Anastasia clung to Christian as he tried to push off of her. They just finished a long round of morning lovemaking, but his girl was greedy. "Don't leave yet, Daddy."

He gave her a lazy grin. "Baby, you've already made me late. Daddy has to work."

Pouting, she relaxed her hold on him and let him stand. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her pout.

"Don't do that. There's a lot of people depending on me."

Knowing he was right, she sighed. "I'm sorry. I know. I'm just grumpy this morning."

"Grumpy? I just gave you four O's. How can you be grumpy? You're filled with my mark you begged for!" He tickled her lightly while she squealed and tried smacking his hands away.

"You already know I'm greedy! I'm like a love sponge. I just soak it all up." She made a slurping sound. "I'm not done, yet. I want snuggles!"

He snorted. "You'll never be done... which I appreciate. Helps the ego." He winked. "I promise I'll text you throughout the day, but I need to shower now and go to work. I have a big meeting at nine with a bunch of grouchy old men. I don't want my baby grouchy, too."

"Don't put me in the same category with grouchy old men!" She smacked him with a pillow. "Fine! I'll be good. Go take your shower. You stink."

Christian hurried into the bathroom, relieving himself before hitting the shower. His girl had kept him way too distracted that morning. Shaking his head at the thought, he admonished himself a bit over it. He had the hardest time ever telling her no, especially when she was grinding herself against him. He needed to learn to say no to her.

At the thought of her soft, curvy, petite body grinding against his, his dick grew quickly. He scowled down at it while he applied his face wash. Don't even think about it, buddy.

While he washed his face clean, he heard the click of the bathroom door. Wiping his eyes quickly, he watched her silhouette through the foggy glass front make her way closer, but she didn't open the door. He gave her another minute to announce herself or hear her flush, but when everything stayed quiet, he wiped at the foggy glass so he could peek out.

He found her sitting on the counter in her soft nightgown, her feet kicking while she swayed her head from side to side.

Anastasia sat there patiently, just wanting to be close to her boyfriend while he showered. Very rarely did he ever have to jump up and leave her right after sex, so she was feeling needy. So, she sat, waiting to get a glimpse of her naked, wet man while trying to get the Journey song out of her head. Why did she watch Glee before bed?

She turned her head and startled a little in her spot when she found Christian staring at her from a clear spot he made on the glass.

Hi, Daddy. Watchya' doin'?" Jumping down, she made her way to the glass and raised on her tiptoes to try to peek in from that spot he made.

"Being stalked, it seems."

She giggled. "It's my right as a little girl to creep on Daddy." She tried to crane her neck a little further, but all she could see was his chest up. Stupid short legs. "I can't see!"

Chuckling, he shook his head at his adorable girl. "Come on in. You can watch me you little stinker."

"Yes!" She hurried into the large shower, having a seat in the built in seat across from him and sat cross-legged with her hands in her lap.

"I see it now!"

"You do? Imagine that." He gave her a wink before leaning his head back to scrub his hair.

Ana watched as the suds from the shampoo cascaded down the long, hard planes of his body and down his hard shaft before falling from his body.

Fuck, she just wanted to bite him. He didn't give her permission to help, so she made herself stay in position. She'd just have to ogle him from across the shower.

Swooning, she leaned her head on her fist while he rinsed his hair. "So handsome, my daddy is. What a perfect way to start the day."

Christian laughed. He loved how sweet she always was. It made his heart swell and ache at the same time. He let out a resolved sigh and waved her over.

"Strip and get over here. Daddy will wash you."

Squealing in excitement, she hurried to get her nightgown off so she could get her hands on him. Bed just wasn't enough. "I thought you were running late?"

"Yea, well, I'm already late. What's another twenty minutes? Might as well use the most if my time and get my hands all over you."

She hummed. "I like that logic. I missed you." She ran her hands down his abdomen.

"My sweet girl. This morning really wasn't enough?"

"You gave us our O's and then ran away. I feel small when that happens... and not in the good way." She stood still, letting him soap up her body.

"Ah, I see. You feel unimportant. I'm sorry, my baby. I have to be careful about that from now on." He didn't want her to be hurt all day just because he hit it and ran.

"No, no. I don't want you to be more careful. I'd rather have you and you have to go than not have you at all. You're yummy." She gave him a grin when he cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Yummy, huh?" When she nodded, he slapped her backside playfully. "You happen to be pretty delicious yourself." After moving her so that the spray washed away the suds on her body, he gave her a chaste kiss. "Alright, your clean. Go dry off and dress for the day."

"What color?"

He grinned. He liked when she wanted his input on her clothes. "Let's do yellow today. The sun is out and hopefully we can take a spin in the convertible later."

"Oh, yes please! Can we go to the taco stand, too?"

He laughed. This girl was always seeing how much she could push the limits. "If you eat nutritiously today, we'll go to the taco truck." His girl had a habit of eating easy, junk food during the day and he was always worried about her vitamin and mineral intake. He was forced to even make a rule that she take a daily multivitamin just to make sure. At least she'll get protein at the taco stand.

"No grilled cheese or Ramen noodles! Got it!"

"I should spank you for just saying the word Ramen in this house." He stepped out of the shower and gave her a playful scowl. Gail always had a soft spot for Ana and no matter how many times Christian told her not to buy any, she'd always sneak a couple in for her.

"Aren't you late, Daddy? You're going to miss your meeting!" He watched Ana go hurrying out of the bathroom, away from him and his twitchy palm.