Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
“Ohh. Well, if you need me.” She gave him a shy smile.
“Sweet as fucking pie,” he murmured.
She wriggled on his lap, looking over at the sofa.
“Stay still. Where are you trying to go?”
“Oh. I thought I was napping on the sofa. Do you want me to go somewhere else?” The idea of leaving him had her welling up. Had she done something wrong?
Don’t be an idiot.
“Shh. Everything is all right. You’re such a good girl. So special and brave. You could never do anything wrong. And I will never send you away. I just need you where I can touch you. Okay?”
Yeah. She was okay with that.
“That’s it.” He ran his hands along her outer thighs, then around to her inner thighs. A shiver of pleasure raced through her.
“Such a sweet, lovely girl. It’s time for these to come off, though,” he said as he stroked a finger over her panty-clad pussy. He pushed his chair back and set her on her feet. “Take your panties off for Daddy.”
He held out his hand and she shimmied off her panties and gave them to him. He tucked them into a drawer.
“Pull your skirt up, show me that pretty pussy.”
A blush filled her cheeks, but she did as ordered.
“Oh yeah. Such a sweet girl.” He lifted her onto the desk again, and spreading his legs, he put her feet on each of his thighs. Now she was open to him and he couldn’t help but see how aroused she was.
Bending down, he feasted on her. He started light, but then he drove her higher and higher until her breath was coming in fast pants.
“Please. Please.”
“Come for me,” he ordered.
It didn’t take long before she found her release. The world spun for a moment, and she had to take deep breaths to calm her racing heart as her feet slid off his thighs.
“That’s Daddy’s good girl.” He lifted her down onto his lap again to hold her.
“Daddy, I need to clean up.” She tried to get up, but he held her still.
“Why?” he asked.
“I’m probably getting a wet patch on your pants.”
“And I’ll wear that wet patch with pride. I like the idea of wearing your mark. Of smelling like you.”
Dear Lord.
That was so . . . primal.
And she loved it.
Yawning, she snuggled against him as he ran a hand up and down her back. Exhaustion filled her. She felt like she could sleep for a year.
He reached between them, pulling her back slightly so he could undo his pants and draw his thick erection from his boxers.
“Come here, baby. I need you to keep me nice and warm while you sleep.”
Holy heck balls.
He expected her to sleep with his monster cock inside her?
Lifting her up, he slowly lowered her onto his dick.
Oh, Daddy, yes, please.
“That’s it. Fuck. You feel so good.”
“Do you want to . . . um . . . don’t you want to . . . um . . .” Yikes. She couldn’t get her words out.
“Don’t worry about me, baby. This is about you. Now, snuggle in and get some sleep. Actually, wait.” He reached over and grabbed a glass of water. Then he held it to her lips. “Small sips. Well done.” After putting the glass down, he opened a drawer and drew out a Hershey’s Kiss. Unwrapping it slowly, he placed it against her lips. “Open.”
She parted her lips, and he popped it into her mouth before drawing her in tight against his chest once more.
She fell asleep on his lap as he worked, with his dick nestled inside her and the taste of chocolate on her tongue.
Perfect.
63
“Just don’t scare him, Daddy.”
“I’m not going to scare him, baby.”
She shot him a firm look.
“Scout’s honor,” he said.
“You weren’t a Scout, Daddy.”
“How dare you!” He slapped her ass as they walked into the busy café she’d arranged to meet Charlie in.
She stared around and finally saw Charlie waving to her at the back of the café.
“There he is!”
She rushed forward, but Reuben wrapped his arm around her, pulling her back. “Stay with me. You know the rules.”
“I’m not Little right now.” Well, her Little was just under the surface. She was super excited about seeing Charlie.
Reaching up, she rubbed her hair clip for good luck.
“Rules still apply. When we’re out around people I don’t know, you stick close by. I’d be happy to get one of those wrist band leashes if you need one.”
He wouldn’t!
Hmm. He might.
Pick your battles, Faith.
So she held onto Reuben’s hand as they weaved through the tables to the back.
“Charlie!” She raised her arms as though she was going to hug him when he stood. But then Reuben placed his arm over her shoulders.
“No touching.”
Sheesh.
So, she settled for waving at him. She didn’t know why Reuben was being so strict. He’d read the background report on Charlie.