Chapter 22

"Daddy where are we going?"

"It's a surprise, Sweetpea. Daddy has one more surprise for your birthday."

"Ada, do you know where we're going?" Elsie asks from the back seat.

"Nope." She shakes her head. "I'm just as clueless as you are."

I want so badly to reach my hand across the console of the car and rest it on Ada's thigh. Or grab her hand and thread our fingers together just to feel her attached to me in some way. To feel close to her. And because I like touching her. I like feeling someone with me.

But I can't.

Ada isn't ready for Elsie to know about us just yet, and even though she's my kid and I'm fairly sure she can handle it, I also want to respect Ada's feelings. Her biggest fear is that something could happen between us that would cause us to break up and she's afraid of putting Elsie through that kind of pain. As if my pain from that happening wouldn't be one hundred times worse. I get it though. I'm an adult. Elsie's a kid who wouldn't understand the complexity of adult relationships and the difference between Ada being her nanny and Ada being a potential future stepmother.

So, for now, Elsie is in the dark and it sucks at times like this when we're all riding together. Ada gives me these little flirty smiles sitting in the passenger seat and I'm forced to clench my jaw and not react the way I want to. I glance over at her just in time to see her lick her lips and then bite down on the side of her bottom lip in that seductive way that makes me want to part her lips with my thumb and pull her mouth to mine.

Fuck, she knows what she's doing.

And it's driving me crazy.

But two can play at this game sweetheart.

With Elsie in the backseat on my side of the car, she can't see me adjust my crotch and then grab myself in front of Ada. From the corner of my eye, I can see Ada's smirk just before she turns her head to look out her window.

"You okay over there?" I ask her softly.

She turns her head, her eyes scanning me and then answers, "Yeah. I'm great." Her brows furrow momentarily as she looks at me and then she reaches over the console. "You've just got something right…here," she says, brushing a hand over my dick that is now getting uncomfortably hard in my pants. My gut reaction is to look into the rearview mirror to see if Elsie can see what's going on upfront but she's busy looking out her window and can't see a thing.

"What is it?"

"Hmm," she thinks aloud, practically groping me. Not that I'm complaining one bit. "I can't really tell. Maybe a fuzz? Sorry it's hard to get off."

"Keep trying, will you?" I beg, wanting desperately to close my eyes and focus on the feel of her hand on my dick.

"Of course." She squeezes my stiffening shaft and looks up at me with those sensual eyes of hers. "Are we almost there?"

Understanding her double entendre, I nod my head. "Actually yeah. Closer than you think."

"Is that so?" She moans. "I'm super excited for the outcome of this ride," she says, emphasizing the word come. "What about you, Elsie? Are you excited?"

"Oh yes!"

Inhaling a deep calming breath and realizing we are in fact almost there, I tell Ada, "I think you got it. Thanks so much." She takes that as her cue and retracts her hand.

"Anytime." I turn onto the last road for our drive and Ada finally notices where we're going. Her eyes grow and she murmurs, "Are we going where I think we're going?"

"Mhmm." I nod with a smirk.

Suddenly I hear a squeal from the backseat when I turn into the driveway of the Paw Palace Animal Shelter. "Mr. Purrito! Ada! We're visiting Mr. Purrito!"

Ada squeals almost as loudly as Elsie did. "It looks like you're right, Elsie! We'll definitely have to introduce him to your daddy!"

"Yeah!" she exclaims, tugging at her car seat straps. "Let's go! I need to get out of my seat, Daddy! Hurry!"

"Alright sweetpea, give me two seconds to get out of the car."

And make sure I no longer show evidence of Ada's hand feeling up my crotch.

Ada comes around the car to help get Elsie from her seat but no way am I allowing her to step into the frosty chill of a winter day in Chicago to do something I am fully capable of doing. Nothing like a freezing cold chill whipping through your bones to shrink your balls and relieve you of a hard-on. No need to be thinking about groin pulls and pucks to the face that would have me out of commission and unable to play. Once we get Elsie out of the car, making sure her hood is up and coat is zipped, I walk with my two ladies into the warmth of Paw Palace, where Ada introduces us to some of the front office staff.

"Oh, Mr. Miller, we spoke on the phone yesterday," one of the women says to me as she offers me her hand. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm a huge fan of the Red Tails. I watch every game!"

I shake her hand and give her my kindest smile. "The pleasure is all mine and thank you so much for the support. We really appreciate all our fans. And yes we spoke yesterday about this little one picking out a kitten for her birthday."

Ada glances at me, her eyes lit with excitement. Elsie gasps. "Really Daddy? I get to pick a kitten? Just for me? For my birthday?"

"That's the plan, sweetpea." I crouch down to her level. "Do you think that would be okay?"

She jumps up and down in excitement. "Yes! Oh yes! I want Mr. Purrito! Can we, Daddy?" She brings her hands up and places them on my cheeks, which means I'm about to become a sucker for pretty much anything she could ask for. With her big brown eyes staring into mine, she asks, "Can you meet him and then love him and then I can take him home and me and Ada can love him every day? Mr. Purrito is Ada's favorite and I met him and I love him too and he should live at our house."

I glance up at Ada who has stepped away from us and is cringing slightly. She whispers, "I'm sorry, Zeke. I introduced them a few months ago. It's the only one she really knows but don't worry. There are plenty of kittens to choose from."

I look back at my daughter who is still jumping up and down enough that I almost ask her if she has to use the potty. "Well, Elsie, it just so happens that I didn't tell Ada we were coming here today because I wanted to surprise both of you."

"You did?" she asks.

"Mhmm."

"You did?" Ada repeats, her brows pinching in confusion. Both of their expressions are so cute it makes me laugh as I stand up and lift Elsie into my arms so the three of us are at the same level.

"I did. I kind of thought maybe we could let you look for a kitten friend," I say to Elsie, tickling her tummy. "And also see if Mr. Purrito would like to come live at our house as well."

I catch a quick glance at Ada whose eyes are glassy, but her smile tells me she is anything but sad. Elsie on the other hand, is nothing but a ball of excitement in my arms. She claps her hands and lays her hands on my cheeks again and kisses my forehead. "This is fucking awesome!" she shouts, much to our utter shock.

Everyone around us laughs at her unexpected outburst. "Elsie Miller! You said the fuck word."

"I'm sorry, Daddy! I couldn't stop myself! It just," she gestures with her hands, "flew out of my lips like a birdie!"

Ada, laughing, mumbles beside me, "She's so your kid, Zeke. But, I mean, she used it in the right context sooo…"

"I suppose she did." I hold Elsie's hand and whisper to her, "But maybe we should watch our language while we're here, okay? I don't think the kitties or the puppies like inappropriate words."

"Yeah, they might get scared." Elsie nods. "Can we go see the kitties now?"

"Yes, let's do it," I tell her.

Ada grabs my arm. "Zeke, you know you don't have to do this, right? Mr. Purrito has been a long time resident here, but I was never going to ask about—"

"I want to," I tell her, taking her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Would it make you happy?"

She shakes her head, confused. "Of course, but I don't need a cat to make me happy. I can come visit them whenever."

"Not good enough, Ada. You deserve a special gift too. Let me do this for you."

"Yeah, Ada. You need a kitty too then we can have kitty time together."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

Her shoulders fall as her worry starts to fade and I feel lighter just knowing the smile growing on her face is there because of me. And fuck, do I love making her happy.

"Okay then. Let's do this." Ada gets the all-clear from the woman in the front office and gives Elsie a high five and then we're soon standing in a room surrounded by a group of kittens.

Two and a half hours later, we're finally back home with a Mr. Purrito, a Miss Kitty Pants, and all the toys, food, treats, and comfortable kitty beds two cats could ever need. The joy I've gotten to see in Elsie and Ada's faces as they snuggled with their respective kitties all evening was better than anything I could have imagined. And the huge hug and kiss I got from Elsie along with a sincere thank you for her kitty gift makes me want to continue to give her the world.

I would do anything to keep my girls happy.

Because that's how much I love them.

Both of them.

And that's when the realization hits me.

I said I loved both of them.

Which includes Ada.

I love Ada.

Somewhere in the last several weeks I've fallen in love with her and I've never told her.

Would she want to hear it?

Is she ready to hear it?

Would it scare her away if I told her?

My phone dings on the kitchen counter as I'm wiping it down, about to close up the house for the night. When I see its Ada, I lean over to read it knowing she may need something and doesn't want to shout down the stairs when Elsie is sleeping.

I turn out the lights downstairs and make sure the alarm is set and then make my way upstairs. I open Ada's bedroom door but don't find her in there so I turn towards my room and step into the darkened room.

"Hooooly shit," I murmur, knowing I need to keep quiet so I don't wake Elsie. "You are a fucking sight for sore eyes, Ada Lewis."

Laying on my bed, now covered in a white duvet and matching white pillowcases, is my beautiful woman dressed in the very same red lacey piece of lingerie she's wearing in my favorite boudoir picture I saw several months ago. Her long dark hair is feathered around her as she's posed on my bed. Her back arched exposing her luscious tits, her head tilted back elongating the smooth column of her neck, her feet expertly pointed. One hand positioned in her hair and the other reaching between her legs.

"Fuuucking gorgeous, Ada. Shit, you're making me hard already."

"Shut the door, Miller," she tells me. "It's time for me to say thank you for my unexpected gift."

"You know I could say the very same to you right now," I tell her as I close the bedroom door. "I feel like I should be thanking you for this gift." I lean on the closed door, my arms folded over my chest. All the blood in my body currently flowing toward my dick. "Seriously, I could stand here and stare at you like this all night long."

"You'd never make it that long," she teases.

"Oh no?"

"Huh uh."

"And why is that?"

"Because then you wouldn't get to feel me suck you off."

Jesus Christ, this woman will be the absolute death of me.

"Perhaps, but you know what I can do from over here?"

"What?"

I grab the neck of my shirt and pull it over my head and then unzip my pants. She watches me with intense curiosity as I tug down the flaps of my unzipped pants just enough to free my painfully hard dick and grip it in my hand. "I can watch."

"Watch?" She breathes, licking her lips in anticipation. She's so fucking cute it makes me chuckle. "Watch what?"

"Watch you as you get yourself off for me."

"Zeke…I—"

"Touch yourself Ada," I demand. "Slide a finger through that soft pretty pussy and then tell me how wet you are."

My eyes focus in on her right hand as she opens her legs a little wider on the bed and pushes the hem of her lingerie aside, dragging a finger through her slick warmth. Her gasp alone tells me everything I need to know but hearing it from her mouth is most appreciated. Her back arches even more and fuck, she is a thing of beauty.

"Oh, God…Zeke. I'm wetter than I thought."

"Good girl. That's what I like to hear." I stroke myself a few times, my hand gripping the base of my shaft and then sliding it up and over my head. I'm itching to stalk over there and slide my cock through her arousal so I can feel for myself just how warm and wet and soft she is. Instead, I take a few slow steps toward her around the front of the bed so I can have a perfect view of what she's doing. "Spread those legs a little more for me, Sweetheart. I want to see how soaked you are."

She draws slow circles around her clit, her mouth open as she sighs with pleasure. And then to my surprise she buries two fingers inside her tight wet center, leaving her thumb to play with her clit.

Jesus Christ.

Her body.

She's so fucking sexy.

And I'm so hard if I'm not careful I'm going to blow my load all over her without as much as a single touch. I slide my thumb over the drop of precum and spread it over my head, my eyes rolling back a moment at the silky sensation and the knowledge that my orgasm is looming. This won't take long.

"You are so fucking beautiful like this."

"Feels so good, but my fingers are a far cry from your strong cock inside me. And my thumb is not your tongue."

"Is that what you prefer Baby? My tongue? My cock?"

She moans as her pleasure spikes. "Always." Her eyes lock on my hand wrapped around my cock. "Zeke, you're gripping steel in your palm. You need the relief."

"I'll get it. I promise."

"Zeke," she cries, her eyes calling out to me. "Please. I need you."

Wanting to give her everything she wants and more, I grab her legs and spin her around on the bed so her head hangs off the mattress. "You okay like this?"

"Perfect." She eyes me standing over her and when she realizes just how close my dick is, she licks her lips and tilts her head back. She cups my balls in her hand and then swallows as much of me as she can until I'm hitting the back of her throat.

"Mother fuck, Ada," I gasp. Her tongue swirls around my cock, flicking just under the head and driving me absolutely fucking crazy.

She can only moan in response so I do what I can to join her. Pleasure her. Satisfy her at the same time. I lean forward over her exquisite body, kneading her breasts in my hands.

Pushing.

Pulling.

Sucking.

Biting.

With each little bite of my teeth on her breasts, she sucks me harder, tighter, hollowing her cheeks and fucking hell it is like nothing I've ever felt before.

"Ada you're going to make me come."

I reach my hand between her legs, slipping my fingers inside her and rubbing her slick arousal over her clit. I move my fingers at the same time I slowly thrust my hips forward and back, fucking her face, bottoming out inside her mouth, wondering just what it's going to feel like when I come down her throat.

"Jesus…Ada… You're so fucking incredible. I need to taste you too." I grip her hips and pull them toward me. "Bend your knees, up and around my head, Baby."

She allows her body to be contorted so that her swollen pussy is right in front of my mouth and I devour her like she's my oasis in the middle of the goddamn driest desert. My tongue delving inside her, licking her, swirling over her clit, tasting her.

Ravaging her.

"Zeeeeeke!" She squirms against me but I don't relent. Her teeth slide gently against my cock and if it's even humanly possible, I grow another inch and harden into an iron rod.

"Ada…fuck! I'm going to come." I continue to eat her sweet pussy until she begins to shake and I feel her climax on my tongue.

My breathing erratic, I take one last lick across her warm skin and feel when my balls tighten and my knees go weak. I jerk up in response knowing what's about to come, but I slip out of her mouth and end up blowing my load all over her face.

"Fuck! Ada. Shit. I'm so sorry."

But she's all smiles. Her tongue darting out to lick up what she can. Wiping it down her face and then sucking on her fingers.

This might very well be the hottest thing I've ever watched. But also, I've got to get her cleaned up.

"Ada keep your eyes closed, Babe. If it gets in your eye, it's going to burn."

"I don't even care." She sighs. "That was…amazing."

"We're not done yet, Sweetheart. You're coming with me."