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)
I scurry backward far enough to give myself space to lower to my hands. My thin nightie hangs in front of me. He can see my tits hanging down until I crawl closer and reach out my tongue to lick Daddy’s engorged cock.
He doesn’t touch me. He lets me control things. For now. I’m sure that will change.
His breath hitches when I stroke my tongue all the way from the base to the tip. “Good girl. Fuck, that’s good, Layla.” His hands are shaking as he lifts them to stroke my cheeks so gently. “Jesus, Baby girl…”
I flick my tongue over the tip of his erection, tasting the saltiness of his come. It’s a heady experience that leaves me craving more. The useless scrap of material covering my pussy is beyond soaked. Wetness leaks down my inner thighs.
Daddy slides a hand under my chin and applies gentle pressure. “Come back up onto just your knees, Little one.”
I whimper as I obey him, bringing us face-to-face. I wasn’t done.
He chuckles. “You can suck me some other time. I don’t want to come in your mouth this time, Baby girl.”
I inhale sharply as he trails a finger from between my eyes, over my nose, my lips, my chin, my neck, and between my breasts. I shudder when he circles one of my nipples.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Layla.”
I swallow. He’s so serious.
“I love you.”
My breath hitches. “I love you.”
He smiles as he reaches for the hem of my lingerie and pulls it over my head. “You can wear that again for me another time.” He dances one finger down my center until he reaches between my legs. “So wet for me. You’re dripping.”
“I need you, Sir.”
He hooks one finger from each hand into the elastic of my thong and eases it down my thighs. “This is sexy, too, Baby.”
I’m so turned on by his intensity. It seems like I could come right now if he commanded it.
Theo reaches between my legs and strokes his fingers through my folds. I can’t spread them any wider because I’m trapped by the elastic of my thong around my thighs.
He brings his fingers to his mouth and meets my gaze while he sucks them clean. “Lie back, Little one.”
I swing my legs around and drop down onto my back.
Daddy grabs the thong and hauls it off my body. “Open for me. Show me how wet and needy you are, Layla.”
I spread my legs wide. I’m trembling. I spread open for him like this several times a day because he likes me diapered most of the time. But this is different. This isn’t my Little getting cleaned up. This is my adult about to take her man’s cock.
“You’re so beautiful.”
My cheeks heat. His compliments make me blush.
“In the future, I will often restrain you when I take you. I’ll secure your arms to the headboard and cuff your legs wide. I’ll do it because being restrained makes you so horny and because it pleases me. But today I want your hands on me while I slide into your pussy. I want your fingers to dig into my shoulders.”
I nod because I want that, too, and he knows me well enough to realize his talk of future restraints is enough to drive me mad with lust. I’m panting and squirming, inching closer to him. I need him so badly.
Daddy reaches up, grabs my hips, and drags me toward him until my butt is almost over the edge of the bed. He spreads my thighs wide with both hands and leans forward so his cock lines up with my channel.
Holding my gaze, he drags the head through my folds over and over, languidly as if we have all the time in the world and we’re not both about to explode.
I’m fascinated by his ability to control his cock so precisely without touching it, and I realize there’s a reason his bed is at this exact height. He planned it. He knew one day he would find the perfect Little girl, and he wanted to be able to spread her out and thrust into her while standing next to the mattress.
I’m that lucky Little girl. It’s me. This is real. This amazing man is my Daddy, and he’s about to fully claim me in a way that’s going to rock my world. Nothing will ever be the same, and I’m glad. I deserve this. I deserve him. I deserve happiness.
Daddy releases my thighs, drops his hands alongside my chest, and presses forward a millimeter at a time.
I reach up and grab his shoulders, holding on. Part of me is afraid I might slip away if I don’t hold on to him. My eyes roll back as he inches in deeper, taking his time, making me writhe.
“That’s my good girl. Take Daddy’s cock. Take what I’m offering you. You’re mine, Layla.”