Olivia's POV
Christopher froze for a split second, then groaned against my neck. "Say it again."
"What happened to 'Christopher'?" I teased.
"Both. I want both." His lips found mine again, hungrier this time. "Love hearing you say my name, but when you call me daddy like that..." His hands gripped my thighs. "Does things to me."
"Greedy."
"Only for you, baby." He kissed me again, deep and thorough, making my head spin. "Only ever for you."
I clutched his shoulders, steadying myself as his tongue swept into my mouth.
"Baby," I whispered against his lips, lost in the sensation.
Christopher drew back, eyes wide and grinning.
"What?" I asked, breathless and confused by his sudden pause.
"You called me baby." His thumb traced my bottom lip. "First time you've ever called me that."
"I did not." But even as I denied it, I realized he was right.
"Oh, you absolutely did." His grin widened. "I thought I was the only one who got to use pet names."