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‘The doctor said—‘
He pulled my hair back harshly and bit at my neck while I whimpered. ‘Fuck the doctor. If I don’t fuck you, I might explode.’
Logan stretched me out around him by the fire, filling me until the day darkened into night and we both lay in an exhausted, sweaty heap in our new home.
CHAPTER FIFTY
LOGAN
Spring gave way to early summer as flowers bloomed to their fullest along the edge of the cottage. I’d left Valentina sleeping in our bed as I made a coffee, inhaling its deep scent, before heading out to the garden and grabbing an apple on route.
The early morning sun flooded the hills to the rear of our property, sending golden hues bouncing through the valley.
‘Morning,’ I said as my donkey, Rosie, came trotting toward the edge of his field, nudging at my pockets as I reached out to scratch her behind the ears. ‘Alright, alright. Calm down. You know I’ve got it in my pocket.’
She stomped a hoof as I pulled out the apple and broke it in half, giving the first half to her as I sipped my coffee.
‘Such a greedy girl.’
Breathing in the damp morning air, I closed my eyes and sighed happily. The months I’d spent in our cottage with Valentina were the best I’d ever had. I hadn’t realised how heavy the responsibility of taking on my father’s business had weighed on me. In stark contrast, Maeve thrived under it, working alongside her husband, Cam, as well as Tony and Nicole. She was truly creating a crime empire that rivalled those in Europe.
By the time I finished drinking my coffee while chatting to Rosie, chopped enough wood to power our extra large wood-fired hot tub, and made it back to the cottage, Valentina was up and the kitchen looked like it had been hit by a flour bomb.
‘Jeez, what happened?’ I asked as I washed out my cup and cleaned my hands.
‘I turned the mixer power up too high before the eggs had incorporated enough and it sprayed the flour everywhere.’
Valentina was in a flap, cursing as she wiped at the counters.
‘Hey, baby girl, slow down.’
‘I don’t have time to slow down. Everyone will be here in three hours and I still have a load to do.’
I slid behind her and pulled her back against me, nipping the spot on her neck which always made her melt. ‘Let me help. I’ll clean up while you finish making the cake. I can set out the sandwiches and pastries and such on the table while you have a shower. It’ll all be okay.’
She took a breath and let her head rest back against my shoulder.
‘Thank you. You always know how to take the stress off.’
‘That I do.’ Reaching under her apron, I slid my hand into her pyjama bottoms and cupped her in my palm. ‘You don’t do well when Daddy hasn’t paid your cunt any attention, do you?’
‘No, Daddy.’
‘Do you need to come all over my fingers before we worry about the kitchen?’
‘I don’t know if we have time.’
Twirling my fingers over her clit made her gasp.
‘There is always time for your pleasure, my love. You’ve been such a good girl getting everything ready. I think you deserve a treat. Now open your legs like a good slut and let me in.
Hooking one of her knees over my arm, I pulled her thighs roughly apart and slipped my fingers inside her already wet pussy, fucking her with slow, deep strokes.
‘That’s it, sweetheart, grind on my fingers. Take what you need.’
‘You feel so good, Daddy.’ Her chest rose quickly as I worked her into a state.
‘Always so fucking wet for me. I should give you my cock for being such a good girl.’
