Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 51210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Saylor’s tears slowed and her breathing deepened. Max held her as she dozed in his arms. The trauma of the day’s events had sapped her and her previous nap hadn’t restored her energy completely. She would wake up feeling much better.
The image of Saylor curled up in her crib popped into his mind. The team would visit tomorrow to help put the furniture together, but Max decided the crib was his to create on his own. Then he’d turn his attention to painting the decorations.
He couldn’t wait to check out Saylor’s creation on the wall across from his mermaid. His little girl needed a special nursery to enjoy and share with her new friends. Having both of their talents showcased would display how well they matched.
* * *
Max had ordered a ton of food for the gathering while Saylor finished her nap. Everyone would bring something they enjoyed to share. They had team meals down to a fine art by now. Caden was a master at helping the team bond and understood that sharing their lives outside of maneuvers helped the men operate on a different level.
The group had morphed a lot in recent years. Hank had switched to a new base and a new team. Koa had joined the team as a talented new graduate from special ops training. The addition of Jerico as team leader had caused concern before that first meeting. Max had understood how lucky the team was in that first meeting where Jerico had protected and equipped them with a masterful diplomatic touch. Max hoped this group would stand together for as long as possible. The team was that solid—bonded by confidence in each other and wired similarly in their private lives.
Rushing home the next day, Max called, “I’m home, baby.”
Saylor rushed out to greet him and skidded to a stop five feet away. She pinched her nose. “Daddy! Ewwww!”
Max picked her up and rubbed his face against her soft skin. “You don’t like how your daddy smells?”
“You’re covering me with stink, Daddy. I’m going to have to shower!”
“Oh, no! I have to strip off your clothes?” he asked in mock regret.
“Daddy! Everyone’s coming,” she whined.
“Then you’re going to have to be fast, aren’t you, baby?” he asked, carrying her to the bathroom as he nibbled on her sensitive neck.
“Um…” Her fingers threaded through his sweaty hair as he captured her mouth and kissed her breath away. When Max lifted his mouth from hers to set her down on the shower mat, Saylor promised, “I’m good at super speed.”
“That’s my little girl.”
After turning on the water to heat, Max flung their clothes in all directions as he revealed his Little’s gorgeousness. Wrapping his arms around her torso, he lifted her feet from the floor and backed into the spray. He rinsed the worst of the sweat from his body before pinning her back to the tiled wall.
“Wrap your legs around me, baby.”
Max glided his cock through her pink folds, drawing breathless gasps from his little girl. Saylor clung to him, meeting his kisses eagerly. Her hands ranged over his body as she wiggled her pelvis against him. Max let her play for a few minutes before he grabbed a condom and leaned back to open the small wrapper.
“Help Daddy,” he instructed, handing the protection to her.
Saylor grabbed the condom eagerly and guided it over his hard shaft. He gritted his teeth as her fingers brushed over his cock. Her touch pushed his arousal into overdrive. As soon as she finished, he brushed her hands away and fitted himself to her drenched opening. Flexing his hips, Max buried himself in her heat. Her sweet moan of enjoyment made his cock jerk inside her.
“Damn, little girl. You feel like heaven,” he groaned, resting his forehead against hers to regain his control.
“Go, Daddy. I need you,” she begged, bouncing slightly on his pelvis.
He didn’t need any more encouragement. Kissing her hard, Max withdrew and filled her repeatedly until the heat inside the shower built. Their bodies strained together as pleasure built inside him. Saylor’s hands rubbed all over his body as if she couldn’t get enough of him. Soon he felt the tremors inside her tight passage that signaled her imminent climax. Increasing his strokes, Max ground his pelvis against her clit as he squeezed her still pink, punished bottom to deliver a small reminder of her spanking.
A scream of delight burst from her lips as her fingernails bit into his shoulders. Her pussy seized around him, launching his own pleasure. His groan echoed against the hard tile as he emptied himself into the condom.
“I was fast, Daddy,” she said proudly.
“You are always worth any time you need, baby. Our guests can start the grill and eat without us if we aren’t ready for them. Okay?” he asked, wanting her to know her enjoyment meant more to him than their company.