Page 15 of Boss Daddy
I step back, leaning my weight against the top of the couch. “You said you wanted to be pretty for me. So this is me noticing, angel. Give your daddy a twirl, show me how beautiful and sexy you are.”
She presses her teeth into her bottom lip, stifling a grin before she runs her hands down the skirt of her dress, twists a little to the left then does a full spin to the right, laughing when she’s through. “Is that what you wanted?”
“Yes. You look beautiful.”
“Thank you. I think you’re beautiful too.”
“You do?”
She nods. “Most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. The moment I saw you, you made my heart skip a beat.”
“I won’t tell you what happened to me when I first saw you.”
She giggles. “I think I have an idea,” she says with a knowing glint in her eyes as they lower to my crotch.
“Turn around,” I instruct. “Open your zipper and drop your dress on the floor.”
Her cheeks pink up, her breasts heaving as she turns and does as I ask, revealing her silky soft skin one excruciating inch at a time. The dress falls gracefully, landing like a cloud at her feet. My dick aches with need, but I don’t move right away, I take a moment to drink her in. My beautiful baby, so young and innocent. Part of me wants to keep her like this, but another part of me—the part that’s controlling most of my blood flow at the moment—wants to break that innocence down, claim her and teach her what it means to have your desires fulfilled, every day for the rest of our lives.
The carnal part of me wins, propelling my feet forward until I’m wrapping her in my arms and pressing kisses into the curve of her neck as she leans her back against my front. “I want you, Noah,” she gasps, reaching her hand back until her fingers thread into my hair.
That’s all I need to hear.
“Come with me.” Reaching down, I scoop her up in my arms, carrying her like a baby into my, no,ourbedroom and lowering her into the bed. I kiss her until we’re out of breath, then I graze my mouth down her neck, sucking gently on her collarbone as I pull the straps of her bra from her shoulders, kissing the indentation marks left behind.
“Noah.” She gasps as I free her enormous breasts, taking her budded nipple into my mouth and swirling my tongue.
“Your body is a gift to me, angel,” I whisper, trailing my tongue down her belly until I’m kissing the little bow on her lilac cotton panties.
Her hips rock in anticipation. “It’s yours to take.”
“I fucking love it,” I rasp, hooking my fingers beneath the elastic and dragging them down her legs. “Open for me, angel.”
