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…

the bright noon sunshine which is

comes into

reaches out her hand and runs it down Dan’s cheek. When she touches his lips, Dan parts them and bites her

so intent that she almost lost

Dan’s voice is husky. He stares at her

last night’s exhaustion. More sex? She won’t get up from the

have to work today?” Jamie tries to

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

What a boss!

in

work?” Jamie moves her body and bellows as

bastard never learns to restrain

finds her face is crumpled and

coy to tell

fine. So, you’re going to tell me, or I check

gaze. Finally, she murmurs

small

hastily shuffles

she blushes and stammers, “I can apply

intent again as he slides the quilt off her body and looks at the bruises on her

the blame and make up for my

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

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

ointment aside and looks at the clock in the wall. It’s only ten o’clock. He lies back into the

flickers her eyes with a smirk. She says, “Greece. I want

sapphire ceilings, which is a perfect place to spend

wants to

the name of the