Lord Emerson’s POV
I sealed our lips again for another passionate kiss before getting down from the bed. While our gazes were interlocked, I went for my shorts and pulled them up. Her eyes widened, and she shyly looked away. I scoffed at her shyness and climbed back on the bed. Then, I hovered above her, but she didn’t dare to look at me because she was so shy and embarrassed.
“Hey, little bird,” I called as I directed her eyes to me, and we stared into each other’s eyes. “Don’t be shy; it's me,” I said, and she gulped before nodding. “Should I still go on?” I asked, hoping she wouldn’t say no because I was already turned on.
“Go on, daddy,” she licked her lips, and I groaned. “What did you call me?” I asked in a throaty groan, and she blushed. “Daddy,” she beamed, and I smiled. “I see…
