to tell you, I just—” I sigh. “He really freaked me out. He left before security got there, but I had to threaten him with a comb. He wouldn’t take no for an answer, and even tried to—” I hesitate then.
“To what?” Tyler demands.
I lick my lips, and he grips my chin before tilting it back, making me meet those dark eyes.
“To what? Tell me now.”
“I don’t know, like to get it on with me,” I answer lamely.
His eyes flare, his body bunching. “Are you okay?”
I nod. “I was just scared.”
He leans in and kisses me. “I’m so sorry. Make sure security is always at the door now. I can talk to them if need be, that shouldn’t have happened. Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes, I just thought you should know,” I murmur.
“You should have told me earlier, Angel, but I get it.” He kisses me again, softly, lovingly, and then slips from the bed.
“Tyler?” I ask, sitting up as he grabs his jeans and starts to get dressed. “Wait, where are you going?”
“To beat up my dipshit son,” he snarls, turning towards me with his jeans unbuttoned, showing off his V and the bare skin leading to his cock.
“No.” Crawling to the edge, I grab his hips and look up at him. “He was drunk and being an idiot. I think he got the message. Don’t ruin your relationship because of me, okay?”
“Angel,” he snarls, reaching down and grabbing my chin. “He not only scared you but threatened and touched you. He’s a dead man walking. Son or no son.”
I kiss his abs and rest my head against him. “Please, please don’t, okay? I swear, if anything else happens, you can do whatever the hell you want to him, but just let this go, okay?” I beg, rolling my eyes up to his. I distract him by stroking down his stomach and burying my hand in his jeans. “Come back to bed with me.”
He hesitates, clenching his fists. Tyler is protective, possessive…but I can’t be the thing that comes between him and his son, and I know he would regret it. “Please?” I purr, blinking innocently. “Come hold me and love me, Daddy?”
He hesitates further, so I circle his cock with my hand and squeeze, making him groan. “Angel, stop trying to distract me.”
Getting to my knees so I’m higher, I grin and lean in, kissing along his chin and cheek. “Is it working?”
“Yes,” he grumbles.
“Good, ’cause I’m all kinds of wet right now, and you need to deal with that,” I purr, biting his ear.
“I still want to beat the shit out of him,” he mutters, but then his hands go to my hips and he throws me back. I bounce on the bed, legs spread, with a grin on my lips as he yanks down his jeans. Crawling between my parted legs, he stops to kiss each inner thigh, my belly, and over my heart before reaching my lips. “But I’ll let you distract me for a little bit longer.”
Gripping his hair, I kiss him, tangling my tongue with his and wrapping my legs around him before I flip us. I perch over him, stretching across his huge body, his hard cock pressing to my pussy. Licking and biting at his lips, I tease him, rocking on his cock before licking down his throat and nibbling there. His big hands come out and span my ass, squeezing as he rocks me faster, dragging me back and forth across his cock and wetting it with my cream.
“Angel,” he groans, making me grin against his skin. “Don’t tease, get your pretty mouth on my cock.”
“Is that an order, Daddy?” I ask, licking the shell of his ear.
His hand tightens on my ass a second before he lands a spank on it, making me yelp in his ear, even as my pussy clenches. “An order. You don’t want me to kill the bastard for touching my girl? Get your fucking lips around my cock and show me you’re my girl, or I’ll fuck this pretty pussy into oblivion, and while you’re asleep, sneak out and go to him.”
Kissing down his chest, I roll my eyes up to his as I dip my tongue into the hard lines of his abs. He grunts as he watches me, wrapping my hair around his fist and tugging me down. “Open up and suck it like a good girl.”
Holding his gaze, I do as I’m told, not being a brat this time. He shoves