Don't Call Me Daddy
“Oh god…” My entire body shakes and seizes up.
I’ve gone from pain that I was fighting to endure when he first penetrated me to mind-blowing ecstasy that I can’t escape. I’ve been destroyed, but my body hasn’t figured that out yet. My mind is unraveling because it doesn’t know how to process this much pleasure. It isn’t wired that way. My breaths aren’t supplying me with enough oxygen. I’m asphyxiating on my own exhales. It has to stop, or I’m going to pass out.
“Please…” I gasp. “I can’t take anymore.”
“You will.” A loud growl echoes in my ear. “I’m not done yet.”
“I’ll do anything!” I force my words out between ragged breaths.
“Beg me to come in you.” His fingers get tangled up in my hair, and he pulls my ear close to his lips. “Scream for it.”
I obey without a moment of hesitation. I scream his name. I beg him to come inside me. He’s turned my pleasure against me, just like he did in his office, and I’m scared to admit how much I love it.
Lawson’s thrusts suddenly become erratic. I see a fire burning in his eyes. I’m about to get what I begged for.
“Fuck!” Lawson roars like a beast, and his muscles tighten up.
I thought I was past the point of having another orgasm, but I was wrong. He goes deep. His cock throbs and pulsates against my g-spot, then I feel him come. That might as well be a lit match on a very short fuse. It burns out of control, and I erupt with another wave of bliss as he fills me with his seed. His thrusts slow down, and after a dozen or so more, he’s finally spent.
So am I.
I have absolutely nothing left.
Chapter Fourteen
Lawson
Ainsley was a virgin when she walked into my life, and I have completely destroyed her. Those
emerald eyes have never looked more beautiful. They’re glossed over with pleasure that she never imagined she could experience. I should feel guilty about it, but I don’t. We both needed something, and we found it, no matter what happens after tonight. I’ve never felt more alive, and I don’t even have the energy to move.
After I’m spent, I crash into the mattress and pull Ainsley into my arms. I’m so wired that I can’t sleep, but so exhausted that I just want to lay here with her. We stay tangled in a lover’s embrace—skin on skin—for nearly an hour before she begins to stir. I’m worried she’s going to leave, but all she does is turn over in my arms and get more comfortable.
Perfect. That’s exactly where I want her to stay.
“That was incredible.” She lets out a soft little sigh—one of the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard.
“I told you I’d take good care of you tonight.” I pull her closer. “I wish we had more than one to share…”
“I can’t make any promises right now, but I might be able to get someone to cover my shift at work next weekend.” She looks up at me. “If you want to see me again.”
“You wouldn’t be in my bed right now if I didn’t want to see you again.” I meet her gaze. “I’m not that kind of man.”
“I didn’t think you were.” Ainsley lifts her hand and lightly traces my tattoos. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course.” I nod.
“Do you have any fantasies that we can try next weekend?” A devious grin forms on the edge of her lips.
“Fantasies?” I raise an eyebrow and then pull her close. “Well, this is one—right here, right now.”
“This is pretty nice.” Her grin fades into a beautiful smile.
It’s the truth. I never imagined I’d experience this much happiness again after my world fell apart. Just being in my bed with a gorgeous woman in my arms is a fantasy I never thought would come true. Especially one that I care about; one that I’m getting more attached to with every second that passes.
Maybe it’s silly to her. I don’t care. This is all I need. I love the peace and serenity of this moment.
Listening to Ainsley’s breathing get shallow is like beautiful music in my ears, and it isn’t long until she’s asleep in my arms. I’m still not that tired, but there’s no way I’m going to wake her up, so I close my eyes and try to sleep. I don’t know how much times passes, but I doze off for a little while until I feel her moving, which causes my eyes to open.