Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“How many men know for sure this hair is not fake?” As he asks, he slides a palm down my front, bending until he can pat my bare pussy.
It takes me a second to realize what he means, and then I start giggling yet again. I’ve never laughed this much in one day, and it’s not even noon.
Daddy kisses behind my ear. “How many men, Baby girl?”
Oh, he was serious. “Uhhh…” I pretend to count on my fingers, thinking hard as I flip them out in front of me, one at a time. When I switch back to the first hand, implying I’ve moved into double digits, I can no longer keep from laughing. The look on his face is comical.
I turn around and jump into his arms, wrapping my naked body around his. I set my hands on his cheeks and look him in the eyes. “I assume several people at the Dungeon have caught a glimpse of my pussy while someone was spanking me. Besides that, I’ve had sex with three men. None of them actually saw my pussy.”
His eyes widen as he palms my naked bottom. “How is that possible?”
I shrug. “Easy. Dark, clumsy, under the sheets… Do you want to know something else?” I’m going to boost his ego out of this stratosphere.
“What, Baby girl?” He walks with me out of the bathroom.
“The most aroused I’ve ever been in my life was two hours ago when you strapped me down and played with my nipples before breakfast.”
Daddy stops moving. His eyebrows lift into his hairline, and his cock swells against my naked pussy.
I grind myself against him because I can’t not do so. Then I tip my head back and moan. “Nope. I was wrong.”
His breathing is ragged. “How so?” His voice is deep and low.
“This is the most aroused I’ve ever been.” I wiggle my pussy against his cock again. I’m not playing fair, but I can’t help it. I’ve never actually wanted to have sex with anyone as badly as I’d like to have Daddy inside me.
Daddy groans as he continues through the bedroom, down the hall, and into my nursery. He lays me on my back on the changing table and says nothing as he pulls a strap across my waist.
I start panting because that’s what happens when Daddy straps me down.
My mouth falls open when he lifts my arms over my head and cuffs my wrists to the end of the table. I shiver. I’m naked, but I’m not cold. I’m so turned on I’m going to hyperventilate.
My breath hitches as Daddy bends my knees and parts my legs wide. Cool air makes my nipples pucker as Daddy slides his palms down my inner thighs until he reaches my pussy. He doesn’t touch me at first, though. He simply looks at me.
I tremble as I watch him.
His expression is reverent as he parts my folds, exposing me further. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Layla.” This is not his Daddy voice. This is the voice he will use when he takes me to his bed.
I’m so turned on I could practically beg him to do so right now. I can’t, though. He was serious when he told me I needed to be certain about us before I ask him to enter my body.
“I want to kiss your pussy, Baby girl,” he breathes out.
I tremble. “Please, Daddy.” I want that, too. I want it more than my next breath.
“Has anyone ever made you come?” he asks.
“Only me.”
He groans as if this drives him crazy. “How, Little one? What do you do when you masturbate? Do you use your hands? Do you need a toy? A vibrator? A bullet? A butterfly?”
“I have a rabbit in my apartment,” I admit softly.
“Mmm.” He bends forward and kisses my pelvis, not touching me where I need contact the most. “From now on, your orgasms are mine, Baby girl.”
I suck in a breath. He doesn’t really need to tell me that. My orgasms were already his.
He parts my folds and slowly strokes the smooth skin. “No more vibrators, Little one. No fingers, either. Keep your hands away from your pussy, understood?”
I nod. “Yes, Sir.” My voice catches. It’s hard to focus with him teasing my shaved mons.
He drags a finger through my wetness at the entrance to my pussy and then lifts it to his mouth and sucks it. He moans as if I’m the sweetest flavor he’s ever had.
I arch and buck to no avail. I need more. I need him to suck me. I’ve never craved something like that before, nor has anyone suggested it, but suddenly I think I might expire if he doesn’t wrap his lips around my pussy.
He slowly lowers his head until he can reach my clit with his tongue, and he flicks the swollen nub, making me cry out. Thank goodness Daddy’s neighbors are all far enough away they can’t hear me. I don’t have any idea if I would scream during sex, but I’m betting I will when the sex is as good as it’s going to be with Daddy.