Chapter 7
After wrapping her in a towel, Max carried his little girl into the bedroom.
Funny how he’d recovered his energy after an intense day of training just by finding her still in his home.
She hadn’t fled. That meant something, right?
Max closed his eyes for a moment and sent a wish out to the universe hoping it did.
He laid her carefully on the comforter and rolled her out of the towel with a quick pull. Her giggles went straight to his heart as she turned.
“Do it again, Daddy!”
“Soon, baby. I promise. Right now, I need to kiss you. I missed you today.” Max crawled over her gorgeous body, caging her beneath him. He lowered his weight to one hip on the mattress to support his weight from crushing her. Cupping her face, he lowered his lips to hers.
He’d promised her slow. His body craved hers to a level he’d not experienced before. He controlled his urgency with an iron-forged effort and concentrated on his seduction skills.
Deep, slow kisses followed. Max showed his little girl just how much he desired her.
He stroked her soft skin with his hands, regretting his rough, battle-worn fingertips.
Max didn’t have a desk job that required a computer and paper.
He’d spent that day scaling cliffs with scavenged rope and other improvised material.
Fortunately, Saylor arched into his touch, showing him she enjoyed his caresses.
Shifting quickly to grab a condom from the nightstand before returning to kiss his precious Little, Max guarded his expression when a look of disappointment flashed across her face. She thought he was finished with foreplay. He’d show her exactly how much he enjoyed her body and her pleasure.
Max rolled onto his back, carrying Saylor with him.
Her eyes widened as she found herself sitting on top of him.
“Baby girl, I’m going to put you in control.
Sit up for me. Let me see my Saylor girl.
” He set the condom packet slightly under his hip where he wouldn’t lose it as he devoured the sight of her sweet body.
He’d never had a type. Now he did. Saylor was his type.
Turning a bright shade of pink, Saylor allowed him to help her sit astride his pelvis. She shifted and bit her lip as his rigid shaft rubbed against her pussy. Immediately, she repeated the action and closed her eyes to savor the sensation.
Her slick juices coated Max’s cock as she moved against him. His view was spectacular. Her breasts swayed as she moved, and her expression enthralled him. Max flexed his hips, pushing himself more firmly against her as he stroked her skin.
“Play with your breasts, baby. Show me what you like,” he growled.
Her eyelids flew open. Staring at him, she hesitated. “Daddy?”
“Do it, little girl. Brush your fingertips over your nipples.”
Slowly, she lifted her hands to cup her breasts. Tentatively, she stroked her fingertips over her tightly budded peaks. “Mmm,” fell from her lips as she resumed the gliding movement over his hardness.
“Good girl. Pinch them, baby.”
Saylor gasped as she followed his directions.
Her cheeks still held an adorable pink blush as she caressed herself.
Her juices welled freely from her pussy, wetting her inner thighs and his skin as well.
Max inhaled deeply, enjoying her scent. He tightened his hands, stabilizing her hips and lifted her further up his body.
Immediately, she protested, “Daddy! No.”
“I’ll make it better. I promise, Saylor. I need to taste you.”
“To taste me?” she repeated and blushed more as he moved her so that her pussy hovered over his face. She stiffened, resisting his gentle tug downward. “I’ll smother you.”
“What a way to die, little girl.”
When she shook her head, refusing, he assured her, “I can move you at any time, baby. You’re not going to cut off my air. I’m going to help you come. Shall we say three times?”
“I can’t climax that many times. I did twice with you last night. Most of the time, I never…” She closed her mouth with a snap.
“You never come? Feel free to point out any of your ex-boyfriends, little girl, if we see them out in town. I’ll knock out a few of their teeth to teach them to pay more attention to their partner’s pleasure than their own.
Do you trust me?” Mentally, he crossed his fingers.
That was a big ask after only one night together.
Slowly, Saylor nodded.
“Good girl.” He smiled at her in relief before licking his lips. “Come here, baby. Daddy’s hungry.”
Adorably, she covered her eyes with her hands as she allowed him to guide her lower. She squealed when his lips moved against him, but hovered without lifting away. Max drew her lower until he could trace her inner lips with his tongue, tasting her sweet essence.
“Mmm,” he hummed against her skin, reassuring her he enjoyed her flavor.
Brushing across her clit, Max drove her into a quick orgasm. As she trembled over him, he glided one finger into her tight channel. Saylor bounced on it, extending her own orgasm. Her hands drifted down from her face, returning to her breasts.
Max groaned against her pussy as the erotic view she presented pushed his iron-clad control. She’d never understand that if he died now, he’d go happily. He etched this memory into his brain.
Eager to help her climax again, Max wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked softly. Saylor froze and pressed against him. When she whispered, “More,” he gradually increased the suction. With a cry, she shattered above him again as she lifted herself away.
He allowed her to recover for a moment before guiding her back into place. He added a second finger. Saylor shuddered over him and gyrated against his touch. Max curled his fingers slightly inside her, searching for that sensitive spot on her inner wall. Her gasp told him he’d succeeded.
An idea blossomed in his mind. Max turned his head back and forth slowly, trailing his evening whiskers against her.
“Yes!” she whispered urgently to encourage him.
Continuing to explore her most sensitive spots, Max pushed her arousal upward.
His fingers gripping her hip tightened as she moved above him.
Her self-consciousness was completely eliminated by pleasure.
“Please, please, please,” she chanted above him, making Max totally committed in lavishing at least one more orgasm on her.
Her keening yell filled the room, making him smile against her. Good girl! Max slid another finger inside her. She lifted her hands upward, thrusting her fingers through her hair as if she needed to tether the delight with a taste of pain.
Unable to resist her allure a moment longer, Max roared up from his position, shifting her easily to straddle his thighs. She gasped and clutched at his shoulders, using him as her anchor in her shifting world.
“Help Daddy, little girl. I need to be inside you.”
Saylor nodded eagerly and reached for the condom as he unwrapped it. She bit her lip as she concentrated on her task. Her fingers moving on his shaft made him grit his teeth. Maybe this was the worst idea he’d ever had. He was going to explode before she got the protection rolled into place.
“Got it, Daddy!” she announced proudly, meeting his gaze triumphantly.
He’d torture himself again at a moment’s notice to give himself a reason to praise her. “Good job, baby. I need you badly.”
“Now, Daddy. I need you to fill me.”
Max closed his eyes to reinforce his control before wrapping his arms around her and taking her with him as he stretched back out on the mattress.
He immediately rolled her over onto her side and pulled her thigh over his hip.
Placing the tip of his shaft at her entrance, Max pushed himself slowly inside.
In this position, he couldn’t thrust deeply, but she would feel every inch of his entrance. Her quick inhale told him everything. She was primed to come again.
“Kiss me, baby,” he ordered.
She pressed her lips to his and hesitated. He loved to discover her response to experiencing something new was to stop and savor it. He groaned as she licked her lips, tasting her juices. Eagerly, she leaned forward to swirl her tongue over his skin. Her hum of approval went straight to his cock.
Damn, she was so sensual, enjoying everything he shared with her. Max couldn’t wait to experience more new things with her. He moved inside her, savoring the grip of her aroused body. The walls of her passage quivered, signaling her approaching orgasm.
Max didn’t rush. Making love to Saylor deserved time to savor the heaven she promised. He entered as smoothly as possible. Their bodies straining together established a pattern that threatened his control as she ground her pelvis to his.
When a cry burst from her, Max allowed himself to orgasm with her. He held her plastered against his chest, feeling her heart beat rapidly against him. Please let her give me her heart. Saylor already held his in her talented hands.
* * *
After cleaning them up a bit, Max ushered Saylor into the kitchen. “Let’s get some dinner going. I’m ravenous.”
Saylor nodded. “Me, too. Put me to work. What can I do?” she asked as he opened the refrigerator to grab the steaks he’d left to thaw during the day.
“You did eat today, right?”
“Yeah. I had a sandwich for lunch.”
“Good. We’ll have to talk about what you like to eat. I’ll call an order in and pick it up tomorrow.”
“Oh! You don’t have to do that. It’s not like I’m always going to be here,” she said quickly.
Max tilted his head, scanning her as he tried to read her expression and body language. “What’s wrong?”
“Wrong? Nothing’s wrong.”
“Did you have a good day here today?” he asked.
“Yes. Super lazy. I slept in, took a bath, read a book…”
“That sounds like a great day. What did you read?”
“Oh, just a paperback from your shelf. I hope that was okay.”
He noticed her gaze turned slightly toward the family room before she focused back on him. What was she trying not to look at? “Of course that’s okay. What did you read?”
Her eyes darted back and forth before she looked up at the ceiling. Those interrogation techniques the military taught him came in handy with a little girl who was obviously avoiding the truth. That focus upward told him she was searching for something to tell him.
Max walked to her side and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “Did you find one of my Daddy books?” he asked softly.
Saylor froze.
He waited patiently for her to answer. Silence stretched between them.
Finally, she nodded. “Sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize. If they were top secret, I’d have them under lock and key.”
“But it had all your private notes and highlights.” Saylor swallowed hard before continuing, “Do you really want all the things in that book?”
“I want everything that is right for us—for you. All a daddy wants is to provide what his little girl wants as well as what she needs. Did something scare you in the book?”
“I don’t know about the embarrassing stuff,” she muttered, looking away.
“Look at me, Saylor.” He waited until her gaze met his.
Her pretty brown eyes were clouded slightly with apprehension.
“If something in that book is a hard no for you, we’ll talk about it.
You probably saw something I disagreed with as you read.
I’m pretty opinionated about punishment and consequences.
How about if we look at the book this weekend when we have more time?
Can you not stress about it for a couple more days? ”
“Maybe I could ask a couple questions?”
“Of course. You can ask anything you want. Go grab the book while I put the steaks on and we’ll talk over dinner.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“Anything for you, little girl,” he said, kissing her lips softly.
By the time he got back inside, she’d followed his instructions and waited at the island with the book in her hands. He controlled the smile on his lips. He couldn’t wait to hear her questions.