Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
“We were a little…enthusiastic last night.” He smirks. “And if you break something, you should fix it.”
“So responsible,” I tease, stretching my arms above my head, drawing his eyes again to my breasts. Heat floods my cheeks as I remember the table creaking, his hands on my body, the way he drove his cock in and out of me just before exploding inside.
It was beyond anything I could have ever imagined, and I’m still a tiny bit sore this morning. I don’t think that has anything to do with the fact that last night I was a virgin; it’s the fact that Cam is hung like a fricking horse.
My panties are wet from the enormous load he pumped into me before carrying me into my room and passing out beside me. The idea that I might be pregnant has me tingling all over. To go from a virgin with absolutely no experience with men to an expecting mother in one day is just wild. Wild and incredible!
Seeing him doing something so masculine ignites a feminine spark inside me. I go over to him for a kiss, then walk over to the counter. “I can make breakfast if you’d like. While you fix what we broke.”
“Break?” he asks. “What did we break? We made everything better last night.”
I smile. His declaration nearly undoes me. Cam is a man whose actions speak louder than words, but when he does speak, it’s like listening to the most wonderful poetry.
I go to the fridge, so aware of his presence behind me. Is he checking out my ass? I sure hope so. Maybe I should have taken my panties off completely; then he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off me. After all, it’s not like my mom’s home to yell at me or something.
He works while I cook eggs, bacon, and toast, just a simple breakfast that I know he’ll like. It’s like practice for all the mornings ahead of us. We vibe together as though we’ve been doing this for years, and by the time I’m plating, he has the table back on its legs like nothing ever happened.
As I set his plate down in front of him, he snatches me by the waist and pulls me into his lap, his rough right hand cupping my breast. “Thank you, baby.”
“For breakfast?” I giggle.
“For everything.” He slips two fingers between my legs, gently stroking my pussy through the wet fabric of my panties. “For seeing me for who I truly am and not letting me turn my back on you any longer. For being brave for both of us.”
“You’re the brave one, Cam. Saving all your money on a big bet, working yourself to death for your dream.”
“No.” He shakes his head. “That’s just ambition. You choosing me when you could have had any man in the world? That’s brave.”
“Any man in the world?” I laugh, shaking my head. “No. I want you.”
He kisses me deeply, his tongue tasting like my forever, I map every inch of it against mine, implanting the feeling in my memory. I could kiss him with my eyes closed and know it’s him.
I take my seat, and we start on our breakfast. I can’t believe I’m just sitting here, topless in front of him like it’s no big deal. I’m tingling all over, feeling oh so naughty. If Mom saw me like this…
“You know, you could always help me at the garage,” he says, his offer sounding like a proposal. “Do the books, handle the customers. You could be my partner.”
Partner. The word lodges in my chest like an arrow, shocking me to my core.
“Would that be…appropriate?” I ask. “The boss dating his employee?”
Cam cocks an eyebrow and grins. “Appropriate? You’re really going to ask me about appropriate after what we did last night?”
“True,” I giggle, absolutely melting inside as I stare at him.
“You could always go to school,” he suggests. “You’re a smart girl. Maybe run your own place one day.”
I shrug. “I thought about applying to that business scholarship, but I don’t know. I doubt I’d get it.”
“I don’t doubt anything when it comes to you, Katie.” His gaze is like a buttery warm honey that seems to glaze my entire body. I’m not even nervous around him anymore. I’m confident in my femininity. All I feel is love from him. Want and desire. And that has my head swimming with naughty thoughts.
Cameron is my daddy. I belong to him now. And even though it’s so wrong on so many levels, it feels more right than anything ever could.
I lean back in my chair, snipping a piece of bacon with my teeth. Using my other hand, I gently slip two fingers between my legs, drawing Cam’s attention immediately. Excitement ripples through me as I pull my panties aside, exposing myself to him. His gaze is so possessive as I gently run a finger up my wet slit. I’m practically drenched, and he’s barely even touched me.