Title: Come to Daddy
Series: Love Don’t Cost A Thing Book 1
Author: Brianna Hale
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date:ย January 19, 2019
Rules for the New Sugar Baby

1. Are you worth it? Hell yes you are, ten times over

2. Hustle big, hustle hard and get out fast
3. Never, ever fall for your sugar daddy
Iโ€™ve always believed โ€œIโ€™m not that sort of girl,โ€ but with my fatherโ€™s debt to a bloodthirsty crime lord to pay off I have no choice but to dip into the sugar bowl.
Misha, a handsome older billionaire, is willing to pay top price for me. Something about my daddy doesnโ€™t add up but with a debt to pay I donโ€™t have the luxury of being picky. Iโ€™m the luxury in his life, his fantasy to fulfil, and Iโ€™m going to play my part to the fullest.
My name is Ciara, and when daddy calls, I come.
** Book one of the LOVE DON’T COST A THING series.

โ€œCiara?โ€ I reach down to help her off the floor. A moment later I feel her fingers tugging at my belt.
Thatโ€™s what she was asking about earlier when she blushed and just now when she trailed off. She wanted to know about sex. Iโ€™m such a fucking idiot sometimes. I never said anything and now she thinks she has to do this.
I grasp her forearms and lean forward. โ€œCiara. Itโ€™s all right. You donโ€™t need to do that.โ€
Her mouth is very close to mine and she licks her lips. In the soft lights of theย carย they look plump and deep pink and my gaze becomes locked on them.
Sheโ€™s so fucking beautiful.
Iโ€™ve thought about touching her ever since she sent me those pictures. I havenโ€™t been able to get her out of my head, in fact. But they were abstract thoughts about sex thatย wereย never going to come to fruition. That could never come toย fruition,ย because Iโ€™m not who she thinks I am.
Now sheโ€™s offering to give me exactly what I want and my brain is presenting me with reason after reason why I should have sex with her. Itโ€™s what she expects.ย Sex is implicit in our arrangement. Itโ€™s what she thinks Iโ€™m paying her for. She might get suspicious of my motives if I donโ€™t take her to bed.
I really, really want to taste her.

โ€œWould you like me to? Be honest,โ€ she whispers.
My hesitation tells her all she needs to know. Her fingers continue unthreading my belt. It clinks softly and loosens and I feel myself grow hard in anticipation of her touch. My hands caress her shoulders and her blonde curls glide against my knuckles. So soft. I push my fingers into her hair, caressing the back of her head, and she feels like heaven.
Ciaraโ€™s hand rubs me over my trousers and even that gentle touch makes me groan. She outlines my length with her forefinger and then traces the swollen head of my cock. I watch her, my breathing shallow, as she undoes the button and then slowly eases the zipper down. Her hand dives inside my underwear and pulls my cock out, hot and swollen in her cool fingers. A conceited part of me canโ€™t help but admire how thick and long I look in her hands.
She licks her lips and I instinctively grasp the nape of her neck.ย Yes. Suck me.ย My gaze is locked on her face as her pink tongue slides across the broad head of my cock. Her hand caresses my length and she licks me again, wetting me thoroughly before taking me into her mouth. I feel the drag of her lips and then theย laveย of her tongue, and I groan and lay back against the leather seat.
โ€œJezus Christus, how did you learn to do this?โ€
Ciara draws her tongue along my length with delicious slowness. โ€œIโ€™m a whore, remember?โ€
Anger rolls through me even as she slides me to the back of her throat. Has she been seeing other men? Arenโ€™t I giving her enough money? Sheโ€™s not a whore, not even when Iโ€™m paying her for this. I catch hold of her hair tightly andย forceย her gaze up to mine. โ€œListen to me. You donโ€™t see any other men but me.โ€
She nods quickly, her mouth still full of me.
โ€œIโ€™m your daddy. Are we clear?โ€
She nods again and I let her go, sinking back to enjoy what sheโ€™s doing. โ€œFucking good,โ€ I growl, as she continues to work my cock. Sheโ€™s heaven with that mouth. I look at the blush in her cheek, the way her lips slowly suck me, her eyes closed. From the way her tongue is caressingย meย I would almost think she was enjoying this.
Her hands slide up and over my belly and she makes a little noise in the back of her throat. Maybe she is. Maybe she likes blowing me.
I reach down between her legs and grasp her silken thigh. She catches my wrist and draws her mouth away from my cock. โ€œDonโ€™t,โ€ she says in a broken whisper. As if sheโ€™s ashamed of something.
But I need to know. Suddenly itโ€™s the most important thing about this. Not the money. Not my fucking brother. Not me pretending to be something Iโ€™m not. Her. Sheโ€™s the most important thing. And I need to know if sheโ€™s wet.
โ€œBaby. Let me feel.โ€
Thereโ€™s nothing Brianna Hale likes more than a large, stern alpha male with a super-protective and caring streak, and when sheโ€™s not writing about them she can usually be found with a book, a cocktail, planning her next trip to a beautiful location or attending the theatre. She believes that pink and empowerment arenโ€™t mutually exclusive, and everyday adventures are possible. Brianna lives in London.