Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“Daddy? That’s a bit kinky, sir,” she says, opening her legs for me. I hear shades of oh I couldn’t possibly… in her voice, and it makes me smile.
“I am a bit kinky.” I circle her clit through her underwear. “How does that feel?”
“It feels so good, daddy.” Her cheeks turn the same shade of pink as my azalea. Fuck. This is going so well already. I ease one finger beneath her underwear and find she’s waxed completely bare and so wet. I have to close my eyes and grit my teeth as the urge to fuck her right now sweeps over me. Her clit is swollen and I bear down on it, imagining the slow plunge into her pussy.
“Do you like daddy’s big fingers touching your clit?” I whisper into her ear, rubbing faster.
She whimpers and nods, her lower lip caught between her teeth. I slant my mouth across hers again. “Good girl. Why don’t we see if we can make you feel even better?”
My office is spacious and comfortable and tucked away from the other museum employees, but just in case someone from downstairs comes looking for us, I go and lock the door and come back to her.
I hook a finger into her underwear and pull them down her legs and over her shoes, and then push them into my pocket. I sit back on my heels before her, just holding up her dress and looking at her. Totally bare, her lips pink and shiny with her arousal. Her pussy is going to look incredible spattered with my come. I want that, so fucking much, but not today. Lacey leans against the wall, gazing down at me and breathing lightly, alert but trusting.
I lean forward and kiss her little cleft, and then slip my tongue between her folds. Her clit is hard and swollen against my tongue. She makes a whimpering sound, and her leg shakes. Herregud, she tastes good. I part her with my fingers and lick deeper, groaning with pleasure at the feel of her against my tongue. Lacey is shuddering against the wall, teetering on the brink of an orgasm.
Denying her the release just yet, I stand up, put one hand on her collarbone to keep her where she is, and reach for her clit with the other. I love fingering girls. All I need to do is make tiny movements on that little spot, and I can overwhelm her whole world. The control is spectacular. Lacey watches me with big, trusting eyes.
I talk to her as her climax builds, controlling the intensity to keep her this side of her peak. To keep her focused on me. “Here’s what I want to happen, Lacey. I’m your boss. We have work to do. But we’re going to have more than just a working relationship while you’re here. Sometimes I’m not very nice, but I think it will be good for you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, daddy.”
I up the intensity of my rubbing and she shudders against me, her head tipping back. I smile indulgently at her. “Sometimes I’m very nice, though. Do you like that?”
Lacey reaches up and grasps the lapels of my jacket, holding on for dear life. Her voice is tight with arousal as she whimpers, “Yes, daddy.”
Fuck me, that’s good. I push one of my fingers into her mouth, and she immediately sucks it. Even better. If I ever made a porno, it would be called Girls In Dresses Being Good And Doing As They’re Told. I could watch this all day.
Her climax rises up and takes over her, and her cries get louder. I take my finger out her mouth and press it against her lips. She wraps her arms even tighter around my neck and holds me as she comes, lost in what I’m doing to her.
“Good girl,” I breathe into her ear, easing up the pressure a little as her orgasm trails off, and then releasing her. I smooth her skirt down as the afterglow makes her weak.
Taking her hand, I perch on the edge of my desk and pull her between my thighs and into my arms. I can feel my cock straining against my trousers. When she moves closer to me, she rubs against me, reminding me that she naked and wet beneath her skirt. I think about pushing her face down over my desk and fucking her, hard and fast, until I burst deep inside her. Tempting, but not yet. I line up all the things I want to do to her, one after the other, like a row of delicious morsels. I can’t wait to take the first bite out of her.
“How do you feel, käraste?”
Lacey leans into me, resting her cheek against my shoulder. The gesture is so sweet and trusting it makes my heart ache.