Chapter 97


    (Annabel POV)


    My consciousness reunites with my body as a familiar touch is felt across my cheek. I slightly shudder,


    and my heart rate increases. Slowly, my eyelids lift from my eyes, revealing the luminous, morning light


    that pours through the windows. I''m blinded momentarily, and I blink a few times to adjust myself to the


    light. I turn myself so I lie on my back; my eyes look up, noticing the most delicious sight.


    "Good morning, beautiful," the love of my life voices, his wordsced with pure sex. A smile lines his


    lips. My heart immediately flutters.


    "Good morning, Daddy," I respond, and my finger rubs my eyelid. "How was your workout?"


    "It was good, angel. Thank you for asking." He softly chuckles. "And you, on the other hand, you''re still


    in bed? I was expecting toe home to you naked in the kitchen with breakfast already made for


    Daddy," he teases.


    Oh, fuck. He always wants too much. "Well, that could''ve been aplished if you didn''t fuck the shit


    out of mest night. I can barely move right now."


    "I can''t help that you''re so god damned beautiful. You know how Daddy can''t get enough of you, baby.


    But hearing you sore for Daddy is making me hard and wanting to fuck the shit out of you again."


    I roll my eyes.


    "Don''t roll your eyes at me again."


    "I''m sorry, but it''s hard not to when my pussy aches," I whine.


    "Jesus christ, baby. You''re going to make Daddye in his favorite shorts."


    "Daddy, please alleviate my soreness."


    "Hmm, I will, cutie, but only on one condition."


    A condition? Jesus, fuck. "What condition?" I ask.


    His thumb strokes my cheek. "Promise Daddy to make him breakfast after, naked."


    I sigh.


    The man is too hot to not give him what he wants. "I promise to make Daddy his breakfast—naked."


    "Good girl." He smiles and slides his ck tank top past his head, throwing it aside, and the sunlight


    sets his skin, enhancing his already perfect and gorgeous body.


    I''m already soaking wet; a tremor shoots to my core and limbs.


    "Now, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to eat you out? I''m sure that will alleviate your


    soreness."


    "No, that''s going to make Daddy extra horny and want to destroy my pussy." I mentally pat myself on


    the back for speaking the truth.


    "That''s true, but Daddy will always destroy your pussy."


    That''s fucking true, my God.


    "But what do you want then?" His eyes, full of lust, glitter in the soft, natural light; my heart shakes from


    allurement.


    My eyes admire his lips, specifically concentrating on the suppleness of them. "Body kisses," I say


    simply.


    "Body kisses?"


    "Yes, Daddy, please."


    "Oh, God, you''re so sexy when you beg, baby."


    "Please, Daddy," I beg him again, knowing how he can''t resist.


    "Don''t have to ask Daddy twice." Smiling, he peels the sheets away from my body, unwrapping his


    post-workout reward, and the cool air greets my skin, eliciting goosebumps. "Jesus, you''re so beautiful,


    baby girl."


    I feel my cheeks heat in shyness.


    The pad of his thumb presses to my supple lips, and I kiss it. "Tell me, kitten, where do you want


    Daddy''s kisses?"


    "Everywhere, please."


    "You''re sore everywhere?"


    I nod in response.


    "Daddy sure knows how to fuck his girl properly if you''re sore everywhere, huh?"


    My impatience eats me alive. Just worship my body already, god damn it. "Yes, Daddy always knows


    how to fuck his girl," I say, earning ascivious smile from him, making him happy and excited like a


    child in a candy store.


    He leans in, pecking his lips with mine, and he kisses the corner of my mouth. Then, he nts kisses


    along my jawline, reaching my earlobe where his teeth tugs on. My back arches slightly, and a groan


    escapes my parted lips.


    "Mmm, Daddy," I breathe.


    He whispers in my ear, "Daddy hasn''t even gotten to the good spots yet and you''re already moaning for


    him."


    I feel his warm, sensuous breath trickling across my skin. "You''re just so good, Daddy."


    He smiles against my ear and licks it. His lips shift to mine, kissing it sweetly and lovingly, and his


    tongue sneaks into my mouth to y with mine. I groan in his mouth. The exchanging of saliva with the


    gorgeous man is so satisfying and erotic, my body shivers, and my inner self apuds me.


    My lips and tongue are freed from his, leaving me breathless and needing more. His lips appear at my


    neck where he kisses my throat. My skin is sensually assaulted as his teeth digs into my skin gently. I


    quiver. "Daddy, no biting, just kisses, please."


    "But Daddy loves leaving his marks on you, kitten." He smiles against my skin, then nibbles it. Holy


    fuck.


    "Please, Daddy. Just kisses."


    "Since you''re so fucking hot begging Daddy, I''ll hold off on the biting." His lips trail kisses down my


    chest medially, and he arrives at one of my breasts. A pleasing, warm, spine-tingling sensation hovers


    over the surface of my breast, tickling it, as his mouth is directly above it. His hand cups my breast.


    "Are your tits sore from Daddy ying with themst night?"


    "Yes, Daddy."


    He smirks and dives in, cing several sweet kisses all over my breast. His other hand feeds attention


    to my other breast as his fingers pinch my nipple. My hand quickly grabs a hold of his wrist.


    "Daddy," I groan, "No pinching, please. Just kisses."


    "Oh, I''m sorry, kitten. I couldn''t resist." He releases my nipple; I catch my breath again.


    Without any warning, his mouth is about to fit my entire breast in his mouth.


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    "Jesus fuck, Kaden. No."


    "Baby—"


    "No, Daddy. Just kisses."


    He groans. "Okay, kitten." His worship continues as he kisses down my belly, and the butterflies flutter


    faster and faster as he inches closer to my dripping wet center. However, he skips past my most prized


    possession, kissing my inner thigh instead, all the way down my leg and ankle. He kisses the bottom of


    my foot, then his tongue glides across my arch, and my heart nearly drops from the amount of


    appreciation he has for me.


    "Hey, hey, just kisses."


    He smirks. "I love you so much, baby. I can''t help it." His lips are on my other feet, repeating his


    actions, and his kisses travel up my leg, reaching my other inner thigh.


    "Do you feel better, sweetheart?"


    "Mmm, yes," I reply as my mind is lost in appreciation for him.


    "May I kiss your pussy, baby?"


    His question almost makes me want tough out loud, but I find all the self-control not to. "Yes, Daddy,


    please." I need him more than anything at this very second.


    He smiles, wider than ever, and my heart sings. His head sinks between my legs, causing me to spread


    wider for him. He blows on my hot center; I quiver. His lips press to my slick folds. I palpitate more. He


    gives another kiss to my center. I shudder more than ever.


    "Stay still, kitten," he tells me as his hand secures my hips.


    I still attempt to writhe under his grip, mostly because the sensation of his lips pressing against my


    soaking wet heat is a shock of pleasure to my system that is too much for me to handle, but partly


    because I secretly enjoy going against his touch.


    He kisses my center again. I struggle under the restraint of his hands. "Stay still," he says more deeply


    in an authoritative tone. He ps my sex organ. I groan in pleasure and pain; I remain still, panting


    hard.