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the hem of his shirt to tug on it, needing him to take it off.

His kiss was deep and passionate, and when I moved my hands underneath his shirt to brush along his muscles, he growled and fisted my hair in his hands tightly.

As much as I loved being in control, I wanted to let him take over tonight. At least for now.

He moved, making me step back and stop as my back hit the sink behind me, and when his hands left my hair, he picked me up to lift me onto the counter next to the sink.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling my hands out from underneath his shirt again and placing them on either side of his neck to keep him close as his tongue brushed against mine.

I could feel his shaft harden against my crotch, and he held me close with one hand cupping the back of my head while the other grabbed my leg above my right knee.

My heart was pounding again, and I wished I were more open about my feelings toward him, wanting to tell him just how he made me feel even when he wasn’t around.

I fell hard for him, and I knew he did the same for me, but saying those three words were a big step neither of us wanted to take. Not yet, but hopefully very soon.

I moved my hands into his wavy hair and tugged on it close to his scalp, making him press his hips against mine harder and let out another groan as I deepened the kiss with my tongue dipping further into his mouth.

The more time I spent with him, the more I realized our age difference. Not because I had lived fewer years on this planet than he had, but because of our bodies.

Whenever my soft skin rubbed against his, or his hands moved along my body, the roughness made me shiver all over again, and the wrinkles I felt whenever I caressed his face reminded me of the first time I realized I was into older men.

Something about them, especially Riggs, made me feel safe and protected, but it was the confidence and strength he radiated that made my body tingle most.

Again, it wasn’t something most girls related to, but I didn’t care about them. Riggs was the only man that mattered, and there was no one in the entire world who could tell me I couldn’t be with him.

I broke the kiss to press my lips against her neck while pulling back her hair and making her tilt her head to the side, and while I nibbled and licked all the way from her ear to the top of her tits, Valley cupped my cock and started to rub it through my sweatpants.

I had a few ideas for how to fuck her tonight, but I decided to go the unexpected way.

It wasn’t like me to take things slow, and I knew Valley was slowly going crazy while I took my time to discover every single part of her body all over again.

I loved her curves, her tight waist, her beautiful long legs which held me close while they were wrapped around my hips, and I loved her hands, showing me with every single touch how much she loved what we did.

I’ve had many women in my life before, but none had ever touched me the way Valley had.

No one compared to my girl.

They didn’t even have a chance.

“Daddy, please…” she begged, but I knew damn well she had no clue what she was begging for.

“Say that again,” I challenged, cupping both her tits with my hands now and squeezing tightly as I looked back into her eyes.

She stared back at me, her eyes wide and filled with lust, just how I liked to see them.

“I need you, daddy,” she croaked out, her hands fisting my hair tightly.

She didn’t have to tell me that, but hearing her call me daddy made my dick jolt every damn time.

I loved it, and the more she said it, the more I wanted her to continue calling me that.

Lifting her shirt, I exposed her tits as she wasn’t wearing a bra. Another thing I loved about her, and hoped she’d never change.

Once I got rid of my own shirt as well, I cupped her tits again and leaned in to pull one of her nipples into my mouth, circling my tongue around it while squeezing the other.

Her soft moans got louder as I sucked harder