Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina) novel Chapter 8

(Kaden POV)

The satiating alcohol flavor coats my tongue as my lips press to

the rim of the tipped glass in my hand. Traveling down my throat,

the liquid slightly burns the surface. I sit on the couch, with a bottle

of tequila situated on the coffee table in front of me, as I wait for

the love of my life to return home. We have both mastered the act of "daddy" and "kitten" during our love making. Especially when having BDSM sex. My excitement awakens when

my ears pick up the sound of the door clicking open, and the door

closes after. Following that, the sound of footsteps are heard,

heels clicking against the hardwood floor. The familiar figure steps

into the living room where I am.

"Hi," she says softly.

A smile appears across my face. "Hi, kitten. Mmm, come here, and

sit on Daddy's lap."

Inhaling sharply, she removes her shoes to set them aside. She

saunters over to me and perches on my lap. My arm wraps around

her lower back, and my other arm that holds my glass is raised to

my mouth to take another sip of the drink, gulping it. My eyes lock

onto hers.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, for coming a little later than expected. You

know, the traffic here is just ridiculous."

"It's okay, sweetheart. It's not your fault. All that matters is you're

here sitting on Daddy's lap right now. Here, have a sip." I raise the

glass to her lips for her to taste the alcohol and swallow it. After, I

place the glass on the coffee table. My hand finds her breast for

me to cup through her dress and bra. "How was your day, angel?"

She chuckles, and her hand reposes on mine as I squeeze her

breast. "It was good, thank you for asking. It was a busy day

though. How was yours, Daddy?"

"It went well, kitten."

My hand leaves her breast to cup her cheek, my thumb stroking

her skin. I pull her in and whisper across her lips, "I'm glad to have

you here." In less than a second, our lips crash with each other's,

our tongues hungrily exploring each other's mouths. A faint moan

escapes her mouth, and it transfers to mine. I deepen the kiss, and

my hand shifts to cup her throat.

Suddenly, she pulls away. "I'm sorry."

"For what, baby?" I ask, my voice laced with concern.

"For making you wait all night for me. You should already be in bed like the kids are by now getting some sleep, Daddy."

"Oh, baby, it's not your fault. Besides, you know how Daddy needs to fuck your tight little pussy before bedtime." I lick her lips.

"God, you're always so horny."