Page 36 of Never Too Late for Love

The man she knew was so desperate to keep her that he’d completely remade himselfforher, from the inside out, in ways she knew she’d never fully know.

If that wasn’t true damn love, what was?

The sadist’s only weak point—he would do anything to make her happy, give her anything she wanted.

She did not take that power over him for granted.

Cris had undergone pretty damn severe punishment to be with her.

Bob had joined them, given himself to Landry and Cris—let’s not forget the tattoo—to be with her.

Landry had given up sole ownership over Cris, knowing Cris also loved Tilly.

What had she given up?

Well, she’d gone through hell over losing Cris the first time. Was she continuing to punish herself by denying herself that last step with Bob?

Landry’s lips hovered above hers as he slowly fucked her in that perfect way he had. “Tell Daddy what you want, pet.”

“I want you.”

“You have me, love. Tell me what else you want.”

“I want Cris. And Bob.”

“Aannnddd?”

The image, a fantasy, was seared in her mind. “I want them both to fuck me while I suck Daddy’s cock.”

“Then you shall have that, pet. Wheneveryouare ready to make it happen.” He switched to French and quickly built her up, making her climax first before he exploded and once again filled her with his cum, marking her, his comforting weight pinning her to the bed, holding her in place.

Holding her nightmares from the past at bay.

Holding her safe, loving her.

He still had her pinned under him, staring down at her with those gorgeous green eyes of his, eyes she knew she’d rather die first than see closed forever.

He might be a sadist, but from the first day she’d met him, in his own dark, twisted way, he’d done nothing but try to make every dream she’d had come true and make up for what he felt he’d unknowingly stolen from her in the past.

And he had.

He’d brought Cris back to her.

She was a mother.

She had a dream job making money she’d never dreamed possible, and living a lifestyle most people never got a taste of outside of movies.

And now…she had Bob.

Landry was the only one of her men she had this dynamic with, and not even Cris knew this between them, had never witnessed her like this with Landry. It was one thing she hadn’t been able to make herself bring back between her and Cris since his return despite the trust she had regained in him.

Landry had stepped into that role and taken over, and there could only be one like that for her, no matter how much she loved Cris.

And Bob.

Landry released her wrists and rolled them onto their sides with her cradled in his arms. “Daddy’s beautiful little girl,” he whispered as she pressed her ear to his chest and listened to his heart beat. “Do you know how much I love you?”

“Always and forever.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Yes, love. That’s exactly right. Always and forever.”

THE END