Game For Daddy (Please Me, Daddy 4)

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Hearing his soft words against my ear just makes me want to do naughty things…

I can’t stop thoughts from roaming around my head, and I can’t stop feeling the way I do right now.

I’m not sure if it’s because of what happened, being that he’s my hero, or if it’s been a long time coming… whatever the case, it feels too perfect to have his arms wrapped around me. Even better, the feeling of his hands sliding up and down my bare back, comforting me, making me feel as if I’m right where I should be.

“I don’t know what that creep would’ve done to me if you hadn’t shown up,” I whisper, my nipples tingling as I feel them harden.

“I do.” He growls back.

5

GRANT

“What do you think he would’ve done, daddy?” She questions, sounding more curious than concerned.

Although I know it’s what she’s wondering, the words that come out of her mouth still surprise me. It’s not an accident that she’s called me daddy for a second time now since we’ve been alone.

“Well, first, he would…” I let my voice trail off, sliding my hand down to her ass and gripping onto it tightly, then releasing it just to rub it and squeeze it again.

She moans out, closing her eyes as she tilts her head back.

“Do you like it when daddy does that?”

I can already answer that by the way her body feels right now.

“Yes, I— I do… but him,” she shakes her head at the thought.

“Shh, you don’t have to worry about that fucking creep anymore. Daddy took care of the issue.” I assure her and go to kiss her cheek, then daringly, begin leaving a trail of kisses down her neck.

“Is this what he would’ve done, daddy?” She whines.

I shake my head, no.

“Let me show you what he’d do,” I tell her, pulling my hand away from her ass.

“Why?”

“A lot of men flirt with you and oftentimes, I feel they would do such naughty things to you if they caught you alone, just like that creep from earlier. You should know what their intentions are.”

I can tell how keenly she’s listening to every word coming from my mouth.

I can’t control this urge any longer. I need to taste her sweet mouth. I need to taste every fucking inch of this untouched body.

She’s mine.

Fucking. Mine.

I bring a hand to the side of her neck, slamming my lips against hers and thrusting my tongue into her mouth. I bring my other hand to the front of her dress, tugging at it with my fingers to get a view of those perky tits that’s been tucked away for far too long.

She pulls away from me, taking a step back. I lick my lips, thirsty for more of her, and now. I know she can see just how hard she’s made my cock as we’ve been sitting here.

I rip off my button-down, moving next to my slacks as I now stand naked before Bella. She stares at me wide-eyed as if she’s never seen a naked body aside from her own.

I grab the covers to slide them over as I move into the bed, showing her just how much room there is here for the both of us.

“Come here, please.” I ask of her.