The Daddy Box Set

His eyes fluttered closed. I should’ve been embarrassed, but as always when I was with James, I couldn’t bring myself to feel anything but desperation. If he didn’t touch me soon, I wouldn’t be accountable for my actions.

“If you want me to touch you, you’re going to have to tell me why you enjoy testing me.” His finger grazed my clit. I nearly combusted.

I bucked my hips against his hand, but he moved with me. He wasn’t going to budge on this.

Okay, damn. If he was going to insist on an answer, I had to force myself to focus. It took everything I had. “Because a guy like you shouldn’t want a girl like me. I can’t believe that I can affect you like that.”

His hands moved swiftly to my ass, and he tugged me against him. His cock pressed right where I needed him to be. I moaned.

“You are fucking exquisite, Gabrielle. Never doubt that.” He rubbed his rock-hard shaft against me. “Feel that. That is how much you affect me. Even when I’m not around you, if I think about you, I’m hard. So hard that it fucking hurts.”

He punctuated each word with a glide of his shaft against my seam. His head hit my clit over and over again. Thoughts scattered from my mind, being flung to four corners of the globe at the sensations. Already, the tension was building, but it wasn’t enough. I needed more.

“But—” I started.

His hips kept moving as he punctuated his next words with kisses. “No, Gabrielle. This.” Kiss. “Is what you do to me.” Kiss. “You’re fucking beautiful.” Kiss. “You’re the sexiest fucking girl I’ve ever met.”

He made me feel beautiful as he worshipped my body, claiming my mouth with possessive, hungry kisses.

“Are you on birth control?” he groaned against my ear, his breathing coming in ragged pants.

What? He wants to go bare? “Yes.”

“I’m clean. We get tested all the time.” He shifted between my legs, positioning himself at my entrance.

“So am I.”

“Thank God. I need to get inside that tight pussy of yours right fucking now. You okay with that?”

“Please.” I was not beyond begging if that was what it took. There was nothing in the world that I wanted more than to feel him inside me with nothing between us.

He gripped the back of my neck with one hand and looked deeply into my eyes. Then he thrust home.

We both cried out.

He began to move with sure, steady strokes that hit exactly where I needed them. His hips kept a perfect rhythm, and his muscles locked as he kept moving. Stroking me higher and higher until I felt the edge approaching.

“Fuck, Gabbi. You’re so perfect. So fucking tight. So wet. It’s like you were made for me.” His mouth pushed me closer to the edge as I rocked against him, meeting his thrusts as he reached down and pressed his thumb against my clit.

“Let me feel you come for me, Gabrielle.” His eyes begged me as he rubbed his thumb in a circle, increasing the pressure until it was so perfect that I flew over the edge in a flash of beautiful white light.

My fingers dug into his hips as I screamed his name, riding out waves of the most intense pleasure that I’d ever felt.

I felt him tense above me, in me as he let out a long, low groan and growled my name and came inside me.

He held me until our breathing calmed and our heart rates returned to normal. Then he rolled off me, taking me with him and pulling me flush against his side. My head rested on his outstretched arm as his eyes raked over me.

My eyelids felt heavy. I’d never felt so exhausted or so alive in my life.

“You okay?” Always so attentive. He tangled his hand in my hair and wrapped both arms around me.

“I’m fine.” I burrowed into his chest, tracing the lines that my fingertips found there. “I think you wore me out pretty good.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “You complaining?”

“Never, I’m just warning you that I might fall asleep.” I stifled a yawn. My limbs felt like jelly, and a feeling of deep relaxation had settled over me.

Sex with him had been explosive and delicious from day one, the best I’d ever had by leaps and bounds, but that night felt different. Better. More intense. I didn’t know what it was, but it felt like something had changed.