Small Town Daddy

I’m going to be bad for my Daddy.
I’m a nice girl, or at least that’s what everyone thinks.
But here’s something they don’t know: I want an older man to take care of me.
So when I meet a filthy ex-Navy SEAL, I don’t care if he’s bad news.
I’m going to let him do all the dirty things I’ve always dreamed about.

I shouldn’t want a man like Lucas. I stayed home from college so I could take care of my sick father, not so that I could get involved with an older, tattooed ex-Navy SEAL with a filthy mouth.

As soon as he walks into my life, I know I’m screwed. I can’t take my eyes off of his ripped muscles and cocky grin.

I keep undressing him with my eyes, but I’d rather he undressed me with those rough hands.

I want to get to know the real Lucas Baker. He’s more than just the bad boy he appears to be. He’s a single father and he works for a flower shop. There has to be something more beneath that hard exterior.

I need Lucas more than I want to admit. I feel a shiver run down my spine when he orders me to call him Daddy. I’ve never been with an older man before, but I feel so safe with him.

I’m going to let my Daddy make me very, very bad