Sugar Daddy by Rie Warren

Author:Rie Warren
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Erotica, Contemporary, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9781616504656
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Published: 2013-05-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Family Business

I should’ve felt ashamed–at the very least, guilty–after making love with Reardon. Truth was I gloried like the cat that got the cream, a lot of cream, during the following days. Remorse niggled through, marauding minnows nibbling the healing edges of the wound in my heart. Because of Palmer and the plain home truth I didn’t know where this was going.

The only place I knew with certainty Reardon and I were headed was to McClellanville to his folks’ place.

I wasn’t even sure about this girlfriend gig, especially after our previous night together.

We’d been having a post-doing-the-deed doze. His toes had nudged mine.

I giggled and nudged back.

He leaned onto his elbow and nudged my rear with something bigger and harder, his expression wicked, but a worried tiredness ringed his eyes.

I’d needed to give him something to make him feel good, besides my rocking body. “Can I bathe you?”

“You want to?”

“Yeah, I really do.”

In the bathroom rivaling the size of my neighborhood, I reveled in each plane and muscle uncovered as he slowly released his dressing gown. Massaging his shoulders all the way down his back, I loved the way he sighed, relaxing inch-by-inch.

Kneeling down, I tested the bathwater. “In.”

He sat up to his chest, his knees splayed in the clear water because I was too greedy for the visuals to add any bubbles.

“Just let me take care of you.”

“Okay.” He’d been so damn unsure.

“Shh, baby, this is gonna feel so good.”

Kneading his neck, shoulders, and back, I’d soaped him down, enjoying the play of slick skin under my hands. He’d dropped his head, languidly shifting with my touch. I felt so much for this man who probably hadn’t been cared for since, well, I certainly couldn’t imagine something like this coming from his hex-wife.

I’d eased him back and there he sat, arms on the rim of the tub, body wet and sexy. I swirled the soap on his chest. “You know how you like to throw money around?”

He kept his eyes closed, a smile playing on his lips. “Mmm.”

“I could really do with a camera phone right about now.”

One eye popped open.

“Just sayin’, you’re my fantasy, right there. All soapy and hot and yeah, total Playgirl material.”

A pink blush colored his cheeks.

“And that? That is so...damn...” I closed in on his mouth. “Pretty.” I kissed him.

He hauled me into the water on top of him. “You know, I knew exactly what you were doing in the bathtub at DeBordieu.”

Oh! It was my turn to blush and his to tease, “And that’s just so adorable.”

Flailing in the dress shirt I’d put on, giving Reardon a perfect wet t-shirt shot, I’d struggled to free myself when he smoothly asked if I wanted to get myself off for him again.

Which I did, since he’d said please and all.

At his low-voiced commands to “Show me, feel your breasts, that’s right, ride your hand, darlin’, tell me how good it feels,” I rose to my knees. My pelvis jutted in his face, my fingers rubbing inside me.

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