Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“You can baby. You don’t have a choice. Drench me.” I say before going back to drinking from my favorite well. My lips, slippery and sticky, I can feel them swelling from so much activity. Up and down. In and out. Sucking her clit into my mouth and biting it off and on. My hand goes into my boxers and strokes my cock, telling him to calm down. There is no way he can get his right now. We have an appointment in less than thirty minutes with the dress seller for her to pick her dress. Fuck, this is torture. I want nothing more than to stick my rod inside of her and knock it up against her organs. “Come. Delta.” I say before sliding my finger inside of her and watching her fly.
“Ahhhhhhhh.” she shakes and screams as she comes apart, her juices running into my mouth that is hanging open collecting my morning protein. When she finally stops dripping, I move back up her body and kiss her, giving her a taste of herself once again. Moving her hair from her face, I kiss her forehead.
“Come on sweet girl. The dress seller is going to be here in a few minutes.” Smacking her ass, I pull her out of the bed and walk her into the bathroom. “Get ready. See you downstairs.” kissing her one more time, I walk out of the bathroom knowing that if I stay, there is no way she would be on time. Besides, I smell food and my stomach is growling. But who the hell is cooking?
Walking into the kitchen, I can’t help but be a bit amused. Sitting on the counter is Railynn, licking what appears to be frosting off a spoon, as Jasper mixes something in a bowl with River and Armando’s daughter Gabby, pulls bacon out of the oven.
“Daddy!” Rai says still licking god knows what off her utensil.
“Good morning, Princess.” I kiss her head. “What is going on here?” I walk over to Jasper and hug him.
“We wanted to make breakfast and River and Gabby said ok.” She is so cute when she is excited. “We made Funfetti pancakes. Want some?” Of course, they did.
“Sure baby.”
“Where is Delta? She needs to eat too.” My heart lurches knowing she is already worried about her. I am about to answer her when Delta walks in.
“Well, you guys have been busy. Hi sweetie.” she kisses Rai’s cheek before walking over to Jasper and patting him on the back. She immediately jumps in and begins helping them finish breakfast. This is the perfect picture. My family. I just need to make it official.
Breakfast goes off without a hitch and before I know it the bell is ringing, and the fun begins. I watch for hours as delta and the girls play dress up. Gabby even goes so far as to call it Pretty Woman. I must admit to being amused when they all begin to try on dresses including Rai. I even find myself getting involved in all the fun they are having. Delta tries on numerous dresses, all of them ok. But it isn’t until she comes out wearing this red silk gown, straps thin and falling down her arm, the front in a V-neck and the back out, that I begin to feel a number of things. Of course, the first thing is lust. Pure, unadulterated lust, if the bulge in my pants is any indication. The second thing is jealousy. Knowing that other men are going to be looking at her as well is making my ire rise. I know more than anything I need to make this real. Make her mine. Put my stamp on her before this damn dog and pony show.
I don’t realize I have been dazed out thinking about this until Rai’s voice brings me out of it.
“Jasper says you are going to be our new mom. Is that true? Are you going to my mom?” I hide behind the wall not wanting them to see me.
“Well princess, I am your nanny. Your daddy brought me here to look after you, protect and care for you when he can’t be here.” I admire the way she has moved around it, trying not to say something she isn't sure about.
“Don’t you want to be our mom?” But she doesn’t know my kids. They are much like their father. When they want to know something, they can be relentless.
“Oh, pretty girl. It has nothing to do with you. You and your brother are amazing. I would be lucky to have you both as my kids. Why don’t we go and polish your nails? Sound good?” I don’t hear anything else but them walking out of the room. Seems my kids want the same thing I do. Delta. Permanently. Forever.