He sputtered. I forced my fingers deeper into his throat, his teeth scraping against my skin until he wrapped his hand around my wrist and yanked it from his mouth.
He spat.
“Fucking Christ, Kitten!”
The paper landed between us with a sad plop, and though the sound was muted, I felt its echo move through every part of me.
“You let him touch you.” My voice shook. “You let him touch your jaw. You let him put that paper in your pocket and you did nothing.”
“Silas—”
“You. Did. Nothing!” A shout left me. I shoved my palms against his chest with all the strength I had. He didn’t budge.
“You are mine! My Daddy! Mine, Mine, Mi—”
“Shhh. Baby. Hey.”
His arm slipped beneath my butt. My feet came off the ground. A startled breath left me, and he backed us into my apartment while hoisting me further up his body. My legs looped around his waist, and I gripped the back of his jacket
His eyes caught sight of something over my shoulder. “Did you do that to your computer?”
I nodded. “You let him touch you.”
“The valet, you mean? You saw him?”
Uhm…“It’s a secret.”
“A secret, huh?” He kept his arms around me when he took a couple steps toward my kitchen and plopped me on top of the counter. “Does that secret have something to do with my little genius hacking into cameras so he can spy on his Daddy?”
My heart stopped.
“You said it, Kitten, andfuckI liked the way it sounded.” His thumb slipped across my lower lip. I sucked it inside my mouth. “I have never heard anything sound more perfect,more right,in my life.”
Daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy.
My chest swelled, and I gasped around his thumb. A noise rumbled in my throat. My heart was doing funny things, and I didn’t want it to stop.
“You and I are going to have a discussion about the stunt you just pulled with that piece of paper, but first I’m going to kiss you.”
He pressed his forehead to mine.
“I’m going to kiss you and lick you and claim you so thoroughly and so roughly, the next time you question who I’m coming home to, you’ll run your fingers across the bruises I’m about to put on your lips and know that it’s you. My feral little kitten.”
“Daddy.”
“That’s right, baby.”
He kissed me.
Hand on the back of my head, his fingers dove into my hair, tangling themselves into the strands as he held my lips to his. A whimper escaped my mouth and vibrated between us as I tried to keep up with the way his lips moved, sucking and biting and nibbling like he’d never tasted anything better.
Flames licked across my skin, and I groaned into his mouth, attacking him with the same ferocity he came at me with. My bones melted, but Daddy held me up, sweeping his tongue into my mouth with a growl.
I gripped his face, dragging my nails along his jaw. I dug them into the rough skin, tearing at the spot someone had dared touch my Daddy.