Page 65 of Spoiling Lillian
“For me to wear at the job site tomorrow,” I joke. “And what are your employees going to say when you drag me around, unable to keep your hands off me?”
He snickers. “Naughty girl.” He settles back down behind me. “Go to sleep before I break the promise I made to myself.”
“What promise is that?” I love sparring with this man.
“Not to fuck you again tonight.” He grips my breast and squeezes. “So stop wiggling your bottom against my cock.”
“If the punishment for squirming against you is that you will make love to me again, I don’t think it’s going to be very effective.” I rock my ass against him.
He pinches my nipple hard.
I gasp.
“Mmm. Are you going to be good?”
I consider his words. I’m not sure how I feel about him gripping my tit. Maybe I like it. But then he pinches harder, and I gasp. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll be good.”
He releases the offended bud and thrums his fingers over it as if to soothe it. All it does is make me horny. “Daddy…” I moan.
He chuckles and moves his hand to cup my breast, leaving my nipple to recover. “Sleep, Baby,” he whispers, but his fingers are still grazing my breast, and his breath is on my neck, and his scent is in every inhale, and his huge, hard body is wrapped around me. Sleep? He’s delusional.
I can’t control my breathing. Every time I try to inhale deeply to slow my racing heart, all I do is draw in more of him. I know he’s not sleeping either. After a while, I say, “Do you think my mom left Seattle?”
“She did. I made sure of it.”
My breath hitches. “You did?”
“Yes. I called Blade at Black Blade Protection while you were with Simone. He had one of his men make sure she was on the plane. Someone was also watching your parents’ house in Chicago this evening. I got a text letting me know they saw her arrive.”
“Bryson…”
“What, sweet girl?”
“That sounds expensive. Hiring all those people?”
He strokes my breast again. “Lillian, I will not have anyone threatening you. Not ever. I will do whatever it takes to make sure it doesn’t happen. I don’t care what it costs. And for the record, I know I don’t make the kind of money you probably have in your trust fund, but it’s more than enough to live comfortably and keep you safe. I don’t want us to argue about money. I know you don’t care about how much I have, and even if I had ten billion dollars, you wouldn’t want to live the kind of life you were raised in, so it will never matter. Your trust fund can stay where it is. If anything ever happens to me, you’ll have it and everything I own. I will breathe easier knowing I will never have to worry about you being taken care of. If you don’t like this house or this neighborhood, we’ll move. If you want to live somewhere more lavish, that’s fine. If you want to live somewhere less ostentatious, that’s also fine. When you figure it out, we’ll deal with it. It makes no difference to me. I don’t care where I live as long as it’s with you. We good on that?”
I twist around in his embrace so I’m facing him and wrap my arms around his neck. “I love you.”
He smiles. “That’s convenient.”
I search his eyes. All I see is love. There’s no reason for us to disagree about money. Neither of us cares about it. It can stay in a bank account in case we need it. “I only care about being with you, too, Daddy. I don’t care where. I like your house. I don’t see any reason to change it.”
“You might decide otherwise if we have ten kids, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get to number five or six.”
My eyes bug out, and I freeze. “Uh… Are you serious?”
He chuckles. “Whatever you want, sweet girl.”
“I want to not think about babies for a very long time.”
“Excellent. See? I told you we were on the same page. I’m too selfish to share you for a very long time.”
I blow out a relieved breath. “I wasn’t sure when you started pushing your come back into me.”
He grins. “That was just me being a possessive caveman. I like the idea of you filled with my come. That doesn’t mean I want any of my swimmers to get down to business.” He slides his hand up my back and into my hair. “However, so you know, if you should ever get pregnant unexpectedly, we would deal with it, and I would be both a father to our children and your Daddy.”
“When was our first date?”
