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  Gritting his teeth to keep his own arousal at bay, he played until Lyssa came hard. Pulling his fingers from her body, he moved into position behind her.

  “Let me know if it’s too much, or if anything hurts,” he said as he fit the tip of his cock into her back hole. Once the head was past the ring of muscle, he reached down and fit the dildo into her pussy. Moving slowly, he pressed forward, filling both holes.

  Lyssa moaned, long and low, as he moved deeper and deeper.

  Once he was as deep as he could get, he stopped and waited as the muscles of her back channel tightened and rippled around his cock. Even with the thin latex separating them, Theo felt closer to this woman than anyone else on the planet.

  “I love you, little bird,” he said as he began to pull out, earning more sexy sounds from the woman below him. Bending forward, he kissed the back of her neck, then around to the side where he sucked up a hickey on the thinner skin on the side of her neck.

  “Love you, too,” she panted as she began to shift and fuck herself on the double-pronged invasion. “Now fuck me like you mean it.”

  Theo grinned, knowing that someone somewhere had smiled on him when he had seen Lyssa at Café Coffee that morning. Pulling back until only the head of his cock remained inside her ass, he pushed forward with a little more force. Wrapping his hands around her hips, he guided her back and forth while at the same time moved in counterpoint, fucking her harder and harder with each stroke.

  She screamed his name once, twice, and then again. Each time her body tightened around him, and he had to stop long enough for her to relax again. Then he began moving again. Finally, his balls pulled up and clenched, and his orgasm roared over him like a tsunami.

  A roar echoed around the room as he came hard, filling the condom and causing him to get dizzy with reaction. He breathed deep and tried to stay on his feet, though it was difficult. He managed to ease both cocks from his Little girl before collapsing on the bed beside her.

  Forcing his eyes open, he found her staring at him with a stunned expression.

  “Lyssa? Little girl? Are you okay?” he asked, lifting a heavy-as-a-car arm and laying it on her shoulder.

  She blinked slowly, her expression clearing before her smile grew and encompassed her entire being. “We so have to do that again sometime. But only when my ass isn’t on fire from being spanked.”

  Theo grinned back. “I think we’ll keep that bit of fun for very special celebrations.”

  “Like submitting books. And acceptances. And release days,” Lyssa said with a giggle.

  “Only if you are a very, very good Little girl,” Theo said as he pushed off the bed.

  “I will be, as long as you’re a very, very good Daddy,” Lyssa giggled a little more, then squealed when Theo gave her one hard smack as he sat up.

  After cleaning them both up, he got them into bed where they cuddled like puppies. Though he wanted to fall asleep like the woman in his arms, he had plans to make.

  * * * *

  “Ten minutes, little bird,” Theo called out as he walked out his last client of the day out of his private office to the reception area. That would give him just enough time to make notes on his last client and check the schedule for the next day.

  “But I’m in the middle of a scene,” Lyssa called back from the small office next to his, sounding whiney.

  Theo waited until the veteran he had just met with was out of the office, and the front door locked before he responded. “And it will be waiting for you Monday morning when you get back into it. Nine minutes.”

  It had been three months since Theo and his cousins had moved Lyssa into his house, and they worked on meshing their lives. Instead of working at home, she now came to the office with him, using an empty room in his office to write. Her agent had loved the first Daddy Dom/little girl book she had written and begged for more, which Lyssa happily agreed to.

  Theo had become her first line editor, reading and approving what went into each book. He didn’t mind her using scenes from their life, which she changed to fit the story, but refused to be a cover model, no matter how much Lyssa begged and pleaded.

  He made the necessary notes in his newest client’s file then shut down his computer and prepared to leave. They would have just enough time to get home and change out of work clothes before they had to join the rest of the family for Friday dinner. After turning the light off in his office, he entered Lyssa’s office.

  “Time’s up, little bird,” he said, surprised to see her computer was off and she was folding several sheets of paper and slipping them into the small journal book that held all her notes about her latest book.

  After sliding the book into her large purse, she picked it up and crossed to join him in the doorway. “I’m ready.”

  As they exited the building, his phone rang. Pulling it out, he checked the readout before answering. “Hi, Nonna. We’re just leaving the office and will be there in a bit.”

  “Good, that means you can stop at the grocery and pick up dessert. I called in an order for a cake and Victor forgot to pick it up when he was getting the meat,” his grandmother said. “I think his mind was on other things, like maybe a woman?”

  “You’d have to ask him, Nonna,” Theo said as he hugged Lyssa to his side. “I’ve been too busy with my own woman to worry about anyone else’s love life.”

  “Sí, sí, you are a good boy. We’ll see you here in a bit,” Nonna said before hanging up on him.

  “How are we going to get a cake for the family home when we’re on your bike?” Lyssa asked as they left the building.

  “We’ll stop at the grocery store, pay for it and arrange for them to deliver it,” Theo said with a chuckle. “Now put on your helmet and let’s ride, little bird.”

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