Say Daddy A Mafia Billionaire Romance - Shanna Handel Page 0,52

other than she kicked her out when she was eighteen, and that she isn’t very kind. The thought of having someone on our turf who makes my baby feel sad has my protective instincts taking over.

I offer, “We don’t have to have her if you don’t want. We can make some excuse. Or, tell her the truth; that she’s not welcome.”

She sniffs. “No. I can’t do that. Two wrongs don’t make a right. She’s my family—the only family I have. I’ll let her come.”

I take her left hand in mine, kissing it softly. “Soon you’ll have a big family. A loving family. One that would do anything to protect you. One that will never, ever hurt you.”

Smiling through her tears, she wipes them away with her free hand. “You think so? Do you really think... we’ll...” Her words trail off, shy at the thought of assuming we’ll be married one day.

“I know so. One day, very soon, if I’m lucky and you say yes.” Slipping the ring from my pocket, I hold it up to her.

She gasps, “The ring!” Her eyes grow wide in disbelief as she watches me slide it onto her finger.

Smiling, I say, “Your ring.”

She lifts her hand, her eyes taking it in. “You mean...”

I prop up one of my knees so I’m in the correct stance for such a gesture. “Victoria, will you do me the honor of—”

My words are cut off by two arms winding tightly around my neck. “Yes! Oh, yes! Of course I’ll marry you!”

Laughing, I say, “But I didn’t even get to ask you.”

“I don’t care.” She kisses me, fresh tears falling from her cheeks. This time, tears of joy, not sorrow.

The only kind of tears I ever want to cause her.

I take her into my arms, kissing her gently. She melts against me, her tears dampening my cheeks.

“This will never do, to have my baby girl so sad. I wonder what I could do to cheer her up.”

Tori sniffles, wiping her tears away with the backs of her hands. “You already have with this gorgeous ring and your lovely proposal.”

I think of my original plan, much more noteworthy than rushing home from the jewelers and proposing. I ask, “You don’t mind that I didn’t wait and do it with an elaborate setup?”

She shakes her head and smiles. “No. I loved it just as it was.”

“I have to confess—the second I had the ring, I came right here to give it to you. I had other plans, but it turns out I couldn’t wait.” I kiss down her neck, licking and sucking her sweet spots.

She lets out a soft sigh. “I’m so glad you did.”

Kissing lower, I tug the material of her shirt up, pulling the cup of her bra down and exposing a pretty pink nipple. Taking it in my mouth, I suck, cupping her flesh in my hand.

Kissing even lower, I trail down her stomach. Unbuttoning her jeans, I pull them down with her panties until she’s naked from the waist down. Kneeling on the floor, kissing my way up the insides of her thighs, I ask, “And now, are you feeling any better?”

“Much,” she answers. Her hands run through my hair as I close in on the apex of her thighs.

Nuzzling between her slick folds, I take a lick. “So sweet. Like candy.”

She giggles, her bottom wiggling, and scoots to the end of the bed, her legs spreading. “Taste it again, Daddy.”

“I love it when you call me that. You know how hard it makes me.” I give her pussy another lick, flattening my tongue against her sensitive bud. Lapping up her juices and stroking her clit.

“Mm, that feels so good. I’m feeling much, much better, Daddy.”

Keeping my mouth on her, I slide a finger inside of her. She’s tight, but wet, and it slides right in. Stroking her gently with the tip of my finger, I run teasing circles around her clit with the tip of my tongue.

“Oh, Daddy, don’t tease! Lick it good,” she cries.

“Like this?” I ask. Thrusting a second finger inside her, I pump my digits while running my tongue up and down her clit.

She throws her feet on my shoulders, her thighs locking around my head. She cries out, “Oh, Daddy, I’m going to come!”

I finger fuck her harder and faster, while my mouth devours her pussy. Her sheath clamps down on my fingers and she curls into a little ball, every muscle in her body tensing as she cries out.

I don’t stop.

Mercilessly, I