The Hot Daddy Box Set

by Lexi Wilson

  “Pineapple,” she sneered as she picked up a piece and popped it into her mouth. A satisfied smile crossed her face.

  I chuckled. “I cannot get over the fact that you crave pineapple.”

  “Join the club.”

  “Now that you’ve got your tea and your treats, it is time for the relaxation.”

  “You don’t have to, Brett. You don’t have to do any of this, not after everything that has happened between us.”

  “I want to, Evie, so just let me do this for you.”

  I took a seat at the end of the couch and lifted her feet into my lap and began to rub one foot as a comfortable silence fell over us. I was happy just being there, remembering how much she appreciated when I did this while she was pregnant with Hannah. I started with the top of her left foot and worked my way down to her heel, hitting all the pressure points to help her relax. I propped her foot on a pillow when I turned my attention to the right foot. Evie sank back into the couch and let out a deep, contented sigh as I massaged the arch of her foot.

  “Is that okay?” I asked her.

  “It’s perfect, Brett,” she replied, her eyes closed.

  I continued what I was doing, and when I was done, I propped both of her feet in my lap and ran my hand up and down her bare calf. She shivered at my touch.

  “Evie?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Have you thought about what we talked about last weekend?”

  “Just every day,” she said almost immediately.

  “Yeah, me too. I just wanted you to know…I forgive you, and I understand why you kept this to yourself for as long as you did. You didn't know where my mind was when I came home, and you had to make sure things were right before you told me. I hope you know now though that I’m here, really and truly here.”

  “I know, Brett. I really do want to put all of that stuff behind us and move forward.”

  “You don't know how happy that makes me to hear.”

  “I’m still a little scared though,” she admitted softly.

  “I know, baby, I am too. But I’m playing for keeps this time; don’t forget that.”

  She sighed with a happy smile on her face, and I decided to push my luck with this beautiful woman that I couldn’t get out of my head. It was a dirty play on my part, but she looked so heavenly, and I wanted her. All of her again, body and soul. I gently began to rub one of her feet again, and she sighed.

  “Didn’t we figure out a way to help you sleep while you were pregnant with Hannah?” I asked innocently as I moved my thumbs up and down her Achilles heel. A blush crept up her neck to her cheeks as her mouth fell open into the sexiest little O.

  “Brett,” she admonished me with a whisper.

  “What? I really can't remember,” I smirked.

  She shifted, and I knew I had her when she bit her bottom lip. “I never thought I’d hear you suggest that again,” she admitted breathlessly.

  “Oh, so there is something we can do?”

  “Brett!” she giggled.

  I lifted her feet off my lap and stood, holding out my hands to grasp hers in mine and helped pull her to her feet with me. “Tell me no, Evie,” I said as I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards me. I was already hard, and when I fitted her against me, so my erect cock would rub against her thigh, she gasped before turning to butter in my arms.

  “Brett,” she whispered with a breathy moan. “Take me upstairs.”

  “With pleasure,” I replied before sliding my hand around to cradle her neck and pull her into a wanting kiss.

  With her hand in mine, we took the stairs and tumbled through the bedroom door with our lips pressed together. My hands roamed her body before slipping under her shirt. She broke apart from me and stepped back. We were both panting, and we just stared at each other for a moment before Evie reached for the hem of her shirt and slowly lifted it over her head. She dropped it to her side and then reached for her little shorts and slid them down her legs. She was gloriously naked in front of me, and my pulse sped up.

  I stepped towards her and reached out to touch her belly, resting my hand there a minute before sliding up to squeeze one breast and then the other. “You are so beautiful, Evie. Like an angel.”

  “Take off your clothes, Brett,” She told me, stepping out of my grasp and moving to the bed. She settled herself against the pillows and watched me intently as I pulled off my shirt and then undid the fly of my jeans. I watched her watching me and felt a heady rush when she licked her lips. She bit her lip when I pushed my jeans and underwear to the floor.

  Striding to the bed, I stood in front of her. Bending forward, I tipped her face to mine. “You’re mine, Evie, and I’m yours. Always have been, always will be. Remember that,” I told her before capturing her lips in a kiss.

  Chapter 30

  Evie

  “You’re mine, Evie, and I’m yours. Always have been, always will be. Remember that.”

  Brett’s words ran through my head as he kissed me. His hand held me at the nape of my neck, and he was controlling our kiss as our mouths collided with each other. I reached for him, my hand wrapping around his cock as it jutted out at me. He groaned against my mouth as I pumped him in my fist and he pushed my hand away after a beat.

  “This is about you, Evie,” he told me. “Your pleasure, your release.” He stepped away from me, and I made a noise of whining at the loss of our contact, but then he was on the bed, nudging my thighs apart and with a devilish smile, ran his fingers up my inner thigh, over my pelvic bone, and down the other thigh. I squirmed for more of his touch, but he continued to tease with feather light touches everywhere but where I wanted him most. Finally, his fingers slid against my folds and then one finger slipped inside me, and I sighed. When he inserted a second finger, I groaned.

  His fingers pumped in and out of me, twisting and teasing until he pressed his thumb against my clit, circling with the perfect amount of pressure. I cried out in pleasure as an orgasm burst out of me, and Brett's fingers milked every bit of it out of me.

  He looked up at me after I came down from the high with a smirk. “That was fast.”

  “It’s been awhile,” I admitted.

  “Since our last time?” I nodded. “Guess I need to make sure this is pretty memorable then,” he added as he moved to lay down beside me. He fitted an arm under my shoulder and pulled me to him. Our lips danced in a heated kiss as he slid a finger inside me again. I squirmed against him as he circled my clit with his thumb.

  He ended our kiss and bent his head to capture my breast in his mouth, and his tongue swirled around my nipple as he toyed with my clit. My head was rolled back against a pillow, my eyes closed tightly as I let the sensations overtake me and a second orgasm rolled through me. I called out his name, and he took my mouth with his to capture the moan that escaped me.

  He broke the kiss and very deliberately began to kiss his way down my body. He took his time, and it was pure torture as he touched me when all I wanted was to be filled by him. He had other plans though as he passed my wanting pussy and kissed his way down to my calf before he slowly made his way back up.

  “Brett,” I begged.

  He smirked up at me in reply right before his tongue parted my folds and dipped inside me. The strokes of his tongue were firm as he tasted me, and my hips bucked when he circled my clit and pushed a finger inside me.

  “Oh god, yes,” I managed to moan as he sucked my clit into his mouth, rolling his tongue across it as his finger curled inside me. Without warning, an orgasm shattered me, and I yelled out, grabbing the bed sheet for purchase as Brett lapped up all of it. When I came down from the high, he propped himself up to look at me.

  “I think we’re going for a record today,” he told me huskily.

  I blushed. “Did you get better at that?”

  “Nope. Just making up for lost time,” he winked.

  “I want you inside me, Brett. Please.”

  “I guess it’s okay that I don’t have
any protection,” he teased.

  I swatted at him as he moves to lie beside me again. “Way to ruin the moment,” I giggled.

  He reached between my legs and slid a finger inside me. “Definitely not ruined,” he replied. “You’re so damn wet, Evie.”

  “Mmm, thank you for that,” I murmured.

  “Come on,” he nudged me. “I want you on all fours.”

  My heart sped up as he got off the bed and I moved into the position he wanted. It was something we found that worked for both of us during my pregnancy with Hannah. I lowered myself to my hands and knees and rested my head and arms on the mattress, my hips raised.

  I turned my head, so I could watch Brett, whose eyes were trained on me. I could see the rise and fall of his chest as his breathing picked up and I wiggled my butt at him to get his attention. He smacked it lightly, and it made me bury my face in the mattress and moan.

  The bed shifted as Brett kneeled behind me, gripping my hips in his hands. He reached over and released my hair out of its bun, and I shook it loose. He lined his cock up against my pussy, rubbing against my slit, coating himself with my wetness. He pushed inside me slowly, and I gasped as every inch of him filled me. He pumped in and out of me at his own leisurely pace which felt very much like deliberate torture. I pushed back against him, and he gripped my hips tighter and began to thrust into me with a little more force.

  I reached between my legs and rolled my clit between my fingers and moaned as Brett’s fingers dug into me. “Right there, Brett, oh god, yes,” I moaned as my finger slid side to side over my clit. I could feel my orgasm building as Brett pounded in and out of me and it rolled through me with one last hard rub of my finger over my clit.

  I screamed his name and Brett wrapped my hair around his hand and tugged my head back as my pussy gripped him. He stiffened and then he came inside me, groaning as he pressed his chest against my back. His lips found my neck and he sucked a kiss there as the last of his orgasm shuddered from his body.

  “Jesus, Evie,” he groaned as he pulled out of me. I lowered myself to the bed and rolled to my side, and he laid down beside me and pulled me to him. “You’re amazing,” he told me.

  “I can't believe I just came four times.”

  “How do you feel?”

  “Relaxed,” I told him.

  “Less stressed out?”

  “Oh yeah.”

  “Tired?”

  “Mmmm,” I murmured. He kissed my forehead sweetly.

  “Roll over and let me hold you, Evie.”

  I obliged and rolled to my other side, and Brett pulled me against him, holding me tightly. The room fell silent as he pulled a blanket over us and we both drifted off to sleep.

  I’m not sure how long I had been asleep, but I stirred awake when I felt Brett’s weight shift off the bed. He was pulling on his jeans as I sat up.

  “I always hated seeing you leave,” I admitted to him quietly. “In the beginning because I could never get enough of you, and towards the end, because I never felt like I had you when you were home, and I wanted you so badly.”

  He smiled and walked over, bending down to kiss me. “Even though you probably won't believe me, I hated leaving you every time. But I’m only going to pick up Hannah. We slept all day.”

  I looked at the clock on the bedside table, and I was shocked to see the time. “Holy cow; I haven't slept for that long in one span in ages.”

  “Aren’t you glad that old trick of ours still works then?”

  I felt my cheeks heat up at his smirk. “You’re such a dog.”

  “Ruff, ruff,” he whispered close to my ear before straightening with a smirk on his face. He grabbed his shirt from the floor and pulled it over his head. “Oh, and Evie?” he started.

  “Yes?”

  “I’m not leaving you again, not like the way you’re talking about from before. This, us, this is real, and it doesn't come along every day. In fact, it pretty much comes along once in a lifetime. So, the fact that we get a second chance at it is a pretty big deal. I won’t take it for granted again.”

  “Me either,” I whispered.

  “Do you want me to keep Hannah this weekend so you can rest? You’ve looked tired, and I know you got some sleep today, but you still need to take care of yourself.”

  “You wouldn't mind? I don't want to inconvenience any plans you might have but I have parent-teacher conferences tomorrow night, and I was going to ask my parents to watch her.”

  “I wouldn't have offered if I minded. And neither you nor Hannah could ever be an inconvenience to me. We’ll see you at church on Sunday.”

  I nodded, and he crossed back to me and leaned down and pressed a searing kiss to my lips. When we parted, he smiled at me before leaving the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I reached up to touch my lips, unsure of what would come next. I listened for the front door to open and close and then got out of bed to use the bathroom. I put my pajamas back on before climbing back into bed. I reached for the pillow Brett had used and hugged it to my chest, inhaling his scent.

  I fell back asleep and only woke up a few hours later because of the ringing of the doorbell. I grabbed a robe and wrapped it around myself as I ventured down the stairs. Looking through the peephole, I was surprised to see a delivery driver on my front steps.

  I pulled open the door. “I think you have the wrong house.”

  “Evelyn Capal?”

  “Yes, that's me.”

  “Then I’ve got the right place,” he replied, passing me a bag of takeout containers.

  He turned and started to walk away, and I called out after him, looking for my purse so I could tip him. He waved me off.

  “It’s all been taken care of. Have a good night,” he waved as he ventured back to his car and drove away.

  I closed the door and locked up before taking my food into the kitchen and opening it up. Delicious Chinese food aromas filled the room and my mouth watered at the sight. I hurried back upstairs to get my phone and then filled a plate of food and took it to the dining room. Before I began to eat, I sent one text.

  Thank you for dinner, but I hope this isn't your idea of a date. I mean, I know you're out of practice and all...

  Brett’s response came back quickly. Oh, she’s got jokes, ladies and gentlemen.

  I’m just sayin’ is all.

  I’m pretty sure you didn't think I was out of practice earlier today, he replied.

  That is not appropriate dinner conversation, sir.

  Oh, so this is a date then.

  No, not even a little, I retorted. But nice try.

  Don’t worry, I plan on doing it right. I just wanted to make sure you got something to eat tonight. I hope I remembered all your favorites.

  You know it's just me here, right?

  You and ninja baby. Gotta keep up your strength for growing that little human.

  He’s not the only one who zaps me of my strength you know. I added a wink at the end.

  There’s more of that whenever you need it, Evie. Just say the word. I am at your beck and call.

  Did you mean it earlier? I asked.

  Mean what?

  That you’re mine.

  Of course. I’m not just saying it when I tell you that it was thoughts of you that got me through my worst days during my capture. You were my light at the end of the tunnel, Evie. I wanted to get back to you to fix things. You’ve had me since that first date when you came down the stairs in your parents’ house. And you are always going to have me.

  I read his words three times and wiped my tears before I could type a reply. I don’t want us to rush...and I don’t want things to get weird or complicated or anything.

  They won’t. You just have to trust. Trust your faith, Evie. Trust your heart.

  I’m trying.

  I’m going to let you go so you can eat, but before I do, I want you to know one thing. When I was with you today, it felt like going home. You’re my home, Evie. I don’t want things to be awkward or
weird between us either. I just want to be us, so however you need this, I’ll go your pace. You’re in charge. Now, go eat and we’ll talk later.

  Good night, Brett.

  Sweet dreams, Evie.

  Chapter 31

  Brett

  It had been twenty-four hours since I had found myself back in bed with Evie and I couldn’t stop replaying everything about it in my mind. I hadn't shown up at her house with the intention of that happening between us, but I couldn't say I wasn’t pleased with what had transpired either. I had only meant to check on her, but as I had rubbed her feet and she kept making little noises of contentment, breathy sighs that completely turned me on, I couldn't help but try to push my luck with her. When I had told her that I wanted to take her out on a date, I had meant it, and while I hoped it might lead us to where we had ended up, I also wasn’t remorseful that we got there without the date.

  I missed my wife, and being in our home together, holding her, kissing her, loving her, made me want to be there all the time again so desperately. I hoped that it was what Evie wanted too and I certainly was praying for God’s help in healing our love. I didn’t want what had happened to end up being a one-time thing, but I was also fairly certain that Evie didn't want that either. I needed to give her time, but I knew in my heart of hearts that deep down we were both on the same page. We could fix this.

  I picked Hannah up from school a little after noon as it was an early release day from school due to the parent-teacher conferences going on. Evie was helping in the car rider line, and she waved when she saw me. It surprised me that she acknowledged me first, but it also made me extremely happy. It was progress in our journey.

  “Did you get a good night's rest?” I asked when she opened the door and helped Hannah into the car.

  “I did; I even had some very nice dreams,” she answered, with a teasing smirk before she tucked her hair back behind her ears.

  “Glad to hear that. Maybe you’ll tell me about them one day,” I winked. She blushed as she pushed the door closed. I waved before pulling off and heading home. We were going out to dinner with my parents to celebrate my new job later, so we had some time to kill before we left. Hannah and I decided to watch a movie. We settled in for some My Little Pony and as the movie ended, my phone alerted me to a new text message. I got off the couch to grab it and lean against the kitchen counter to read the message from Evie.