Daddy, don't flirt

He bends and scoops her in his arms, striding into the room.

Suddenly, Jamie is thrown into the bouncy bridal bed.

Her face is blushing crimson while desire, thick and hot, pools in her belly. Burned by Dan’s blazing gaze, she hastily buries her face in her hands.

She can never get too coy.

“I, I haven’t taken the bath. You…

“Together?” Dan arches his brow and locks her beneath his body with his arms popping him up on each side of her, leaning closer to her.

He quickly seals her lips with his before she can refuse.

“Hmm…” Jamie has to follow his lead as Dan’s kiss is so demanding that she can’t make a word.

Dan’s hands move their way across Jamie’s torso while Jamie feels her skin burning. Every touch gives her an unexpected shiver and surprise.

Looking at Jamie’s coy face, Dan’s gaze gets hot and intent, a satisfied smile on his face.

How lovely. They will get together forever and always.

…

The next morning chill wind blows in, which makes Jamie in sound asleep pout with dissatisfaction. She tries to grab her quilt, instead, she touches a warm body and moves herself close to it, holding it tight in her arms.

Which wakes Dan up, bending to gaze at Jamie’s tired but cute face. Delight coursing through his body, he tucks her in and holds her tight to sleep again.

But Jamie isn’t still. From time to time, her hands move around. If she’s not sound asleep, Dan will think she do it purposely to tantalize him.

It’s bittersweet for Dan to holds a sleeping beauty in his arms right now…

shining gold in the bright noon sunshine which is coaxing Jamie into

comes into

runs it down Dan’s cheek. When she touches his lips, Dan

so intent that she almost lost herself to

Dan’s voice is husky. He stares

but she doesn’t forget last night’s exhaustion. More sex? She won’t

today?” Jamie tries to shift Dan’s

like the redirect, but he answers her, “I won’t waste my day after my wedding day on

What a boss!

whines in her

work?” Jamie moves her body and bellows as she feels freaking

bastard never learns to restrain

her face is crumpled and anxiously asks,

a frustrated glare as she is too coy to tell

tell me, or I check it by myself?” Dan doesn’t believe her and wants to check

his gaze. Finally,

too small to hear the words

he cares for Jamie so much that he hastily shuffles to the nearby desk cabinet in his slippers,

ointment, she blushes and stammers, “I can apply it by

doesn’t say anything to turn down her requests. His gaze becomes intent again as he slides the quilt off her body and looks

make up for my mistake.” Dan just wants to touch her skin,

her shoulders and screams in her mind. If he’s really

her bruises. Jamie has no choice but to wait for him to apply the

in the wall. It’s only ten o’clock. He lies back into the bed and holds Jamie in his hug, enjoying the

it over and flickers her eyes with a smirk.

stand white houses with sapphire ceilings, which

Dan really wants

the name of the place in