Daddy’s good girl

He pulled her in by the waist, his grip wide enough to round her entire width.

Lori bumped into his chest, and let out a soft gasp.

He smirked, “I hope you can take it.”

She nodded, her heart pounding like a drum.

He raised her face with a finger under her chin, and as their eyes connected, Lori felt her breath narrowing.

Arlo’s gaze dropped to her lips, and she instinctively licked them.

Arlo took her lips. Gently. He nibbled on them lightly like he was handling the most delicate thing ever.

The taste of whiskey on his tongue, and the woody scent of cigar in his breath felt like the gateway to ecstasy.

Arlo’s grip on her waist tightened, pulling her against him until their bodies melted.

The heat between them intensified as he deepened the kiss, his tongue lunging against hers with a hunger that left Lori’s knees weak.

Lori gasped, giving a little opening to him.

Arlo slid in his tongue, his hands roaming her body with urgency as he explored every inch of her.

Lori clung to hi