The Daddy Box Set

He nipped at my lower lip. “Yes, ma’am.” He gave a very quick mock salute and got down to business. “Wrap your legs around me.”

He brought his hands to my thighs to help me, lifting me against him. I hooked my ankles around his waist as he shifted our bodies closer. He kept his eyes on mine. The burning desire in his gaze stoked the fire in my veins.

His cock nudged at my sex, then slid in. We both exhaled in relief as he slid deeper. So deep that it was suddenly difficult to breathe. He slowed when he slid home, watching me intently. His breathing came in gasps, and he looked at me like he might die if I stopped him, but he was still so attentive.

“I’m okay,” I answered his unasked question. My hands went to the back of his neck, and I drew him in for a kiss.

Slowly, he started to move. God, did he ever feel good. My sex stretched to accommodate him fully, but he moved slowly enough that it didn’t hurt. I was beyond the point of feeling anything but pleasure as he moved in and out of me.

He groaned as he continued his steady motions. “You feel so fucking good, Gabrielle.”

My thighs squeezed his hips in response. He needed to know how good he was making me feel, but all conscious thought had fled from my mind as moved inside me. Again and again. “James...”

My fingers found the buttons of his shirt, and I tugged at them, exposing his chest. I explored his chest with my fingers. He kissed me and drove into me. Harder. Faster. Until the speed was perfect.

I arched my back to press my clit against his pubic bone and lost myself in the pleasure that built inside me. My fingers dug into his skin. His hands stayed on my hips, pinning me in place as he timed his movements in reaction to my moans.

His lids were heavy; his breathing came in ragged pants. He groaned. He was close. “Fuck, Gabbi.”

His groans sent shockwaves of pleasure cascading through my body. The sound of his pleasure was enough to push me right back to the edge, and with his next stroke, I went flying over it as I came again.

One of his hands knotted into the hair at the nape of my neck as he followed me over.

“Gabbi.” He let out a low, heavy, groan. His cock twitched deep inside me as he emptied himself.

He held me steady against the wall and pressed his lips to my shoulder as our breathing returned to normal.

We dressed quickly. He held out my thong, offering it back to me.

“You keep it,” I said.

His eyes widened slightly, but he stuffed it back into his pocket with a grin and a slight shake of his head. “This was fun.”

I fished my phone out of my bag and summoned an Uber. “Yeah, it was. I had a good time tonight.”

I headed towards the mouth of the alley.

“I never even got your number,” he called just before I rounded the corner.

I grinned, taking in his tousled hair and slightly swollen lips in the soft light of the alley. I was sated, and then some, but it still sent a shiver down my spine to know that his just-fucked appearance had been caused by me. “If you want to see me again, you’ll figure out a way to get it.”

I replayed the scene in the alley in my head as I sat in the back of the Uber. I had to admit, the

sex had been mind-blowing. For the first time ever, I actually hoped the guy would call.

Chapter Nine

James

“How was your weekend?” Ryder grunted next to me. He’d just completed his set of leg curls. He grabbed his towel and wiped the sweat from his brow, then rose to stretch his muscles.

“It was good, mostly uneventful.” Except for Friday night. “Yours?”

“Same. My mom was in town. Sorry I had to cancel on Friday. She showed up just as I was about to hit the shower. Could have sworn she said she was coming next weekend. You end up doing anything interesting?”

I loved Ryder like a brother, and I trusted him with my life, but there was no way I was telling him the truth. “Not really. How is your mom?”

He didn’t question the change in topic. His dark eyes flashed with frustration. “Same as always, prattling on about finding myself a nice girl and settling down. Giving her some grandbabies. Same shit, different day.”