“All right, baby?” he asked, pausing for a moment.
“Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“No fucking chance.” Unless she a
sked him to. Hell, he was so wrapped around her little finger, he thought he’d do just about anything for his sweet girl.
He pressed forward until he was fully seated inside her. Both of their skin was slick with sweat. His heart raced, his breath coming in fast pants. He felt like he’d already run a marathon.
Pulling back, driving forward. Over and over. He reached around her hip to find her clit and rubbed it lightly as he fucked her ass with thrust after thrust. Her cries told him she was close again already.
“Sir! Daddy!”
“Yeah, you’re going to come for me again. I want to feel you pulsing around me, sucking me inside you. Taking me. That’s it. Take me, baby girl.”
He felt the orgasm rush through him, building in his lower back then rushing out. Abby screamed and she clenched down around him. And that was it.
He was gone. Diving into bliss. The world fading around him as he fell into his girl.
TWENTY MINUTES LATER, Abby was yawning as she felt Kent move.
“Where are you going?” she asked. She was exhausted and snuggly. He’d already cleaned them both up, wasn’t it time for sleep?
“Got something for you. Left it in my truck.” He brushed his lips over her forehead. “Stay here and I’ll go get it.”
Now she was wide awake. She sat up, waiting for him, her curiosity fully piqued as she saw him return with the mysterious paper bag that Charlie handed him earlier. He sat on the mattress next to her, facing her, his thigh brushing hers.
He cleared his throat, looking nervous.
“Kent?”
“Sorry. Just hoping I did the right thing. I know how much Bun-bun meant to you and that it was painful when he was destroyed.”
She bit her lower lip. She felt like a bit of a wimp to be so upset over a stuffed toy, but she’d had him a long time.
“Well, he wasn’t repairable, you know that.”
She nodded.
“But I did grab a piece of his ear for you. Then I had Charlie sow it up.” He pulled Bun-bun’s ear from the bag. It didn’t have any stuffing and had been sown neatly up the back where it had been ripped. “I thought you might like a piece of Bun-bun to keep. But if it’s too weird or not right then don’t feel you have to—oomph.” He grabbed hold of her as she threw herself at him.
“Baby, you’re shaking. It was the wrong thing to do?”
She reached for the piece of ear and held it to her nose, rubbing it back and forth. “No, Kent, it’s perfect. You are perfect.” She sniffled, rubbing away her tears. “I just can’t believe how perfect for me you are.”
He kissed her softly. “Only as perfect as you are for me, sweet girl.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Abby sat in the fort she’d built with Charlie and Ellie. Charlie and Clint had a huge dining table and it had taken four blankets to cover it, as well as a lot of cushions. They’d snuck in some bags of sweets and chocolate and were gorging themselves. She had Boss Hog and her Bun-bun ear. Charlie had her favorite toy, Inky. Ellie had her teddy.
“Oh man, we’re almost out of the snacks. Dare you to sneak into the kitchen and get some chips,” Charlie said to her.
“Oh no, Clint nearly caught me last time,” she replied. “Your turn. It’s your house. He’s your daddy.”
“And he’s standing just a few feet away from you,” Clint said dryly, making all three girls cry out in surprise.
He pulled up the edge of a blanket and sunlight shone through. Clint sighed. “Just how much junk have the three of you had? Christ, Bear is gonna kill me.”