Title: Run Baby Run
Series: Daddy Loves You #1
Author: Margot Scott
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance Novella
Series: Daddy Loves You #1
Author: Margot Scott
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance Novella
Release Date: August 20, 2020
Blurb
DADDY LOVES YOU, BABY…
I never thought Iโd fall for a man like Jonah. A former cop has no business
being with someone like me, a lonely unwanted girl with no address or family.But for some reason, he wants to take care of me.When I needed a place to stay he opened his doors, and as soon as I stepped
inside, it felt like home. For the first time in my life, I feel safe enough to
stop running.He wants to give me a second childhood, better than the one I’ve known.A chance to be the little girl I’ve always been in my heart.Jonah’s baby girl.Daddy’s angel…
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Introducing book one in the Daddy Loves You Series
from Margot Scott. This new series is bursting at the seams with fast and
filthy age-gap instalove. Absolutely NO cheating or cliffhangers, with a
guaranteed HEA!
from Margot Scott. This new series is bursting at the seams with fast and
filthy age-gap instalove. Absolutely NO cheating or cliffhangers, with a
guaranteed HEA!
Ari’s ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ hat review:
This was my first book by Margot Scott and holy guacamole that was some serious steam! Age-gap romances are one of my favorite tropes to read. They usually have amazing sexual tension and heaping doses of steam. RUN BABY RUN had that plus the insta-love factor which is another of my favorite tropes and all wrapped up and in a quick, dirty, and yummy novella I ate up as fast as I could turn the pages. Plus, OMG Jonah was just delicious! If you like quick, steamy, insta-love reads then definitely get this!
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Excerpt
Wringing
excess water from my hair, I ease the shower door open and realize too late
that I left my towel on the other side of the room. Mouthing the word fuck, I step out onto the bathmat and
pad across the dark tile.
excess water from my hair, I ease the shower door open and realize too late
that I left my towel on the other side of the room. Mouthing the word fuck, I step out onto the bathmat and
pad across the dark tile.
Halfway to
the sink, my wet foot skids, and I drop.
the sink, my wet foot skids, and I drop.
My ass
smacks against the floor, followed by my elbow. A blast of pain explodes at the
base of my spine and in my right arm. I yelp, the sound coming out loud enough
to shock me, and Iโm the one who made it.
smacks against the floor, followed by my elbow. A blast of pain explodes at the
base of my spine and in my right arm. I yelp, the sound coming out loud enough
to shock me, and Iโm the one who made it.
Footsteps
thunder down the hall. Thereโs no time, and Iโm in far too much pain, to cover
myself before the door crashes open.
thunder down the hall. Thereโs no time, and Iโm in far too much pain, to cover
myself before the door crashes open.
โTeagan,โ
Jonah says, and I realize then and there that Iโm in love with the sound of my
name on his tongue. He kneels beside me, his gaze wild with concern. โDid you
slip?โ
Jonah says, and I realize then and there that Iโm in love with the sound of my
name on his tongue. He kneels beside me, his gaze wild with concern. โDid you
slip?โ
โI forgot
my towel.โ I wince as he lifts my arm to check my range of motion. My elbow
throbs, but my skin where heโs touching me feels…normal.
my towel.โ I wince as he lifts my arm to check my range of motion. My elbow
throbs, but my skin where heโs touching me feels…normal.
No, better
than normal. No shocks, no jolts. Just warm tingles.
than normal. No shocks, no jolts. Just warm tingles.
โCan you
bend it?โ he asks.
bend it?โ he asks.
It hurts
like hell, but I can manage.
like hell, but I can manage.
Jonah scans
me for further bruises, his gaze hitching on my mouth as my tongue slips out to
wet my lips. My pulse races. He looks down at my body and itโs like heโs just
now realizing that Iโm naked.
me for further bruises, his gaze hitching on my mouth as my tongue slips out to
wet my lips. My pulse races. He looks down at my body and itโs like heโs just
now realizing that Iโm naked.
I should be
nervous, but Iโm notโnot in the way most people would be if a stranger barged
in on them in the bathroom. Iโm nervous because I like the way heโs looking at
me. Because I love the feel of his hands on my skin.
nervous, but Iโm notโnot in the way most people would be if a stranger barged
in on them in the bathroom. Iโm nervous because I like the way heโs looking at
me. Because I love the feel of his hands on my skin.
Jonah
brushes the wet hair from my cheek and leans forward as if heโs going to kiss
me. I hold my breath in anticipation, wondering if Iโll like it. Instead of
kissing my mouth, he kisses my forehead.
brushes the wet hair from my cheek and leans forward as if heโs going to kiss
me. I hold my breath in anticipation, wondering if Iโll like it. Instead of
kissing my mouth, he kisses my forehead.
โGrab onto
me,โ he says. I hook my good arm around his neck, as he wraps his strong arms
around me, lifting me like I weigh as much as a kitten.
me,โ he says. I hook my good arm around his neck, as he wraps his strong arms
around me, lifting me like I weigh as much as a kitten.
Itโs not
until we pass the door to the guestroom that I realize heโs bringing me to his
bedroom, full of his things. Where everything smells like him: menโs bar
soap and the subtle spice of his cologne. The bed he sets me down on is
enormous, fitted with dark-blue linens and a soft gray comforter that makes me
want to roll around like a cat in the sun.
until we pass the door to the guestroom that I realize heโs bringing me to his
bedroom, full of his things. Where everything smells like him: menโs bar
soap and the subtle spice of his cologne. The bed he sets me down on is
enormous, fitted with dark-blue linens and a soft gray comforter that makes me
want to roll around like a cat in the sun.
โDonโt go
anywhere,โ he says with a wink.
anywhere,โ he says with a wink.
He
disappears into the attached bath and returns a few seconds later with a big
blue towel, which he wraps around my shoulders. I sit still and quiet as he
rubs me up and down. My clit tingles. Every swipe of the towel is a reminder of
all the ways I imagined Jonah touching me in the shower.
disappears into the attached bath and returns a few seconds later with a big
blue towel, which he wraps around my shoulders. I sit still and quiet as he
rubs me up and down. My clit tingles. Every swipe of the towel is a reminder of
all the ways I imagined Jonah touching me in the shower.
He kneels
on the floor in front of me, and heโs so damn tall that weโre still practically
eye level. The concern in his gaze makes me feel fragile and transparent like
glass. But thereโs something behind the worry that makes my heart beat faster.
He begins drying my front body, starting with my face and working his way down.
on the floor in front of me, and heโs so damn tall that weโre still practically
eye level. The concern in his gaze makes me feel fragile and transparent like
glass. But thereโs something behind the worry that makes my heart beat faster.
He begins drying my front body, starting with my face and working his way down.
I gasp as
his hands cup my breasts over the terrycloth.
his hands cup my breasts over the terrycloth.
His
expression doesnโt change. I canโt tell if heโs just trying to take care of me,
or if heโs as turned on by the situation as I am. Why canโt it be both?
Again, Iโm struck by the image of myself in a frilly pink dress with Jonahโs
hand up my skirt.
expression doesnโt change. I canโt tell if heโs just trying to take care of me,
or if heโs as turned on by the situation as I am. Why canโt it be both?
Again, Iโm struck by the image of myself in a frilly pink dress with Jonahโs
hand up my skirt.
My nipples
harden against his wide, calloused palms. It feels so good to be touched, so
good that I almost start crying. Iโve never wanted anyone to touch me like
this, and I canโt find the words to tell him not to stop. I inhale deeply,
puffing out my chest, hoping heโll get the message. His thumbs circle my nipples
through the terrycloth.
harden against his wide, calloused palms. It feels so good to be touched, so
good that I almost start crying. Iโve never wanted anyone to touch me like
this, and I canโt find the words to tell him not to stop. I inhale deeply,
puffing out my chest, hoping heโll get the message. His thumbs circle my nipples
through the terrycloth.
โDoes that
feel nice?โ he asks.
feel nice?โ he asks.
I nod. The
tenderness in his gaze is quickly eclipsed by an intensity that makes my pussy
throb.
tenderness in his gaze is quickly eclipsed by an intensity that makes my pussy
throb.
โAnd this?โ
He squeezes gently. โHow does this feel?โ
He squeezes gently. โHow does this feel?โ
โGood.โ My
breasts arenโt huge, and they feel even smaller in his hands, but he doesnโt
seem to mind. If anything, his touch is too careful, like heโs afraid heโs
going to break me.
breasts arenโt huge, and they feel even smaller in his hands, but he doesnโt
seem to mind. If anything, his touch is too careful, like heโs afraid heโs
going to break me.
Slowly, he
works the towel down my chest and stomach. I hold my breath as he reaches my
belly button, waiting for him to slide lower, between my legs. But he doesnโt.
Instead, he dries my feet, one at a time, before working his way back up my
calves.
works the towel down my chest and stomach. I hold my breath as he reaches my
belly button, waiting for him to slide lower, between my legs. But he doesnโt.
Instead, he dries my feet, one at a time, before working his way back up my
calves.
Iโm
practically vibrating by the time he reaches my inner thighs.
practically vibrating by the time he reaches my inner thighs.
โYouโre an
angel, Teagan,โ he says. โMy angel. That means, from now on, you never have to
worry about feeling sad, or scared, or hungry.โ
angel, Teagan,โ he says. โMy angel. That means, from now on, you never have to
worry about feeling sad, or scared, or hungry.โ
His words
sink in. I canโt stop the tears from welling at the corners of my eyes. Earlier
tonight, Jonah told me I was home, and as crazy as it sounds, I feel like he
meant it. Iโm so used to running. So used to being bumped from place to place
that I donโt know how to stand still. Everything about Jonah feels solid and
permanent.
sink in. I canโt stop the tears from welling at the corners of my eyes. Earlier
tonight, Jonah told me I was home, and as crazy as it sounds, I feel like he
meant it. Iโm so used to running. So used to being bumped from place to place
that I donโt know how to stand still. Everything about Jonah feels solid and
permanent.
Have I
finally found something to hold onto?
finally found something to hold onto?
Author Bio
Margot Scott is an erotic romance author who likes long
nails and short, sexy reads, rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream, and rainy
days spent in bed with her furbabies. When sheโs not writing forbidden love
stories about bearded older men, you can find her browsing Pinterest for
pictures of pink things.
nails and short, sexy reads, rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream, and rainy
days spent in bed with her furbabies. When sheโs not writing forbidden love
stories about bearded older men, you can find her browsing Pinterest for
pictures of pink things.
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