Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
"No. I’m what you might class as private. A lot of my contracts come from the government." He brushes his mouth against mine. "There’s more, but it's not important. It's dark and dirty, and I don't want it near you. You're the bright light in my world, princess."
"Really?" When he looks at me, there is so much hope and truth in his eyes. I know that there’s so much that he isn’t telling me, but do I really need to know the worst of it to believe him?
"You’re so sweet and pure. I shouldn't get to have you, but I can't let you go. You're mine."
"I want to be yours," I whisper, and it’s the truth. Before Callum, I was completely lost. I was filling out college applications as a means of escape. I wanted to find what was missing inside me, but with Callum, I’ve found it.
"You are. I didn't follow you around because of your father, princess. I saw a picture of you, and I couldn't stay away. The closer I got, the more I needed you. I didn’t hack your laptop to spy on him. It was you I was watching over. My girl."
“So you kind of stalked me?” I grin, and a half smile pulls at the corner of his mouth. “I kind of like how much you need me.”
"You do?”
"Maybe." I shrug, glancing away.
"Maybe? Are you lying, little girl?"
"No, Daddy! I was only teasing. I love it."
Callum closes his eyes. "Say it again."
"Daddy." When he opens his eyes, I touch his cheek. "I really love you, too."
“That’s my girl.” He takes possession of my mouth in a deep kiss as his hand slides up my dress. “I love you. But that doesn’t mean you’re not in trouble.”
“Oh no.” I poke out my bottom lip in a pout. “What’s Daddy going to do?”
“I promise, princess. You’re about to find out.”
No matter what it is, I know I’m going to love it. Daddy always knows best.
Epilogue
CALLUM
Ten years later…
“I’m so full,” Tinsley whispers.
I turn to my left and see her fidgeting in her seat. We’re in the middle of a ceremony honoring her for her contributions to the city’s art gallery. It’s not like we can leave.
“Does it hurt?” I wait for her eyes to meet mine, and I can see the worry on her face as she bites her bottom lip. “Give me two seconds.”
The relief that fills her is instant, but I know it won’t last long. I glance around the space and see the curator of the museum typing on her phone. She spoke first, and now the other artists and donors are giving their speeches. Thankfully we’re seated toward the back, so I get up and go over to her.
“Excuse me, my wife needs to take a quick break,” I tell the curator.
She looks up from her phone in surprise to see me standing there. “Oh, of course. It’s right there.” She points to the restroom that’s right next to us, but I’m already shaking my head.
“She’s still breastfeeding,” I say, and immediately she understands.
“Of course. There’s a private room at the back she can use. I’ll be happy to show her,” she offers, but I give her a polite smile.
“That won’t be necessary.” I walk away before she can ask follow-up questions.
Tinsley has been watching this exchange, and when she looks back at me, I nod. She practically jumps out of her seat and runs to my side. I take her hand, and we walk to the back of the museum until I see a door marked private.
“I know, I know. You were right,” she says as I lock the door and remove my suit jacket. Tinsley’s fingers are shaking as she unbuttons her shirt, so I go over and do it for her.
“I know how demanding our little boy can be. Your body is working so hard for him.” I get on my knees in front of her and unclip the front of her bra.
Charlie and Shay volunteered to babysit so Tinsley could focus on her speech. But I think Shay is having baby fever again. That means it won’t be long before Charlie is pregnant again.
With how tall I am and how short she is, her heavy breasts are right in front of my face. “Princess, look how full you are. Daddy will make it better.”
I hum in pleasure as I cover her nipple with my mouth and her sweet milk hits my tongue. I nurse one nipple quickly before moving to the other so she doesn’t leak and stain her clothes. I move back and forth, sucking on her milky tits.
“It feels so good, Daddy.” She reaches down to the edge of her skirt and pulls it up. “Can you touch me while you do it?”
She’s got on a garter belt, and when her skirt is all the way up, I see she’s not wearing any panties. I growl at the sight of her bare pussy already wet and dripping. “You planned this.”