Semua Bab Hunky Daddies For An Innocent Lady: Bab 71 - Bab 80

He glanced away.“I don’t know much about being in a relationship, let alone one with two men. But I figure that nothing works without clear communication. And we said we’d try. So here goes . . . we aren’t just letting you be a part of this, Gomez. Without you, there is nothis. Because I don’t want to be without you. I want you in my life, Trevor Gomez. Forever.”He gaped down at her.“And I know it’s probably too soon. And you might think you need to run for the hills because this crazy woman just said she wants you forever. But you know what? I’m going to run after you, Trevor Gomez! And then when I catch you, I’m going to tackle you. And then I’m gonna be really mad because I don’t like to run! This body wasn’t made for running. These boobs need a heavy-duty, super-strength sports bra before they even think about running. So, when I tackle you, I’ll likely have poked myself in the eye with one of my tits. But I don’t care. Because you are a part of this. So deep in that you’re wov

“Will you two stop calling her a bitch!” she protested.“You know, I’ve got some work to do. I’ll see you both later.” Gomez’s gaze was on her feet, and she knew he was blaming himself.She had to stop him from withdrawing. Now.“Wait!” she cried out as he turned away. But he didn’t pause. So, she gathered herself up and threw herself at his back.“Gomez! Fuck, Elle!” Saber roared.She landed on his back. He stumbled slightly but didn’t fall. Yeah, maybe she should have thought this through better.Especially as she glanced at Saber to see his face was full of thunder.“What the fuck was that?”Fucking hell.Just fuck. Fuck.Gomez knew he was messing up all over the place lately. Not sleeping in bed with them last night had been a mistake. He hadn’t even given her a good cuddle before he left.All because he had fucking intimacy issues. Born from a bad childhood.Well, fuck that.He needed to work that shit out. Because his job now was to give Elle whatever she needed.And he couldn’t

She grabbed what she needed, shoving it in a basket then headed to the check-out.With her head down, she walked outside.And banged straight into something solid. Unmovable.Her arms wind-milled, the bag flying from her hand as she attempted to regain her balance.“Whoa, you all right there, doll?” Hands wrapped around her waist before she could fall flat on her ass.Shit.She glanced up at the handsome, if a bit rough-looking man who she’d managed to bang into. There was something strangely familiar looking about him. Perhaps she’d seen him at Pepper or something.“I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you! My apologies.”“It’s all right, doll. Let me help you pick up all your stuff.”Her stuff? She glanced around. Holy fuck!“Oh my God!” She went on her hands and knees, scrambling to pick things up off the sidewalk.“Whoa, doll. Get off your hands and knees. The sidewalk is dirty. Let me get the stuff.” He hauled her up and then brushed off her clothing before picking up the last items. One o

“Want some time with my baby girl. To give her what she needs from her Daddy. And we’re having trouble carving out that time. You’ve got your period, it’s hurting you, and you need some care. So, I’m going to give you that while also giving you time with your Daddy.”“Here?”“I have to be here. But you’ll stay in here while you’re in Little headspace. I know it’s not much but there’s a place for a nap. A television. Room to play.”“And the butt plug.”“That’s your punishment.”It was? Yikes.“Undo your pants, bend over and touch your feet. Don’t move.”Oh hell.Her eyes grew wide. Really? “I have my period.”“I don’t care about some blood. At all.”Whoa.There shouldn’t be any blood, but still . . . whoa.“Really?”“Baby. Really. Now, do as you were told.”She turned and bent over, touching her feet. Then she felt him pulling down her pants. Then her panties.Holy heck.Holy. Heck.“Widen your legs. Don’t lose your balance.”She pushed them further apart.“Good girl. Look at you, bein

Her eyes bugged out of her head. “What?”“I asked if you went potty.”“You can’t call it that.”“Can call it whatever I like, baby girl.” His eyes were back to dancing.Mood. Swings.“I used the toilet, yes. Thank you for asking.” Urgh, why did she just thank him for that?Idiot.Now his lips were twitching. “You’re a nut.”Shewas a nut? He just said the word potty and wanted her to stay where he put her.He started tugging her toward the door that led out to the main room. She tugged back.He turned, eyeing her. Then, without a word, he swept her up and held her on his hip.“Daddy, what are you doing?”She wriggled, trying to free herself.“Stop moving around,” he commanded, smacking the side of her thigh. “I don’t want you to slip.”“That would never happen, Daddy,” she said confidently.“You think not?”“No, cause you’d never let me fall.”He stilled at the doorway and glanced down at her. “You’re right. I never would.” He carried her out into the main room.“Drake,” she whispered