Jacob doesn’t miss the way I freeze, wincing.

“I told you that you would be sore,” he murmurs, tucking me back into the little spoon position, legs carefully together. “Let’s rest your precious body for a few hours.”

“Okay.”

“Okay, what?” He grazes my jaw with his thumb before settling his hand at the base of my neck.

I swallow hard. “Okay, Daddy.”

The satisfied breath he takes is rewarding for me, too.

“Good girl,” he says quietly, his breath warm against my ear.

We talk about what we need to do today—nothing, really, but I run down the Gibb traditions so there won’t be any surprises—and then he tells me to go take a shower.

“Come with me. You made me come three times last night. You’ve been inside me. I think we can shower together.”

“How about a bath?”

“With you?”

“With my help.”

“Why not together?” I try to roll over so I can see him better, instead of twisting my neck.

He growls and clutches me tight against him. “Because I’m barely hanging on by a thread here.”

“I don’t want you to hang on at all!” I wrestle against his tight grasp.

“I like it when you struggle.”

“I like it when you come,” I retort. “I may not have experience, but my understanding is that other men—”

“No need to finish that thought.” He grunts. “You want to make Daddy come?”

“Yes,” I breathe. “Please.”

“Then we can take a bath together. Very gently.” He kisses my forehead. “Out of bed with you.”

In the bathroom, he starts the bathtub running, then sits me on the counter. He casually plays with my tits as I brush my teeth, making me giggle.

“What? I like them. And I haven’t given them nearly enough attention yet.”

“They need a thorough washing,” I say solemnly. “Lots of soapy attention in the tub.”

“I agree.”

“Good.” I shyly lean back and lift my legs up, revealing my sex. “This needs attention in the tub, too.”

“Always.”

The hungry look in his eyes is addictive.

I wonder what else I can say that will make his need burn this bright. “Want to be naked with Daddy in the tub. Wriggle against you. Tempt you.”

He leans in, so big as he looms over me. “You tempt me every single second of every single day. Naked. Clothed. Giggling. Growling. There is never a moment that I don’t want you.” He kisses my mouth softly, then harder. “But that is possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. My little Sienna is dirty, dirty girl.”

“Mm-hmm.”

He helps me into the tub, then sits with me in front of him. He washes my hair, then my arms and shoulders, taking his time to get to my breasts.