Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
My cheeks burn as I finally turn to gaze into Ben’s eyes. They’re hooded and sincere, hitting me with an intense combination of lust and love, stronger than anything I’ve ever felt before.
I stroke the side of his face. “I love you, too, Daddy.”
He lowers his lips to mine. Our mouths slot together, and I moan as his tongue entices mine to dance. His large body hovers over me, our chests barely grazing. The minute movements he unconsciously makes against my nipples cause sparks of arousal to shoot through my body.
I pant against his lips. “Touch me, Daddy. Please.”
Ben makes a sound halfway between a growl and a groan. He kisses a slow trail down my neck and chest before turning his attention to my breasts. I moan as his tongue swirls around my nipple. His mouth closes over my breast, sucking hard. My back arches and I gasp at the feeling of his hot mouth on one of the most sensitive areas of my skin. But before I can get used to the sensation, he moves to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.
My pussy throbs. I roll my hips, trying to catch some small amount of friction on his pants, his leg, something. My thighs are already slick with my arousal. I rub them together, desperate for relief.
“Daddy,” I moan, my voice rough and breathless. “Please, touch me more. Please, please, please. I can’t take it.”
He releases my nipple with a pop and eyes me with a sly tilt of his lips. “But I am touching you, Baby Bird.”
“You know what I mean, Daddy.”
Ben hums, smoothing both hands down my chest and onto my hips. Goose bumps perk up across my skin in anticipation of what I know is coming...
“Do you want Daddy to touch you here?” he asks.
I nod my head.
He caresses the skin just below my navel, and not an inch lower.
“Use your words, Baby Bird.”
I’m about ready to burst into flames when I beg, “Yes, Daddy, I want you to touch my pussy, please!”
I hold my breath as Ben ghosts his fingers along my slit, teasing and torturing me.
“My poor Baby Bird. How can Daddy say no when you’re begging so sweetly?” He kisses my cheek as he slides a single finger into my pussy. I arch into his touch. “Now, what do you say to Daddy?”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I whimper in response to the relief I feel at being penetrated by Ben, even if it is just one finger. He starts to pump the digit in and out of me, while pressing the heel of his palm against my clit.
I mewl and moan as he adds a second finger. I make the kinds of noises I would normally be embarrassed by, but not here, and not now. Not when I’m being held so tenderly by my big, strong daddy. Not when he’s the one making me feel so good.
Pleasure pulses through me like a deep bass beat, as Ben finds the sensitive spot below my ear and starts to suck. “You did so well today, Baby Bird. You were so badass and brave. I swear, you find new ways to surprise me every day.”
“T-thank you, Daddy. I like s-surprising you...” My legs shake as he grinds harder against my clit.
“Are you gonna come for me now, Baby Bird?”
I feel my head move up and down of its own accord. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” He presses a kiss to my cheek. “I want to feel you come all over my hand, Baby Bird. Don’t hold back.”
As if his words have cast a spell on me, I feel myself speeding closer and closer to the edge. My pussy throbs. I grind my clit against his hand, humping him as he fucks me.
I’m so close. There’s a dense ball of heat forming in my lower stomach, taking on more and more gravity with each second that passes. Despite me being the one getting worked up, Ben sounds almost out of breath as he pants close to my ear.
“That’s it, baby, I can feel you... Just let go.”
Fisting the bedsheets, I dive headfirst into my orgasm, weathering wave after wave of pleasure that breaks over me. My pussy clamps around Ben’s fingers, as he slows his pumping and grinding, providing just enough stimulation for me to ride the current into a slightly weaker, but no less satisfying climax.
“I love to watch you come, Baby Bird. I love the sounds you make, and the way your eyes squeeze shut.”
He withdraws from my pussy and brings his hand up to suck my wetness from his fingers. I watch him savor the taste of me, too speechless to do more than stare.
It feels like a small eternity later when my muscles finally relax into a gooey heap on the bed. I don’t realize that Ben is still fully dressed until he rises from the bed and starts to take his clothes off.