Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 186

to give you the attention you deserve, daddy

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Time to give you the attention you deserve, daddy

Grace

I let my gaze linger on Apollo for a moment longer than usual, drinking in the way his jaw tensed, the slight dip of his brow, the faint pulse at his neck. Slowly, I leaned in, pressing my lips to his softly. His breath hitched, and just as he was about to lean in, to claim the kiss as his own, I pulled back, my finger tracing along his lips.

He looked at me, one brow arched in question. I smiled, my voice low, almost teasing. “Please, be patient, sir. You’ll have your meal soon.”

A flash of amusement danced in his eyes, but surprisingly, he didn’t move to overtake me. He just stared at me, like I was the only thing that mattered, letting me dictate the pace, and lead. I felt a shiver of power run through

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Leaning in again, I kissed the side of his neck, nipping and sucking, letting my teeth leave a mark that made him groan, his hips pressing subtly into mine. I could feel his hard length straining against him beneath my touch, desperate for attention, but I ignored it, focusing instead on the mark I was leaving.

His groan deepened as I lingered on that spot, my lips and teeth teasing and biting just enough to make him shiver. When I pulled back, a vivid red mark glared up at me.

Perfect.

Anyone who looked would know he belonged to someone. The possessive feeling in my veins made me ache with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to see Katherine’s face when she noticed it tomorrow.

Apollo’s eyes followed me, torn between pride and the obvious desire to take me then and there.

I bit my lips, watching him carefully. He was always in command, always the one to dictate every touch, and every move, but tonight, it was my turn. My turn to tease him, to make him writhe, to leave him gasping, arching, and trembling for me. I wanted him to forget anyone but me.

“You’ve been good,” I murmured, leaning closer, letting my lips brush the curve of his jaw. My voice was low, and sultry. “Time to give you the attention you deserve, daddy.”

His lips curled at my words, and one finger lifted my chin. His deep, steady voice rumbled against my ear, sending shivers straight down my spine. “You better have your fun, princess. Because when you’re done, I won’t give you a moment to relax.”

Fuck. Was he scaring me, or making me anticipate it?

I didn’t look away. Instead, I let my fingers drift to his shirt, unbuttoning it, one button at a time. Each motion revealed more of him, skin glowing under the dim light, chest rising with shallow breaths. My hand wandered over the ridges of his muscles, tracing the valleys, feeling the pulse that throbbed beneath my touch.

I leaned in, pressing my lips to the top of his chest, exploring. My kisses traveled downward, following the plane of his torso, brushing over every line, every dip, making him groan softly. I could feel his hands twitching at my shoulders, desperate to take control.

When I reached the waistband of his pants, I sank to my knees, my lips gliding over his abdomen. Then, I slowly unbuckled his belt. My hands slid down, brushing against the hard length straining beneath the fabric.

I kissed along the curve of his hips, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin just below his hipbone. His deep, throaty groan vibrated through me, making my own pulse race.

I kept my eyes on him the whole time. And damn it, was he breathtaking.

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My fingers moved again, I freed him, pulling him out into my hand. His hardness was thick, and pulsing, veins prominent, and I felt a shiver run through me as I looked at it. Each time I saw him like this, I was always taken aback.

He was so big.

I swallowed, my lips parting slightly as my fingers wrapped around him, stroking. My thumb brushed over the sensitive tip, and he hissed sharply, hips lifting, straining against me.

“Fuck,” he cursed, his jaw tightening.

Mmmm.” A low moan slipped from me before I could stop it, my legs pressing together as I realized just how wet I was getting, and how affected I was by the way he responded.

I bit my lip to keep from gasping, my core pulsing with need, my wetness slick against my thighs.

I kept stroking him slowly, letting my fingers trace every ridge and vein, feeling him pulse and throb beneath my touch. The way he strained toward me, his hips tilting, made my pulse spike. I bit my lip, savoring how desperate he already was, completely at my mercy.

Without breaking eye contact, I leaned in closer, letting my lips hover over him, just barely brushing the tip, before my tongue darted out to brush over it. I felt him shiver at the touch. Then, slowly, I took him into my mouth, letting him fill me, gagging slightly at the thickness. My throat stretched around him, and the fullness made my eyes water, but I swallowed, determined to take him all.

He groaned immediately, hips twitching toward me. I bobbed my head slowly, letting my wet tongue coat him, denying him quick relief. My hand stayed at the base, stroking, feeling him pulse and throb beneath my touch.

“Ah, Grace.” Every movement made hiss my name, and my own body clenched around nothing, aching for him. inside me.

I gagged lightly again, the stretch pulling a low moan from me. He tilted his head back, and the sight of him like that sent a thrill through me. I let my tongue explore the sensitive underside, licking along the vein, flicking the tip, teasing him with tiny movements that made him shiver and jerk in my mouth. His groans became ragged and rough.

I deepened the motion, taking him further. My hand moved in time with my mouth now, stroking the base firmly, and I could feel him twitch with every pulse.

I paused for a moment, then moved again, bobbing slower, letting him stretch my mouth just enough to make me gag, eyes watering, but my hand never stopping.