seat as he tries to calm himself down, but I take the opportunity to slip between his open knees under the steering wheel. “What are you doing?” Even though he asks the question, his thumb strokes my cheek like he knows exactly what I’m doing.

I give him a wink and lick the tip of his reddened crown.

“Baby…” He breathes heavily, as if he’s going to protest, but then grips the base of his dick with his forefinger and thumb. “Put your mouth around me.”

With a smirk, I do, and he responds with a high-pitched whimper. I guess he hasn’t had this done in a while.

Through gritted teeth, he gazes at me as I try to give him sultry eyes. “Fuck! I’m not going to last long.”

That confirms it. Something about him waiting for me, not being with anyone else, stokes the embers of desire I have for him to a raging fire. My tongue swivels the divot beneath the tip of his thick cock, and I plunge down as far as I can to take him, but his dick is so wide, I can barely fit a few inches in without straining.

“Relax your jaw, there, Rosy. Let me help.” I drop my mouth wide open, and he grips my cheeks before fucking my face. The trail of black hair on his lower abs scratches the tip of my nose with every scoop of his hips into me, but I hold still for him to use.

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