Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Raising her head, Tiffanie threaded her fingers through his thick hair, drawing his lips down to hers. That kiss sizzled as deeply as their bodies connected. When he lifted his head, they both breathed heavily.
“Move,” she whispered, needing everything from him.
Phineas didn’t hesitate. He withdrew from her completely and surged back inside, brushing over sensitive points inside her slick channel. Tiffanie tightened her legs, grinding her pelvis on his and savoring his growl of appreciation.
Supporting her with one powerful hand under her hips, Phineas powered into her. Their skin grew damp as their bodies crashed together. Pleasure hovered just out of reach. Dividing her attention between the sensations she experienced and returning his kisses and caresses, Tiffanie explored his athletic frame, appreciating each hard inch of his form. How she’d caught his eye…
“Ow!” she blurted. Had he pinched her butt?
“Stop it. Whatever that thought was, I didn’t like it,” Phineas told her sternly. His dominating tone sent an additional shiver of excitement through her. He lowered his mouth to her neck and bit down at the curve of her shoulder.
“Ahh!” The last taste of pain pushed her over the edge into a massive climax. Her body clamped around him, drawing a groan from deep inside his chest. His movements increased in speed, exploding her climax into a second burst of pleasure.
“You feel extraordinary around me, Princess. Damn, I am a lucky man,” he said as he plunged into her, filling her completely over and over.
With a guttural shout that rang through the room, Phineas emptied himself into the condom. His movements slowed, and his caresses gentled, soothing her. Those fiery kisses didn’t lose passion. With each exchange, Phineas claimed her as his.
When he withdrew, Phineas lowered himself beside her on the bed and dealt with the condom as he held her close. When their heart rates slowed, he kissed her lightly and asked, “Are you okay, Princess?”
“I’m better than I’ve ever been,” she assured him, sharing exactly how her body and mind felt.
A wolfish smile spread across his lips. “Damn, I love you, Little girl.
“I love you, Daddy.”
Chapter Seventeen
Working the next day was torture and pure happiness for Phineas. His Little girl had gotten a positive report from the doctor that had rocked both of their worlds. Their lovemaking had shown him how special their connection was. While his entire being yearned to be home with her, Phineas enjoyed his job and the people he met.
He searched through the stacks for two new books for his Little girl. Phineas planned to read to her as often as possible. They could enjoy spicy novels together as well as the best children’s stories the library offered.
He was almost to his driveway when his phone buzzed. Tiffanie. “Hi, Princess! Did you have a good day?”
“It’s Ivan. I left my phone in the car, so I grabbed hers from her purse to call. Tiffanie collapsed at Ferguson’s Folly a half hour ago. We’re in the emergency department. She called your name before losing consciousness.”
The blood in his veins chilled as Phineas scanned the area around the car for a spot to turn around. Thanking the light traffic for permitting him to make a U-turn, he headed for the hospital, breaking speed limits all the way. He parked and ran into the emergency department.
“Hi. Tiffanie Clark is being treated. I’m her partner,” Phineas explained, controlling his panic to convince the desk attendant to allow him into the treatment area.
“We only admit one visitor in the emergency department at a time with a patient. Someone is in her room already.”
Phineas tried to understand what the hospital employee had said to him, but his brain was focused on reaching his Little girl. “Please, I need to get to her.”
“Perhaps you could call whoever is with her and you could swap places.”
Grabbing his phone, Phineas sent Ivan a message.
I’m here. They won’t let me to join you. A stupid reason about how many can be in the room.
Ivan didn’t answer. He came through the door protecting that wing of the hospital from the waiting room. “Phineas. I’m glad to see you. The doctors are running tests, trying to figure out what’s going on. She’s still unconscious. You go back and see her.”
After overhearing their conversation, the desk attendant grabbed a name tag and asked Phineas questions to fill the sticker out. “You can go on through. She’s in bed 4C.”
Phineas took two steps and froze. “Are they asking for all her health history? You know that better than I do. Stay with her, Ivan. It’s more important that the doctors have all the information they need.”
Shaking his head, Ivan met his gaze directly. Phineas could tell Tiffanie’s brother agreed that was the better way to get the most accurate background into her chart but realized how hard not seeing Tiffanie was for Phineas. “I’ll call with any updates.”