Daddy’s Good Girl
I clutched his shirt, pulling him closer, and for a moment, nothing else existed except the taste of him, the smell of him, the way his body pressed me into the wall.
“Bed, now,” He rasped against my lips, dragging his mouth down to my throat and biting lightly. He picked me up and carried me out of the study.. Nina was cleaning the flower vases by studying again. She seemed to be obsessed with them at this point, she was always cleaning those vases.
As Isaiah carried me to the bedroom, I peeked over his shoulder at Nina wondering what she would think. I was shocked to see her glaring daggers at me. The look disappeared in a blink and she gave me her usual shy smile.