“Well, it’s the last day of Terrance Cornwell Fest! You know what that means princess!” Mr. Winchester exclaimed excitedly.
“The Bear Bean Joy Ride!” Sierra screamed back with equal enthusiasm.
“Baby… are you sure? With pregnancy and all?”
“Yeah don’t even think about it little missy.” Mrs. Winchester chided.
“But…” turning to face Mr. Winchester she whined, “Daddy!”
Sky leaned down to whisper in Sierra’s ear in a guttural whisper, “The only daddy you have is me.”
Sierra’s eyes rolled back in arousal. She felt like Sky was seducing her all day long. With his soft kisses and guttural innuendos. His brushes seemed to lick lines of fire on her skin, blazing its dormant pores to life.
She almost felt her knee give away when his lips brushed against her temple while his fingers splayed
