Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
She nodded and said, “Really happy. I’ve never felt like that before. You’re good.”
“We’re good together, sweetheart.”
“We are.” Her gaze flittered past him, and Caden turned his head to see what distracted her. Brooklyn focused on the clock. He read the numbers—eight o’clock.
“Don’t you have to work today?” she asked, tensing.
“No, sweetheart. It’s Saturday. I might just keep you in bed all day.”
“I’ve totally lost track of the days,” she confessed, shaking her head. “I’m glad we get to spend the day together.”
“Me, too. Now, someone inspired me to quite a workout. I think I need a shower and food. What about you? Do you need to take a bath instead to soak away any soreness?”
The cute blush decorated her face, enchanting him. “I’m okay. But a shower is probably good.” She stopped and sniffed her forearm. “I smell like you.”
“I’m good with that.”
“Caveman much?” she teased.
“With you around? Every moment of every day. I’m afraid I’m quite possessive of you. Does that bother you?”
She hesitated for a moment as if she were considering his question before answering. “No. It doesn’t.”
“I’m glad. Come on, little girl. Let’s get cleaned up so we can have some breakfast. What’s your favorite breakfast?”
“Waffles.”
The speed in which she’d answered told him a lot. Waffles topped her list with several blank spaces below it. He didn’t have a waffle maker. Caden grabbed his phone. “I need to ask my team for a favor,” he explained to Brooklyn before texting.
Red alert. Can anyone drop a waffle maker off on my doorstep in the next fifteen minutes?
Seconds later, Koa answered.
Little girls rock, don’t they? Giana says you can borrow ours. She wants me to stress that it’s just a loan.
You’re a lifesaver, Koa. Thank Giana for me and tell her I’d never steal her waffle maker.
You can do that yourself. Barbecue at Zale’s tonight. You’re in charge of bringing dessert and the waffle maker.
Five p.m.?
Yes, sir!
“All set, little girl. Let’s go shower. By the way, we are having a barbecue with the team and their partners. Would you like to see Giana again?”
“I’d love that. I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye last time. You were so great at getting me out of the spotlight.”
Caden got up and tugged Brooklyn out of bed. He tried not to let it go to his head when she swayed a bit on her feet. He loved that their lovemaking had knocked her a bit off balance. It certainly had impacted him inside. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he walked her into the bathroom and to the small separate room that held the toilet.
“Go potty, little girl.”
Her quick dart inside told him everything. Her wiggles before they got up were a sign she needed to use the bathroom. Tucking her inside a diaper would prevent any accidents.
Caden turned on the shower to warm up and grabbed a couple of fresh towels to hang by the clear glass door. “I’m getting in the shower, little girl. Come join me when you finish.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Stepping into the large, tiled shower, Caden celebrated his decision to enlarge the shower. Having extra room to accommodate two people easily was essential. He dunked his head under the spray and wet his hair. Quickly, he shampooed his hair. As he rinsed the suds, cool air wafted over his wet body.
“Hi, Brookie,” he greeted her.
Her fingers stroked over his chest. He squinted one eye open to see her avidly ogling him. Caden reached out a hand to bring her close. “Hi, little girl. Are you ready to get clean?”
“Daddy! I’m getting wet,” she protested, squirming against him.
She could have kept that motion up forever. His cock was automatically on alert.
“Daddy…” Her voice trailed off.
“Ignore my erection. I’m always going to get hard from the feel of your wet, gorgeous body wiggling on me.”
“It’s hard to ignore,” she whispered.
“Concentrate on waffles,” he suggested, turning so she stood in the stream of warm water.
He pumped the unscented gentle liquid soap into his hand. He spread the silky cleanser over her skin, enjoying caressing her. His little girl’s moan of delight told him she enjoyed his efforts as well. She gasped as he slid his fingers through her pink folds.
“Sore?”
“No… Turned on,” she admitted.
“That’s a good thing. I know the feeling.”
Her gaze returned immediately to his cock. “Can I touch you now?” she asked.
“How about if you help Daddy get clean?” Caden pumped the soap into her hand. Immediately, she focused on her task, spreading the cleanser over him as he attended to her.
Caden swallowed a laugh as her dedication to assisting him vanished. She simply drew a line down the center of his torso before wrapping her soapy hand around his shaft. Brooklyn carefully coated his cock with body wash and drew her hands one over the other, pulling on his shaft. Her first touch made his eyes roll back into his head—the second and third made him harder than stone.