Page 14 of Break Me, Daddy

“What if I didn’t?”

“I’m a Marine. Failure isn’t in our vocabulary.”

Cocking a brow at him, she snorted out a laugh. “Sure, when you’re talking about missions and shit. Not people.”

“Ah, little siren. Haven’t you realized yet that you’re my most important mission?”

Her bottom lip trembled, making her look younger, more vulnerable than he could ever remember “You don’t mean that.”

“I do. There is nothing in my life more important than you. Your health, your safety, your happiness. And I won’t allow anyone, not even you, to jeopardize any of those things.”

Chapter5

Frankie

He didn’t know what he was saying. He was just caught up in the drama of it all, playing the knight in shining armor. Once the shine wore off, he’d see her for the mess she really was and he’d want nothing to do with her.

So was it really wrong of her to simply enjoy him until that inevitable end? To pretend like there wasn’t a clock ticking down on their time together? She just needed enough time to get her head back on straight, get her food issues back under control so she could focus on school again and she’d be fine.

In the meantime…

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she dragged him down to press her lips to his, greedily taking all he had to offer. Comfort, want, need, all of it.

And he gave it in spades.

The washcloth fell to the floor behind her as he gripped her ass in those huge, rough hands of his, hauling her against him and pressing her back against the cool tile. Need flashed through her, heating her even more than the water had, and she whimpered into the kiss.

To her surprise, he didn’t sink into her right away. Instead, he broke the kiss, and with his gaze locked on hers, he slid to his knees in front of her. Her heart tripped in her chest at the knowledge that even on his knees they were nearly eye to eye. She’d never felt so tiny, so delicate, sobreakableas she did with him.

“My beautiful little siren,” he murmured, pressing a kiss directly between her breasts, then trailing his lips down her stomach. “You’ve deprived me of the taste of you for far too long, and now I’m going to eat my fill.”

In a move that stole the breath from her lungs, he lifted her, draping both her legs over his shoulders as his large hands gripped her ass, holding her in place. With a shocked gasp, she sank her fingers into the soaked silver strands of his hair, clinging to him for dear life as he buried his face between her thighs.

Oh,godshe’d missed this. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back against the tile as pleasure flooded her body. She’d nearly forgotten how talented his mouth was.

But he was doing a damn good job of reminding her now, running his tongue between her soaked lips, teasing her swollen clit. And in her position, she had no leverage to move, to guide his tongue where she wanted it. All she could do was take what he gave her.

For the first time in months, her mind emptied of all the stress and worry of school, her parents, her friends. All the obligations she hadn’t lived up to simply faded away. Her only concern now was submitting, giving herself over to her Daddy’s demands.

She’d never felt so fucking free as she did pinned to his shower wall with no way to escape.

And when he pulled her throbbing clit between his lips, giving it one hard suck, the pain was enough to send her flying. Sobbing, she fisted her hands in his hair, her head pressed back against the tile as stars exploded behind her eyes.

He didn’t stop there. Didn’t stop at all, in fact, until he’d forced her over that edge two more times, leaving her limp and boneless as he lowered her back to her feet.

“My good girl,” he murmured as he rose to capture her lips, and it was only the steel band of his arm wrapped around her waist that kept her from sliding to the floor. She tasted herself on his lips, the sweet, salty taste of her own arousal, and somehow it only made her want more.

When he lifted his head, she grinned up at him before slowly turning in his arms to brace her hands against the same tile she’d just been pressed up against. Behind her, Holden groaned, and the sound was so tortured she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Baby… You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now.”

Glancing over her shoulder, she cocked a brow at him. “Then what are you waiting for,Daddy?”

“You just got out of the hospital, Francesca. You need to rest.”

“What I need is some vitamin D. And by that I mean?—”

Strong, thick fingers wrapped around her throat, pulling her head back against his shoulder. “I know exactly what you mean, little girl. And Daddy said no. We are going to finish our shower and then you are going to lie down for a nap. Now, unless you want to find out exactly how creative I can be when spankings are off the table, the next words out of your mouth better be ‘Yes, Daddy’. Am I understood?”

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