Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
The zing of awareness crawled up her body again. It was so powerful, and when he rubbed her neck with his mark, she moaned into his mouth.
Daddy slid a hand up her thigh to her waist before easing it higher until he cupped her breast through the layers of material.
Olivia arched into his touch, whimpering as her body reacted to every movement. When he swiped his thumb over her nipple, she cried out into his mouth.
After a few more teasing grazes of his thumb, he pinched the swollen bud just enough to make her buck against him. She broke the kiss. “Daddy…”
“Mmmm…” was his response. “You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?”
Her breath hitched.
“You have the prettiest brown curls. I love how some of them form a halo around your face. Your eyes are the loveliest shade of green that reminds me of the leaves in spring.”
She started panting. Her body was restless again. It was impossible not to squirm.
“I want to see the rest of you, Baby girl. Will you let me?”
She found herself nodding because she, too, wanted him to see and touch her entire body. She wanted to touch his body, too. Would he let her?
Daddy rose, holding her securely, and carried her across the room. Before she could grasp his intention, he sat her on a padded surface so she was facing him.
His hands came to the hem of her dress and pushed it and the layers of shifts up her legs until he reached her hips. “Lift your bottom for Daddy, Baby girl.”
She obeyed him on instinct, shuddering as he continued to lift the layers the rest of the way up her body.
“Arms up, Olivia.”
It was as though she were unable to deny him. She wanted to please him, so she did as she was told. The moment the clothing was whisked away from her body, leaving her in only her panties, she covered her breasts and whimpered.
Her heart was pounding. Her nipples were hard beneath her palms. Her panties were damp between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together. She’d never felt so exposed in her life, and it was so unnerving knowing that he was looking at her while she could not see his expression.
His next words sounded strained, breathy. “You are so very perfect in every way, Olivia. Lower your hands for Daddy. Let me see you.” He wrapped his fingers around her wrists and gently tugged, encouraging her to obey.
Olivia shuddered as her breasts were exposed.
Daddy guided her to turn and lie back on the padding. He lifted her neck next and eased her hair out from behind her so it hung off the end of the table. The changing table. It was exactly like the kind she’d seen in actual nurseries in most homes, except this one was large enough for an adult.
“Lift your arms above your head for me, Baby girl,” he encouraged.
Her brain cells were not working, but he didn’t seem to mind her inability to respond. He simply gathered her wrists and lifted them up above her head. After shifting both to one of his hands, she felt something soft wrapping around her wrists.
Olivia gasped as he secured her wrists to the end of the changing table. “Daddy…”
“Shh…” He kissed her lips and then continued kissing down her neck and lower until he reverently set his lips on her nipple.
She cried out at the sensation. It sent a jolt of electricity through her entire body, making her crave things she’d never even thought of before. She wanted more. She wanted him to lick her nipple, suck it, bite it…
Instead her Daddy lifted his face, and a moment later, she felt a similar soft strap coming across her belly, trapping her against the table.
She’d never felt so vulnerable and exposed. Her body was covered with goosebumps. She couldn’t squeeze her knees any tighter if she tried. What if he found out her panties were so wet? Would he think she peed herself and use it as an excuse to diaper her?
The wetness in her panties wasn’t exactly new. She’d had fantasies about Damon ever since she’d made the rash decision to confront him a year ago. She hadn’t gotten very close to him because he’d warned her off, but even from a distance, she’d learned his scent and the tone of his voice. Those two things had fueled her fantasies for a year.
Nervousness consumed her. Her body was reacting to everything in a way that doubled the flutters in her tummy. The need she felt for something elusive was growing.
“Daddy…”
Chapter Four
Damon inhaled deeply, trying to control his primal urge to take her in every way. He would not. She was far too innocent. He would not rush her and confuse her, but he did want her to know pleasure, and he wanted her to experience what it meant to submit to him.