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“Can we start now, Daddy?” Pulling back, she meets my stare; the girl is in fucking heat. Christ, is that hot as hell.

Getting to my feet with Hester still in my arms, I carry her to the bed and drop her on the soft mattress so she bounces. She lies back, lifts one leg, pressing her heel into my chest, and her dress slides up teasingly. Not enough to expose her honeyed center, but enough that I can’t stop staring.

“Vixen,” I grumble, wrapping both hands around her ankle, holding her still. “It’s been a damn pleasure watching you blossom.” I keep my tone lower, softer, so she understands how much I mean what I’m saying. “Turn into this woman who knows what she wants and goes for it but is still so fucking innocent my teeth ache.”

Her cheeks flame with the sweetest pink tinge, still unused to praise. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Now, spread your legs and show Daddy his hidden treasure.”

CHAPTER 28

Hester

I feel like an entirely new woman. One who is confident and knows what she desires most. It’s foreign, exhilarating, and addicting.

Hiking up my dress for Cato, my husband—god, I can’t believe how my life has turned around since bumping into him—his tongue slips out to wet his lips, and he appears mesmerized by my nudity, even though I’m still mostly covered.

“Daddy, is it okay for you?” Knowing that Cato enjoys my innocence, I give him the vulnerability I don’t think I’ll ever shake.

He makes a choking sound and grunts. “Okay isn’t what I’d say to describe this sweet peach.” His hands run up and down my thighs before framing my sex. His thumbs slip along my soaked lips together, spreading me wide like a perfect butterfly. “This is temptation. Sin. Too good for the likes of me or any other man.”

“But you’ll have me anyway, right, Daddy?”

He flashes a predatory grin, then leans down and buries his face between my legs. Taking a long lick up my center, extracting the breath from my lungs, and making me squirm in his unyielding hold.

“I could live right here and be happy forever.” His words are so reverent and quiet that I don’t think they’re for me. It’s like he’s compelled to say them, to affirm his feelings.

“Mmm, please, Daddy.” He blows a hot breath up my slit, and I gush for him. He lets loose then, licking, sucking, biting until I can’t stay still. Cato doesn’t stop until he wrings one orgasm after another out of me. Making love to me with his mouth, unstoppable, even though I know he must be sore. “Stop, please, Daddy, I can’t breathe.” I’m so overstimulated by his loving that I can hardly stand to be touched.

A dark chuckle escapes his soaked lips as he rises up to remove his pants. “Did I mention how stunning you are in this gown? I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.” His admiration makes my heart pound and my belly flutter.

“Your children picked it out,” I tell him, and when his eyes flick to mine, a storm brews there that I don’t understand.

“Our kids, kitten, they’re ours.” I nibble my lip, unsure how to respond, so I keep silent. “You don’t believe me?” I shrug. He climbs up my body, taking my dress with him so once he’s tossed it off, we’re both naked. “They’re calling you Mom.” I inhale sharply. “Didn’t think I knew about that, did you? I’m the one who planted the idea in their heads, pretty girl.”

My throat clogs with emotion. Clasping his face in my hands, I drag Cato closer. “I love you, husband.” Wrapping my legs around his hips, I feel his member prodding my entrance and pull him in deeper. “Take me, Daddy.” Lifting my arms above my head, I turn my face to the side, offering my submission.

With a deadly growl, he slams into me and latches onto my throat while one hand pins my hands to the bed. A scream catches in my throat from the force, but he doesn’t slow down. His hips torpedo in and out, sweeping us up in the motion like waves in a storm.

“Can never get deep enough,” he grunts in my ear, his free hand roaming my body, memorizing every inch of skin with his touch. “I wish you could feel you the way I do. Your silky heat, the rippling of your walls, when your orgasms tear through your body, and you suck my soul out of the innermost part of me. It’s criminal the way I’ve become addicted, obsessed with you, kitten.” Kissing my lips, he’s fierce and sweet, compelling me to let everything go and enjoy what we’re doing together.

“Yesssss, Daddy. Oh god, it’s coming. Please, come with me.” I love when we climax together. There’s no better feeling than reaching that magical peak together.

“Fuck. How can I say no to you?” His hand reaches between our bodies, massaging my clit until I’m a panting mess and the pleasure races through me, and I combust. Shuttling me out of my body, floating, until I’m sucked back in just in time to feel Cato blowing inside me. “Fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkk,” he groans into my neck.

Our bodies are coated in sweat; we’re panting and exhausted, but neither of us has the desire to move. I never want this night to end. I want to live with Cato inside me until I die.

Eventually, he rolls to the side, taking me with him. I’m sprawled across his chest, our mixed fluids leaking from my overused hole, enjoying the blissful silence.

When his lips softly kiss my temple, I know I’ve found not only my forever but my reason for being. Cato is the home I spent my entire life searching for. He’s made all the pain worth it, loving me so wholeheartedly that I can’t ask for more.

“Thank you for choosing me, Daddy.” I kiss his chest, close my eyes, and his steady heartbeat ushers me into the most relaxed state I’ve ever been in.

“Thank you for loving me, pretty girl. For loving our kids, present and future.”

Smiling at his words, I’m content, knowing I truly have it all for once. I have the happily-ever-after my favorite books always end in.

Epilogue One