Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 111278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
“You doing okay, darling girl? You just shivered again. Is the water too cold?”
“Nooo,” she groaned. “You know why I shivered.”
“Does my girl need something?”
Ever since he’d plugged her yesterday, she’d been turned on and wishing she’d been able to take care of herself.
When was the last time she’d managed to make herself come? She couldn’t even remember.
“Is my girl turned on? Does she need to come?”
“Yes,” she groaned.
“Shh. You’re all right. I have you.”
“I need to come. Now!”
“Not here. I’ll take care of you in the bedroom. Where it’s safer for you.”
“No. Here.”
“Little girl, do you want to come or do you want me to edge you some more instead?”
“Come,” she said quickly. “I want to come.”
“Then you’ll do as you’re told.”
He rinsed them both off, then helped her out of the shower and dried her before quickly doing the same for himself.
“Please,” she begged. “Please.”
“It’s all right, baby. I’ll take care of you. Tell me something . . . do you remember the last time you masturbated?” He sat her down on the edge of the bed, then kneeled on the floor in front of her.
“Oh my God! I can’t believe you just asked me that.”
“Don’t be embarrassed. You can tell me anything.”
Crap. She knew she had to be bright red.
“I can’t seem to make myself come. I don’t know why. And it’s so frustrating.”
“Shh. Daddy is here to take care of you. All you ever have to do is ask.”
“So you would have made me come yesterday?”
“Not after you were just punished, darling girl. You don’t get to come when you’re in trouble. But any other time, Daddy is more than happy to lick your little pussy until you come all over his mouth. My favorite treat.”
Oh God.
He was killing her.
“Is this position all right or do you want to lean back against the headboard?”
“Um, the headboard.” She might move around when he finally got his tongue on her clit and she didn’t want to be in pain. Then he might stop.
No way she wanted him to stop.
He put some pillows behind her and then leaned in to kiss her.
Damn. So good.
She tried to follow him as he moved back.
“Uh-uh, you have to stay still, baby. Let Daddy do all the work.” He bent down and took one nipple into his mouth, using his fingers to play with her other nipple.
Then he slid down to lie between her parted legs.
“Bend your knees, feet flat on the mattress. I want to see how wet this pussy is.”
She moved, ignoring the slight pull on her ribs. She was feeling so much better than she had been.
He parted her lips and ran a finger along her slit. “Have you ever heard of a vaginal massage?”
“What?” she groaned.
“It’s where your vagina is massaged inside and out. Not necessarily for orgasm, but that can happen. It’s meant to help with blood flow and can help improve sexual gratification.”
Oh. Dear. Lord.
“I don’t think I need that.”
“You don’t want to try?
“I don’t . . . I don’t know. Will I have to touch myself? In front of you?”
“Hey, you should never be ashamed to do anything in front of me. But the idea is to relax you. To help you come. But if that would make you more tense, then you don’t need to do anything you don’t want to do.”
“I don’t know,” she whispered.
“Would you like my help? I’ve been doing some research into how to do this, but I might not get it right.”
She took a deep breath in and let it out. What was the worst that could happen? “I’ll try.”
“What a good girl you are to trust in Daddy. You’re doing so well. I know that a lot of this isn’t easy for you and you’re being so brave.”
He wasn’t wrong. When she’d first met him, just sitting here naked like this would have been a huge step for her. And now she was contemplating trying to masturbate in front of him.
“You’re like the orgasm whisperer.”
“What?”
Oops. Had she said that out loud?
“What?” she repeated.
“Did you just call me the orgasm whisperer?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. But maybe I did.”
He chuckled. “I’ll take it. Better than the king of sandwiches.”
She giggled.
“This isn’t where I was expecting this to go.” She’d thought he might eat her out until she came screaming his name.
“You do this, and Daddy will eat your pussy as much as you wish. Unless you’re being punished.”
She cleared her throat. “All right. Sounds like a pretty good deal for me.”
“Good girl. Now, I want you to touch your nipples, play with them for me.” He kneeled and lightly pressed on her legs until they widened, completely opening her up to his touch.
Cupping her mound, he pressed his palm against her, moving his hand in circular motions.
“This sort of massage can also help your relationship with your body,” he told her. “I want you to love yourself like I love you.”