Chapter 30
THIRTY
Flynn
Tonight all I want is for Sophie to lie curled up in my arms. Nothing more.
And I wasn’t going to share her. She needs to rest and I need her.
I took this evening off to win her over.
I’m not saying I deserve her over the others, I just feel it in my bones that I can offer her the comfort she needs right now.
I slip my hand in hers and walk her towards my bedroom.
I am taken back to the last time I had her in my room which was only a few days ago on our last official job together.
Our room now as she is always welcome in here with me, always.
When she gets to my room, I stand behind her and unzip her dress.
Her panties are soaked and I know that’s from my come leaking out of her.
I tug them down her curves and lead her into my ensuite.
“Use the bathroom. Would you like a shower?” I say remembering how I washed her hair the last time she was with me.
“Yes please,” she whispers sleepily. I pick up one of my hair bands by the sink and tie her hair up for her.
I know she’s not going to wash it at this time of night.
I want to stay but I know she must need the toilet and I want to give her some room.
I kiss her head, and go to leave as she says, “Thank you, Daddy.”
In an instant I’m rock hard and having a hard time leaving but I force one foot in front of the other.
Tomorrow we are going to need to have a discussion about timing and what those words do to me and what I then want to do to her.
I close the door and run my hands through my beard, feeling the short spikes along the tips of my fingers, willing myself to stay seated on the bed and not join her in the shower.
I listen to the shower run and when it shuts off, I’m on my feet, walking into the bathroom and wrapping my girl up in a towel.
Her hair is still up and she sways sleepily in my arms. It’s been a big day for her, likely a big week.
Four men is a lot to have and digest. Plus all the food and wine we’ve had tonight.
I pat her dry and then drop a grey t-shirt of mine over her head and lead her into my bed.
I undress quickly, laying the discarded clothes over my dresser before climbing into bed and curling Sophie into my body.
Her tiny body wrapped around mine feels like I am in heaven.
This is what dreams are made of, but I don’t want to fall asleep, I want to be present and with Sophie all night.
But the food and wine start to claim me too as I drift off to dream about my redheaded kitten.
I wake as light filters in through my blinds and I immediately feel different.
It takes my mind a moment to connect the dots.
She’s here, she’s in my bed. My kitten is still curled into me, I can feel her warm body and the movement of her chest on mine.
I lay unmoving, feeling every inch of where our bodies touch, listening to her soft breath and smelling her sweet floral shampoo.
I know Tye would be inside her right now but I couldn’t do that.
I am not about to disturb my kitten from her beauty sleep when she’s sleeping so heavy on me.
I peek my eyes open to look down on her angelic peaceful face.
I have no idea of the time or how long I lie still with my Sophie in my arms but she does eventually start to move in her sleep as her body begins to stir.
Watching Sophie wake up is like watching a sunrise, she’s breathtaking.
“Hi, Gorgeous,” I murmur as I watch her peek her lashes open just a fraction to see where she is.
A sleepy smile tugs at her lips as she sees it’s my head lying next to hers in the bed.
“Did you sleep ok?” I ask, not knowing exactly what to say—I never allow women to stay and wake up the next morning in my bed.
Sophie stretches like a cat and watching her wake up is something I may never get used to.
“I haven’t slept that good in months,” she croaks out. “You better be careful, I may never leave your bed.”
I laugh and reply, “I’d have three very unhappy friends who might have something to say about that.”
“They had better be as cosy in bed as you are, you have set a high bar,” she smiles.
“I personally can’t speak from experience, but my bet is Mack or Rory could be, Tye wouldn’t be able to keep his cock out of you.”
“Yeah, he does have a bit of a track record with that,” she giggles and then leans into me and brushes her lips against mine. “Good morning, Handsome. Did you sleep well?”
“Like a baby,” I answer, which is remarkably true. “Are you hungry, would you like some breakfast?” I ask as I stroke a rogue strand of her auburn hair from across her face.
“I am feeling hungry,” she whispers coyly.
“But I’m more interested in the Roman I am lying next to,” she purrs, fluttering her lashes at me.
Obviously I wanted to, but I was trying to be a gentleman and not push her on her first night in our apartment, especially after having her last night.
She moves her leg across mine and pulls herself up to straddle me, her bare pussy flat against my waist. It feels like all the blood in my body funnels down to my cock and I’m hard in an instant, my erection standing up against her back.
Her Cheshire Cat grin makes me want to fuck the smile from off her face.
But this is her first morning, we play by her rules today and that, by all accounts, is morning sex as she lifts herself up and lines herself over me.
“Daddy, will you let me sit on your cock?” she says with mock innocence.
My eyes flash. Her words, plus the devilishly naughty look she is giving me, unravel me.
I thrust inside her, pulling her hips down to take all of me.
I want her to take all of me, feel every inch of myself hitting her soft warm walls.
I am meant to be fucking her softly like an easy Sunday morning, but those words, they have me gripping her hips, rolling her over onto her back and growling into her ear, “Are you ready to take Daddy’s cock now, Little Kitten? ”
The small whimper she makes drives me crazy as I begin to fuck her into the bed, unable to stop myself from craving more, pushing deeper.
The beast in me is unleashed, I give all of myself to her and it feels fucking fantastic.
Her legs come up to wrap around my hips, her hands pull my face to hers as she mutters, “Give me all you’ve got, Daddy, I want to feel all of you. ”
My eyes roll into the back of my head. How has she gotten to know me this well in such a short amount of time?
She is playing dirty, she wants this, she wants me to be animalistic and ravenous for her.
She gets off on seeing me come undone. She’s taunting me to show my real self and I fell straight into her trap.
She’s looking back at me, her red hair fanned out around her head like an angel, her eyes glowing in the morning light.
Never has she looked more beautiful than now I’m between her legs.
I push up her t-shirt and look down at her full, creamy white breasts that sway with my thrusting.
God her nipples look good enough to eat.
I lower my head to suck one into my mouth and she moans that sweet music that sparks the orgasm I am chasing.
I suck harder and feel her chest arch up to meet my mouth as her body trembles below me.
I can barely hang on to my release as I move to her other perfect nipple and nip down on her waiting peak.
She jolts below me as her legs wrap tighter and I feel her orgasm clench around me, drawing me in deeper, milking my balls as I erupt inside of her.
I still and look down at my sweet kitten, her cheeks flushed, her eyes dreamy as my own soak her in.
This is how I want to memorise her for the rest of the day.
She smiles back up at me, happy from her high but I see a twinkle in the depths of those greens—she played me like a fiddle and got me exactly where she wanted me. I fucking love her for it.
“If I ever needed extra convincing to take you up on your proposal, that would have sealed it. I could start my day everyday being so well seen to,” she grins and raises both her hands to push my loose hanging hair behind my ears.
“I like seeing your hair down, it suits you,” she says.
I lean down and kiss her softly. The urgency has left my body and all I feel is tenderness for the woman I really don’t want to withdraw out of.
When I draw back I reply, “I only leave it out when I’m sleeping.
But for you, I can make an exception.” She looks pleased with that.
“Stay there,” I instruct as I regrettably slide out of her slick warmth.
I fold my body back to kneel on my haunches, her legs wide open to accommodate me.
My eyes go to her sweet bare pussy as she realises where I am looking, she tries to close her legs.
“No Kitten, let me see,” I say in the most commanding voice I can muster.
I hit a nerve because her legs go weak and she shows me one of her cards now too.
I can put on my dominating Daddy voice and she becomes putty in my hands.
I watch as my come begins to slide out of her and drip down to her arse crack.
That won’t do. I ease the liquid back up to her entrance with my fingers and push it back inside of her.
“I want you to be dripping of me all day like you were last night.” I feel her insides flutter around my fingers and her body tells me she likes to hear that too.
Oh Kitten, the fun we are going to have together.
A knock comes on the door, “Breakfast, I bet you’re hungry after all that morning fucking,” sings out Tye’s voice.