Kendall’s mouth was gentle as she peppered soft kisses across my shoulders.
I sat on the bed and felt like a very, very f*****g bad man.
“Daddy,” she whispered into my ear, and my body stiffened when her breath hit my skin. “Daddy, are you mad at me?”
“No,” I said roughly, but it seemed like the only word I could manage to get out. I got up from the bed, looking at the floor to my discarded clothes. Jesus f*****g Christ, what had I done?
I’d done some questionable s**t in my life, but nothing like this. It was f*****g insanity.
“Please don’t go,” Kendall whined as I put my boxers on.
I couldn’t even f*****g look at her. Because I knew I’d do it all over again
with one glimpse of her ripe young body.
“I have to, baby girl,” I muttered so quietly, I wasn’t even sure she could hear. “
