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“That you want me, anyway.”
“Fuck yes, I do.”
There was no way to respond as his lips found mine, brushing, teasing, nearly torturing me with his inexorable patience.
“Kiss me,” I whined, his kisses moving over my cheek and down towards my jaw.
“Try again,” hetsked, the vibrations running over my skin as his lips moved down lower to my collarbone and back up again to the line of my jaw.
“Kiss me, please?” I tried.
“Ah, ah, ah. Try again.” His chuckle ran through me like dark magic, swirling and settling right between my thighs.
“Kiss me, please, Daddy,” I groaned as his lips found mine once more.
Who needed to breathe?
Certainly not me.
“So,are there any other important topics we need to discuss?” Adam’s voice was warm but firm, an intoxicating mix of Daddy and business. It had been hard to focus over the last couple of hours, when all I wanted was his hands back on me, his lips back on mine. The fantasies already swirling in my head were almost more than I could handle.
I shook my head to clear it. “No, I think that just about covers it. Are yousure, Adam? Are you absolutely sure you want to enter a dynamic with me? That you want to be my Daddy, officially?” It was hard to believe, even now, after we’d set out an agreement to begin a true dynamic.
It was lucky that Adam was such an organized man; he already had an agreement form written up with his needs and expectations. It had taken very little work to adjust it to fit our specific situation, and we were both happy with the roles and responsibilities we had laid out together.
“Willow, I have never been more sure about anything in my life.” I allowed myself a grin, which widened as he ran the back of a finger across my cheek and under my chin, lifting my eyes to his once more. “I promise, Bunny.”
I nodded my agreement, shivering at his words. “Thank you… Daddy. I am sure too.”
We talked for a few more minutes before I reluctantly said goodnight. I still had to work in the morning, after all. As much as I wanted to just stay there and let Daddy take care of me.
I was certain Adam would takevery goodcare of me, indeed.
Chapter Eight
My vision blurredas I stared at the report for the third time in the last half hour. I needed caffeine, or a nap, or something to get me through these end of day projects the partners hadjustsent to me. Of course, they wanted answers within the hour.
My phone buzzed.
Thank goodness.
I rubbed at my eyes, grateful for the much needed break. It was a text from Adam. Er — Daddy. It still felt surreal to refer to him in that way, even in my thoughts. I hated leaving him last night, even if it had been the right thing to do. All I had really wanted to do was curl up in his bed and find out if his beard felt as good against my inner thighs as it did against my neck.
What are you doing right now, Bunny?
Working
What time are you finished with work?
In about thirty minutes. Just finishing up now.
Good.
Why is that good?
Because I’m taking you to dinner.
You are?
