And now Brother Bear was playing. I couldn’t believe how engrossed I was in the movie. Steed bumped my arm, and I nodded, not wanting to miss anything.
“Pax, Chloe’s asleep.”
Pulling my eyes from the movie, I saw that Chloe was snuggled up into the side of Steed.
Lucky little thing.
I smiled. “I’m so completely jealous of her right now it’s unreal.”
He grinned. “You could stay the night, you know.”
I let my smile fade some. “I don’t want Chloe to know I’m staying the night.”
“You could sneak out before morning and go into the guest bedroom.”
My teeth dug into my lip as I thought about it. “Is that why you had me pack a bag?”
He nodded.
Bouncing my eyes back and forth from Chloe to Steed, I muttered, “I don’t know.”
Steed jutted his lip out to pout. “Please? Spend the night with me. I want to sleep with you in my arms.”
Focusing on Chloe, I took a deep breath. “Okay, but we have to be careful. I don’t want her knowing I’m sleeping with her dad. It might be weird for her.”
With a nod, Steed grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a quick peck on the lips. “Come on. Let’s head back to my place.”
“What about all of this?” I asked as I stood and Steed carefully picked up Chloe without waking her.
“Trevor will get it. Trust me, he got paid hefty for helping me with all of this. Besides, he’s working at the bar tonight. If I know Trevor, he’ll bring a girl back here and fuck her.”
I snarled. “Nice.”
Steed chuckled and shrugged the best he could while carrying Chloe to his truck. “Just keeping it real.”
“Uh-huh. Well, I was perfectly fine not knowing that bit of information.”
After slipping Chloe into the back seat, Steed quietly shut the door and grabbed me. His hands were all over me. In my hair, caressing my breasts and finally under my shirt. “God it’s been so fucking hard to keep my hands off you. I want to bury myself inside of you and stay there all night.”
My chest heaved as I fought to get air. His words sent heat immediately to my throbbing center. No matter how many times we were together, the need for more was always there.
“I think that sounds like a plan,” I breathed back.
After Steed had put Chloe to bed, he grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs to the master bedroom. We shed our clothes like it had been weeks since we were together. The desire was thick in the room, and I wondered how long sex with Steed would be like this. Would we ever get tired of each other? Would the need to have him inside me lessen over time?
His lips were all over me. My mouth, neck, nipples, stomach, inside of my thigh. I dug my fingers into his hair and pulled him close to the pulsing ache between my legs.
“Ohmygawd…Steed. I want you.”
And before I knew it, Steed’s mouth was over my hot center, and I was covering my mouth to bury my cries of passion.
A sweet darkness swept over me as I floated on a cloud of utter bliss. I barely felt him moving over me. The sound of a condom ripping open brought me back down to earth. I was still reeling from my orgasm when Steed pushed inside of me. His slow lovemaking from earlier was gone. He was desperate for me, and I loved every second of it.
“That’s it baby. Fuuck. That feels so good.”
My hips met his thrust for thrust. The buildup of another orgasm was right at the edge.
“Goddamn it, Paxton. Baby, I need you to come.”
Just as my release let loose, so did Steed’s. His mouth clamped over mine, taking in my moans of pleasure.
Then the knock on the door had us both stilling.
Shit. I prayed like hell he had locked the door.
Steed pulled out of me and ripped the condom off so fast it was unreal. I rolled over and off the bed, hitting the floor with a small thump.
“You can…Pax? Where did you go?”
“Down here!” I whispered.
Steed walked around the bed and looked down at me. “What in the fuck are you doing on the floor?”
“Daddy?”
The door to his bedroom opened, and Steed grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around him.
“Hey, pumpkin. What’s…um… What’s…ah.”
I covered my mouth with my hand to keep from laughing. Steed was totally flustered.
“Why do you have your sheet wrapped around you, Daddy?”
“I um… I couldn’t find my sleeping pants, baby. What’s going on? Why are you out of bed?”
The bed moved, and I pictured Chloe crawling up on it. “I can’t sleep. Daddy, we need to talk.”
My heart dropped. That sounded serious…and cute as well.
“Um, okay, pumpkin. Want to go to your room and talk?”
“No. This is okay here.”