Chapter 275

I pull myself up, while our lips are still attached. He grabs my

blanket and throws it over the couch. The kiss is heated more than

ever. He cups my cheek, and his thumb strokes my skin.

With each peck he gives to my supple and needy lips, he murmurs

a word, "You. Make. Me. So. Happy. I. Love. You." He then pulls

away. He stares at me. His tongue sweeps across his lips. He lifts

my shirt over my head and tosses it aside. He smirks. "No bra for

Daddy?"

"Does Daddy like that?" I ask huskily.

He leans in close. "Daddy fucking loves that. You're such a good

girl." His hot breath dances along my lips as he pours his words

out.

My breasts are caressed by his soft, yet slightly rough and calloused hand. His thumb brushes over my already erect nipples,

and they become even more stiff after his touch. Soon, his digits

once placed to my breasts are replaced by his lips; he takes a nipple between them and tugs on it.