Chapter 32

• "What are you making, daddy?" She whispers under her breath, her voice is sultry as fuck, it sends signals of pure pleasure straight to my brain. If only she knew the effects that calling me daddy has on me. Or maybe she does. The little nymph. I wouldn't put it past her.
• "Sandwich burgers." I tell her as I crack the eggs onto the pan, doing my best to keep from jittering with nerves, that is tough to do with Aleen's soft warm body hugging me so closely from behind. She has wrapped herself in one of the bedcovers, it is sheer enough that I feel every curve on her body and the soft weight of her full breasts crushed against my hard back.
• "It smells so good. I was hungry." She whispers against my ear, she darts her tongue out to lick the sensitive underside and fuck the eggs. With a low growl that surprises me too, I turn around and grab her by the ass, pulling her into me closely, air wouldn't be able to pass between us. Her eyes are gleaming with mischief, she knew what she was doing.