Tender Billionaire Daddy by Scott Wylder

CHAPTER NINE

Lacy

I slowly recovered under Liam's care. He would come in to see me every day, usually bringing food with him. Sometimes he would bring me presents. They were usually books and coloring pages, to keep me busy as he worked, but he also bought me fuzzy pajamas and slippers, as well as some cute puffy dresses. I protested that he was spending too much money on me, but he brushed it off. "It's nothing, Little One. I like spoiling you," he said.

He was determined to show me he was serious about me. He was even willing to play Candyland with me for hours. I kept studying him, wondering when I would see signs of weariness or irritation, but even after a week, I didn't see it.

After a while, my ribs were almost completely healed. They were still tender, but it didn't hurt to walk around anymore. My concussion didn't bother me, either. As long as I wasn't playing contact sports in my future, I would be fine.

One day, Liam came into my room with lunch, in time to see me stretching my legs. He grinned. "It's good to see you up and about. How are you feeling?"

"Fantastic," I said. "I can probably go back to work soon."

"Is that what you want to do?" His brow furrowed in concern.

I shrugged. "I mean I have to eventually. I have to pay rent."

He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I called your landlord and paid your rent for this month and next month," he said. "I also told him to fix the heat."

"You didn't." That was so much money.

"What am I going to do; let you go back to a cold apartment and work triple shifts to keep from getting evicted? You're only here because you saved my dog and you're only out of work because I insisted you recover here."

"Don't try to spin it as if this is your fault. You've already been more than generous with me. I don't want to bankrupt you."

He smirked. "I don't think you could bankrupt me even if you tried, Little One."

I flushed. “It might not be a lot of money for you, but it’s a lot for me.”

“I know. That’s exactly why I did it. It doesn’t take me any effort to support you completely. You see that, right? All I had to do was make one call and everything was paid for. One call and you don’t get overworked and burned out again. It’s more than a fair trade.”

I shook my head. It was hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that he could just pay my rent without a second thought. It was one thing to see his net worth. It was another to see it in action and try to comprehend it.

He was studying me, as if trying to figure out my reactions. “I’ve already told you I want you, Lacy,” he said. “I want every part of you. If you want to do nothing except lounge around here and play games, then I would be more than happy to support you. Hell, I can even take you shopping and give you a real shot at trying to bankrupt me. However, if you want to go back to your old life and never see me again, that’s fine too, but there was no way in hell I was going to let you kill yourself trying to make rent on a freezing cold apartment.”

I stayed silent, trying to think of the words to reply. I couldn’t sort out my emotions. Gratitude, desire, and happiness were all there. I wanted to pay him back and please him. I wanted to make him as happy as he made me.

“Please say something. Anything,” desperation tinged his voice.

Finally, I thought of the best words to say. “Thank you, Daddy.”

His eyes widened and his lips parted with surprise. “Are you sure?” he asked, walking towards me slowly. “I need you to be sure, Little One, because once you agree to be mine, I won’t ever let you go.”

I swallowed and nodded. “Yes, Daddy. I’m sure. I want you.”

He groaned and leaned down to kiss me. The kiss was tender, almost hesitant. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and melted into it. He wrapped his arms around my waist before breaking off to press his lips against my forehead. “I love you,” he said. “More than anything.”

He kissed me again, before I could respond and I moaned before pressing my hips against his.

“I want you, Daddy,” I whispered.

“You have me, Little One. You have all of me.” Gently, he picked me up to put me down on the bed before getting on top of me. He trailed kisses down my neck and I moaned as sparks of desire shot through me.

I lifted his shirt off of him to reveal his chiseled abs and biceps. I ran my hands over them with admiration. “Wow,” I whispered.

“Do you like my body, Little One? Do you like how Daddy looks?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I blushed, knowing my lust was obvious.

“Good. I like how you look, too.” He pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it to the side. His hands went to my breasts. “You’re so fucking sexy, Little One.” He caressed my breasts appreciatively, before teasing my nipples into hard points. I began to pant with desire. He grinned and kissed my temple before his hands traveled down over my bare skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps all the way down my stomach and to my pants. He slowly unbuttoned them and slid them over my hips to reveal my bare pussy and legs.

He chuckled. “No underwear. How naughty of you, Little One.”

I bit my lip. “Yes, Daddy. I’m very naughty.”

His fingers went to my pussy lips and he stroked them. “You’re soaking wet. You want to be fucked, don’t you? You want Daddy’s cock deep inside you.”

I whimpered. “Please, Daddy. I want you. I want you so bad.”

He chuckled and flicked my clit with his thumb, over and over again. I whimpered and bucked my hips, wanting more. Slowly, he undid his pants and pulled out his hard cock. My mouth went dry at the sight of it. He was so big. The tip was already glistening with pre-cum. I wasn’t sure how that was going to fit inside me.

He must have noticed my look. “It’s okay, Little One. I’ll go slowly.” He positioned the tip of it at my entrance and slowly pushed in. I moaned at his cock stretched me out, but I was so wet that it felt amazing.

He groaned softly and thrust all the way inside me. “You’re so tight.”

He held still for several seconds, letting me get used to his girth. Then he started thrusting in and out of me. He kept studying me with his piercing gaze. as the pleasure slowly built inside of me.

“I’m going to make you come so hard, Little One,” he said. “So fucking hard.” He played with my clit with one hand, while he teased one of my nipples with the others. His thrusts became more and more urgent as his breathing became heavier. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. “So fucking beautiful.”

I moaned as the pleasure built inside me. “I’m going to come, Daddy.”

“Come for me, Little One. Come.”

I closed my eyes as I went over the edge. Pleasure radiated through me as I shook from the orgasm. Liam groaned and came himself. I felt his hot seed spurt inside me. His thrusts gradually slowed down, before he pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside me. “You’re amazing,” he whispered. “You’re so fucking amazing.”

I snuggled up against him. “I love you, too, Daddy.”

“Hmm?” He was starting to doze a little.

I smiled. “You never let me answer you earlier. I love you, too.”

His arms wrapped tightly around me. “I’ll always love you, Little One. Forever.”