I nod. "Okay," I say, trying to fight the tears.
"Not just okay. Georgie, from now on, if you’re sad, let’s talk about it. If you’re happy, let’s celebrate. Don't do this shit where you turn over and cry into your pillow. I know you’re young and we have a lot to learn together, but please remember that communication is the key to any relationship.”
"I'm sorry," I whisper feeling foolish that I believed he'd left me alone.
"Nothing to be sorry about. We're getting used to each other." A smirk forms on his lips. "What you gave me tonight is something I'm going to fucking cherish for the rest of time."
I frown, "What?"
His lips descend on mine; with just one touch he's able to steal my breath away. "You gave me the greatest gift a woman can give a man. You're virginity." He winks. "I’m fucking honored that you wanted me to be your first."
"You’re welcome, Daddy."
"Yeah, baby girl, you've got me fucking wrapped around your finger. Utter that word and I'm putty." He shakes his head. "Never would have thought it."
"What word?" I tease. "Daddy?" I whisper and he growls, his lips once again capturing mine. "I take it you love it when I call you Daddy?"
"Yes," he says through clenched teeth. "Stop saying it, I'm hard as stone and you're sore. It's time for sleep." He places a chaste kiss against the corner of my lips.
I close my eyes and snuggle in closer to his body. “Go to sleep, baby girl. I’ve got you.”
“Night, Daddy,” I whisper.
He groans, “Night.” He kisses my brow before he pulls me in tighter to him.
CHAPTER5
WAYNE
It’s been two weeks since Georgie and I first had sex, and I've not been able to keep my hands off of her. It was like someone tapped into my soul and gave me everything I ever wanted with her. She's adventurous, she doesn't care what we do as long as it feels good. Her exact words were “Daddy, you can do whatever you want with me as long as I'm enjoying it." It was like music to my ears. I've since learned that my girl likes it dirty, the dirtier the better. Nothing gets her wetter quicker than me whispering in her ear all of the ways I'm going to pleasure her. By the time I've finished the sentence her chest is rising and falling rapidly and her panties are soaked.
I’ve moved us to the countryside. I've not told her, but my next plan is to knock her up. Every time I'm fucking her I imagine her belly swollen with my baby and it's like something takes over. I'm fucking her as hard as I can, trying to push into her further than before and my orgasms are the most intense I've ever had. She's not on the pill and I've not worn a condom with her.
"Daddy?" Fuck, I've got a call with Lydia—Grant has asked me to find out what the bitch wants—the sooner I do, the sooner the bitch gets off my back. The only time she calls me Daddy is when she wants sex. My girl’s horny every minute of the damn day. I'm forty-seven and I've never had as much sex as I'm getting now. My office door opens and standing there in a red bra and matching panties is Georgie.
"Baby girl?" I question with a raised brow, my gaze dropping to her feet where she's wearing the sexiest fucking heels I've ever seen. They're red glittery shit, with lace that ties up around her calf.
"Daddy," she whispers, taking a step farther into the office, closing the door behind her. "I need you." Her tongue swipes at her bottom lip.
I groan wanting nothing more than to bend her over my desk and fuck her. It's something we've not done before, but I can't. I have this conference. "I'm sorry, baby girl. I've got a call that I need to take."
She pouts but nods. "Okay, Daddy." She glances around the room. “Can I stay here with you?”
I push my chair out from behind the desk and she saunters over to me. My hand snakes around her waist and I drag her onto my lap. My lips crashing against hers has her moaning.
"Daddy, don't tease me," she whines as she straddles me.
I smirk. "I'm not. I'm kissing you."
She grinds her ass against my cock. "But I love when you kiss me."
I capture her mouth once again, this time it's harder than the last. I fucking love kissing her. She's so passionate, everything she's feeling relayed in one kiss. She moans, her ass still grinding on my cock.
I pull away before things start getting too heated. "Baby girl, I'll be done as soon as possible but I have to take this call."
She pouts once again. "Okay, I'll just sit beside you," she replies softly, getting off my lap just as my phone begins to ring.
I reach for the receiver and lift it off, hitting the speakerphone button. "Rollins." I answer, and watch as Georgie rolls her eyes. She does it every time I say my surname when it's for work.