9
9
Sadie
I kissed the top of Cat’s head, then Tori’s. “Sweet dreams, girls. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” I backed away from their beds, my heart full and sad at the same time.
“Nighty night, Sadie,” Tori said in a soft voice. She curled onto her side and closed her eyes.
Cat was already zonked out.
The little stinkers had managed to talk me into staying longer, then doing bath time with them and finally putting them to bed. I enjoyed every second, but knew it was a bad idea to do so much… I would surely get attached.
And their big stinker daddy had just sat back and watched us.
Speaking of the big stinker daddy… He was softly snoring on the sofa.
Poor guy, I couldn’t imagine how lonely and challenging it was to be raising twins on his own. He seemed to be doing a fantastic job. Cat and Tori were happy and healthy, full of life, and so loving. They had touched me constantly, wanting to be by my side, and they looked at me like I was a movie star. They were definitely good for my ego, after feeling like a failure with losing my spot as the Sugar Plum Fairy.
“Bryce, I’m going,” I whispered and patted his knee. “Go to bed.”
“Hmm?” He stirred and opened his eyes. “What?”
“I’m leaving. The girls are asleep. You should hit the sack too.”
“I’m not tired.”
“You were just asleep.”
“I was only resting my eyes.” He stretched, puffing out his chest and extending his arms above his head.
Phew, I liked him when I shouldn’t. “Okay, whatever. See you tomorrow.” I took a step.
“Stay.” His hand went around my wrist and reeled me onto his lap.
“What are you doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” His arms went around my waist, and he moved in to kiss me.
“Yes.” I reared my head back. “And we can’t. What if the girls catch us?”
“Is that your only reason for pushing me away?” He pulled me against him.
I tilted my head. “A hookup is all we were supposed to have. Just two strangers enjoying each other. We weren’t supposed to see each other again.”
“But here we are.”
“More sex would complicate things. I mean, I’m babysitting your girls. What if we…”
“What if we like each other?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t see how that’s a bad thing.” He stood, with me in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his hips and looped my arms around his neck. God, I wanted him, but this was wrong. Wasn’t it?
“We can’t have sex in your house.”
He continued toward his bedroom.
“Bryce, you’re not helping me resist you.”
He shut the door and locked it.
“Oh Jesus, you damn stubborn man.” I threw my head back in frustration.
He dropped me on the bed, my back bouncing on it, then he proceeded to remove my ankle boots.
“This is too personal… and intimate. Tomorrow we’ll regret what we’re about to do.”
He tossed my shoes aside and stuck his fingers under the waistband of my leggings. I should’ve worn jeans, because he had those bottoms pulled off me in three seconds flat, including my panties.
“Shit, Bryce. You’re not thinking clearly.”
“All I’m thinking about is making you come with my tongue.”
“Oh, is that all? Fine by me.” I wouldn’t be a fool and pass up oral sex.
“Good girl. I like a woman who is obedient.”
“I can be obedient, if it means letting you eat me out.” I inhaled a lustful breath and surrendered.
Bryce lowered to his knees, spread my legs, and lifted my ass with both hands. “Fuck, you have a beautiful pussy. Hairless too.”
“I’m happy you approve.”
“Don’t scream.” He tugged me toward his face and licked me leisurely.
I grabbed a pillow and put it over my face as a moan burst from my mouth.
It’d been years since a guy went down on me. And Bryce seemed very hungry for pussy. He held my ass firmly in his hands and swirled his tongue around my clit, nipping it with his teeth. It was sure, beautiful, magnificent torture.
I came on the spot and shattered into a million glittery sequins.
And he didn’t stop devouring me, instead amping up his performance, being more aggressive, like a starving wolf. I enjoyed this side of him probably more than I should have.
Suddenly the pillow was removed from my face, and my legs flew toward me as he changed positions, putting my knees on either side of my head, and spread me wider.
“Let’s see how flexible you are, ballerina. I want your eyes on me. Watch me eat your sweet pussy.”
Easy enough. I raised onto my elbows, happy to obey.
His eyes connected with mine, and that glorious tongue of his resumed licking me in long, slow strokes. My own darted out and mirrored him.
“Wanna taste, Sunshine?” He leaned his face toward mine. “Lick your juices off my chin.”
“If you insist.” I dragged my tongue against his bristly chin and hummed, tasting myself.
“Fuck, you’re hot.” His mouth collided with mine, kissing me so passionately, I felt his desire in my pussy.
Another orgasm started to form. “Oh, shit. I need you. I need you to fuck me now.”
“No.”
“No? Why not?” I cried out in surprise. Was he crazy? Why wouldn’t he want me all the way? If I wasn’t on the cusp of another mind-numbing explosion, I’d push him away and leave in a huff, and maybe never return.
“This is all you’re getting until next time.” His mouth lowered and sucked on my clit, commanding my release to hit as if he owned my pussy. It was sizzling hot how my body reacted and obeyed him. He’d said next time…
“What about you?” My frustration disappeared instantly, and my heart softened toward him.
“Don’t worry about me. Now come, Sunshine.”
And just like that, I held back a massive moan as ecstasy crashed through me.
Bryce continued to suck on my clit, drawing out my release until I wilted on the bed, boneless and panting. My body tingled all over, from my head down to my toes.
“You’re the most beautiful and sexiest woman I ever met.” He scooped me up and held me against his chest.
I didn’t have the energy to speak. All I could do was listen and relish being in his arms and try not to fall madly in love with him. I was lying to myself. I was falling fast…
What had I gotten myself into?
I crept into my parents’ house after ten o’clock. My mom had texted me a couple of times, asking if I was okay.
I was more than okay.
For more than an hour, Bryce had kept me spread wide open. Not once had he touched my pussy with his fingers or cock. He had made me come several times before I’d begged him for mercy.
He’d given me the best oral sex of my life and had wanted nothing in return. All he’d wanted was to give me pleasure. And that he had. It almost felt like he was trying to claim me, but that was just my foolish imagination. Neither of us were in a good place to start something romantic. Earlier was only sex, oral sex.
A noise came from the den, so I went to see if it was my parents, hoping it was only my dad. My mom would grill me about where I’d been, and I wasn’t prepared to answer questions about Bryce and me. How could I when I had no idea what was happening?
“Hi, peanut.”
“Hi, Dad. I sat next to him on the sofa. Is Mom in bed?”
“Yeah, she was waiting for you. Where were you?”
“Um…”
“And don’t forget I have eyes everywhere.” He hiked a knowing brow.
“Do you have a prospect watching me?”
“Am I in the Knight’s Legion MC?”
“Seriously, Dad? I’m a grown woman. I deserve to have some privacy in my life.”
“All I want to know is if you were at Bryce’s all this time. Because, Sadie, he’s got children he needs to consider before getting involved with a woman, a beautiful woman, who plans to leave town the second she’s ready.”
I wilted in my seat.
“Must I remind you how you felt when I entered your life? Peanut, you latched on so tightly, if your momma rejected me, I wouldn’t have been able to break away.”
“At least things worked out for us.” But he wasn’t wrong. I’d been dreaming of a daddy and when he entered our lives, I never wanted to let him go. The same was probably true for Cat and Tori, wanting a mommy. Shit, I needed to be careful with them.
“Yes. Yes, they did, and I’m grateful. You and your momma were the best things to ever happen to me. And later, Zane and Lexi completed our family. But you keep saying you’re leaving, and I worry for those little girls. Their hearts will be broken if you and their daddy start something lightning-fast, then end it just as fast.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing, Dad.” I buried my face in my hands, mortified that he probably knew I had screwed around with Bryce tonight. If he thought poorly of me, it would break my heart.
“Did you sleep with him? Did he push himself on you? You can tell me, peanut.”
“No, Dad. He didn’t push himself on me.” Just seduced me was all. And I wasn’t upset about it. It had been the best night I’d had in a long time.
“You were only there to watch his girls. How could y’all move so fast for you to be there until after ten? You don’t even know him. I mean, yeah, I noticed the chemistry between the two of you, but I thought it would take time to develop.”
“You saw chemistry between us?”
“Sure did.”
“I have a confession.”
“Lemme hear it.”
I sucked in a nervous breath, then blew it out. “I met Bryce last Friday at the Boulder Tap House. We never exchanged names or numbers, thinking we’d never see each other again.”
He started laughing, like holding his belly while he laughed. “Did you hook up with him?”
“I’m so humiliated.” I covered my face. “We had a couple of drinks. I ate a tray of cheese curds and then we went out to his truck.”
“Wait.”
I froze and lowered my hands, preparing to get scolded about doing it in Bryce’s pickup.
“You ate a tray of cheese curds?”
“In all that, cheese curds are what stood out to you?”
“Look, peanut. Do I like knowing a guy had sex with my daughter in a truck? Fuck no. But that’s your business. I’ve had my fair share of raunchy hookups before your mom. I’ve got no place to judge. But you never eat junk food. Will you please tell me what brought you home?”
“It’s better if I show you. Follow me.” I went to my bedroom and dug out the pictures and letter from my suitcase. I pressed them against my chest. “Please don’t freak out, Dad.”
He put his hand out.
“Please promise me you won’t freak out.”
“Sadie, let me see.”
I sighed and handed him everything. Anyone could tell when my dad was furious because his face turned beet red, just like now.
“When did you get this?”
“A few days before I got home. I didn’t say anything because I knew it would hurt Mom.”
“Sadie, your mom is a strong, fierce woman. She can handle anything.”
“I’m so sorry, Dad.”
“I have one question. How did you get these?”
“They were spread out on my bed.”
“Fuck! I fucking know who did this!” He took the pictures and letters and stormed out of my room.
“Who?”
“I’m going to the club.”
“But it’s after ten.”
“Maddox will be awake. Grizzly too. Stay here.”
“But I want to go with you.”
“I’ll handle this. Just go to bed, and I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Okay.” As if I’d be able to sleep now.
How did he know who was blackmailing me?