He held the glistening tips of his fingers up to her mouth “Give it a try for me.”
She opened her mouth and a salty sweet taste filled her mouth.
“So fucking sexy.” He leaned in and slid his tongue in mingling their flavors while he tilted his fingers inside of her
Ardy rocked toward him, eager to relieve the pressure built up between her legs.
“You going to come on my fingers, sweetness? Squeeze my fingers with that tight little pussy.” His dirty words wound her up. “I can’t wait. I gotta taste you.” He knelt down, shoved her panties to the side and flicked her clit.
She cried out, gripping his hair tight. He blew on her clit flicking it again and she arched toward him. He sucked her into his mouth, thrusting fast and she tail spun, coming hard. She leaned forward to keep from falling off the railing in her stupor.
Pulling away, he placed a kiss on her pussy and stood slowly. “I’m nowhere near done with you, Ardy. Let’s take this into the bedroom.”
“Take me lover, I’m all yours.”
“Yes, you are.”
The passion burning in his ey
es melted her. He was a walking contradiction, fire in his eyes and a fierceness laced with gentle, sweet caring, most wouldn’t believe him capable of. He was all the things she’d dreamt of in an unlikely and extremely sexy package.
“Okay you guys, let’s get our hands washed, so we can start getting ready to eat dinner,” Ardy said, helping them remove their painting smocks. “We’ll leave our easels out here on the porch and let the paintings dry.”
They rushed inside and she smiled. Things had been much better since Demon opened up. They’d fallen into a routine, almost as if D had a nine to five. He went to work and she stayed home with the kids. They usually did breakfast and dinner together, sometimes lunch, if he had nothing going on. They ran legit businesses to keep the Feds at bay and he often oversaw most of them at some point during the week.
The doorbell rang and she frowned. I’m not expecting anyone, maybe it’s Dani? Dani had been visiting another charter and got caught out there, once shit had gone down. Eager to see her friend, she hurried to the door. She glanced through the peephole and froze. Confused, she opened the door. “Da?”
“You look better than I expected you to.” Her father shoved his hand into his pockets and rose on the balls of his feet.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was worried about you.”
“Um, why? I talk to Mom, all the time, wasn’t she relaying things?” Still stunned, she stepped back and waved him in. “You could’ve just called, you know?”
“No, I needed to see you with my own eyes. You think you fancy Demon? Have you caught a case of Stockholm syndrome or what?” Paddy frowned.
His abrasive tone made her take a step back. She held up her hand. “Da, it’s nothing like that.”
“Ardy?” Rockets’ voice drew her attention to the two little beings watching Paddy with large eyes.
“This is my Dad, don’t be scared of him. He just missed me so much he came for a little visit. How about I put on a movie for you to watch while I go cook, then me and Da can talk in the kitchen.
“Okay.” Rocket relaxed instantly after hearing the stranger was a family member.
Quickly, Ardy found their favorite movie, popped into the DVD player and situated them on the couch with drinks in spill proof cups.
Her father watched her silently. His gaze burned her skin and his anger filled the room.
“Okay, we’ll be just in the kitchen, okay?”
“Mm-hmm.” They nodded, already engrossed in the cartoon playing on the television. She laughed and headed to the kitchen with her father at her heels.
“This is a damn domestic scene.”
“Da, this is what he hired me for, to take care of his children. You know I love kids.”
“Right.” He snorted. “To take care of his kids, so it was fortunate happenstance you discovered you were meant to be together?”