She throws her arms around me. "Love you, Daddy."
I kiss her once again. "Love you too, baby girl. Now let's get you cleaned up."
She pouts, my greedy girl wants more.
"Fine, lie down," I tell her and she smiles. I lift her ass so that she's lying on the desk, her legs spread apart. Her pussy is glistening with both of our juices. My cum leaking out of her is hot as fuck.
"Daddy, stop staring and get to work," she directs.
I shake my head. "Damn you're bossy."
She laughs, "No, I just want your mouth on me. There's a difference." I do as she asks, my tongue lapping up the juices. I could eat her out for hours, I love it. She squirms against my mouth, and I’m wondering how many times I can make her come just by using my mouth. Five is the most so far, but I’m not letting her up until she has at least six.
CHAPTER6
GEORGINA
"Georgina, are you ready?" Porter's deep voice has me glancing up at him. "Mr. Rollins asked me to be your security today. He said that you wanted to go into town?"
I nod, rising to my feet. "Oh yes, thank you." I reach for my bag. It's Wayne's birthday tomorrow and I want to get him something special. "I'm ready," I say, giving him a smile.
He nods and he walks ahead of me, opening the front door for me. He follows me to the car and I slide in, my cell still in my hand, that text mocking me. Once Porter climbs in, he starts the engine and pulls out of the drive. There’s been a lot of activity in and around the house today, Wayne’s been adding to the security. Hardy’s in charge of it while Wayne is meeting with Grant Lomas. I’m not stupid, I know who the Lomases are and that Wayne works for him.
My cell rings and I glance at the caller ID display, my heart soars when I see it’s Wayne. I quickly answer it just as the privacy partition goes up between Porter and I. It’s as though he senses that it’s Dad calling me. “Hey, Daddy,” I whisper, still unsure if Porter can hear me or not.
Daddy groans. “Fuck. You know what that shit does to me.”
“When are you coming home?” I ask, hating that he’s gone and missing him like crazy.
“The meeting’s just finished. So I’ll be leaving soon.” I smile. “That’s good.”
“Missing me, baby girl?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe,” I reply honestly.
“I’ll be home soon.”
“Good, Porter’s taking me to the mall.”
“Did you take the card?”
I roll my eyes, he’s talking about his Amex card. “Yes, I have it. I also have my own money.” I have saved money since I was younger, finally putting it into a bank account when I was old enough. It was something I had set aside in case I ever needed to start over somewhere.
“That may be so. But you’re mine and anything you need, I pay for.”
He’s such a caveman. “When I’m buying you presents, I use my own money.”
“What are you getting me?” he inquires, his voice filled with curiosity.
“That’s for you to find out soon enough. You’ll love it, I promise.”
”There’s no doubt about that—” He’s cut off by someone calling his name. “Baby girl, I’ve got to go. I’ll see you soon. Love you.”
I sink back against the seat. I’ll never tire of hearing him say those words to me. “I love you too, Daddy. See you soon.”
He ends the call and I lean back against the seat. With the privacy glass still up, I close my eyes and sigh deeply. This is the first time that I've been without Dad for a while.
I'm woken up by the door opening. "Ma'am, we're here." The softness in Porter's voice has me smiling. I never realized how sweet that he and Hardy could be, but since Dad and I have been a couple, they've been friendlier.