Be My Babygirl A Billionaire Romance - Jane Henry Page 0,46
the day there were horses, though.”
She sighs. “I love horses. I love barns!”
Noted.
“You know what I like about barns?” I say, prowling closer to her.
She must catch the tone of my voice, because she looks over her shoulder at me and gives me a grin. “They’re far away from your Gran’s insistence on sleeping in separate beds?”
“How’d you know?”
“Always thinking of sex,” she teases, but the next moment, she takes off at a run. “But you’ll have to catch me first!”
I groan, and she sprints. I let her think she’s got a lead on me. She must’ve forgotten I played football back in the day. She squeals when I give her chase, easily catching up to her. She ducks behind a bale of hay, then scrambles up onto the loft. Ha. There’s no way down.
“Ah, Katie Kats like lofts, don’t they?” I say, pacing below when she scrambles for a way down, but the only way down is right in front of me.
“Uh oh,” she mutters.
“Uh oh is right. Stuck up in a tree, little Katie Kat?”
She groans.
I chuckle as I make my way up the ladder.
“Such a naughty little girl running from her daddy, isn’t she?”
She doesn’t reply. I wonder what she’s up to. The ladder’s tall, and by the time I’m at the top, she’s nowhere to be found. What the hell? I know there’s no way down from here.
I turn to the left when I hear her squeal and she tackles me to the ground. I quickly turn to grab her, and in one swift motion, maneuver her beneath me.
“Naughty little kitten,” I say, tsking at her. “Daddy will have to punish you for that.”
She sticks her tongue out at me, and it’s all the encouragement I need to drape her over my knee and smack her full, pertinent little ass.
“Someone will hear!”
“Good. Let them.”
I bring my palm down hard.
“Darius!”
“That’s daddy to you, young lady.”
I spank her again.
“Okay, okay,” she’s panting. “I want to be able to sit for dinner tonight!”
But she’s giggling, and her cheeks are flushed pink. I push her off my knee onto the grass and take off my t-shirt. I open it out and lay it across the hay. I arrange her on top.
“You’ll sit just fine,” I tell her, sliding her leggings off and reaching for her panties. “You’ll just remember who your daddy is when you do.”
She fumbles at my waist and unfastens my jeans, draws my cock out, and guides me down between her legs. I shift my weight and cage her beneath me as I slide between her folds and groan when her pussy hugs my cock.
“Be quiet,” I whisper in her ear. “We don’t want anyone to hear us, now, do we?”
Her eyes widen and her cheeks heat. She bites her lip and shakes her head, then her eyes roll back when I thrust hard in her. I cover her mouth with my hand while I fuck her hard, with swift, savage strokes. She keens with pleasure and stifles her whimpers.
“Katie likes it when I take her rough,” I whisper in her ear, before I take her earlobe and bite down. “Katie likes to be fucked hard.”
She moans and writhes but nods her head. I capture her wrists and pin them to her sides while I continue to thrust in and out without stopping, not holding myself back, but claiming her right here. Her head falls back and her mouth parts. I know the way her breathing hitches just before she comes, the way her pulse races against my fingers. I lean down and whisper in her ear, “Come for daddy. But not a sound or I’ll punish you.”
She clamps her lips and holds herself back with difficulty. My own release ravages me as her pussy tightens and I come hard inside her. I milk her climax and mine, slowing to languid strokes as the aftershocks of her climax make her whimper.
I want to hold her close to me and ask her to be mine for real. To make that ring on her finger more than a fucking hoax. To marry her, here on this property that she’s so quickly fallen in love with.
I want to tell her that I love her.
But I can’t do that. I can’t add further confusion to this mess we’ve made with the contract, with the fake engagement. It’s only an arrangement—this... this lightness I feel when I’m with her, this happiness... it’s not my real life.