Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
She could still remember the sensation. Was it weird that she’d enjoyed having her Daddy touch that forbidden part of her?
When Daddy came to the end of the chapter, he closed the book and glanced down at her, adjusting her on his lap. “Do you need to go potty, Bumblebee?”
She shook her head, her cheeks heating. His interest in her bathroom habits also made her feel frisky. If someone had told her a few days ago that she’d ever be in a relationship with a man—specifically a Daddy—who took over so many aspects of her personal care, she would have laughed at them. But somehow in a short time, she found herself feeling hot and needy from the intimacy.
He patted her bottom. “You sure? You’ve been wiggling on my lap for a while. If you need to go potty, you know you can just ask, or if you’re ready, use the pull-up. That’s what it’s for, Bumblebee. Sometimes it’s nice to let yourself slide into a younger space and not worry about anything, including stopping what you’re doing to use the bathroom.”
She shook her head again. “That’s not it, Daddy,” she murmured. She immediately sucked in a breath, her face heating further. What if he asked her what exactly was making her squirm? Of course he would. She’d left herself wide open for that question.
He lifted a brow. “Something else is making you squirm?”
She shrugged and looked away. “I don’t want to talk about it, okay?”
He tucked his fingers under her chin and redirected her gaze to his. “Though I appreciate you not making something up and lying to Daddy, I would rather you tell me what’s in your thoughts, Bumblebee. The only way for Daddy to take care of all your needs is if I know what they are. We’re still getting to know each other. While we do, you might have to spell things out a few times. I suspect in the near future, I’ll know what every little squirm you make means, but this time, I need a hint.”
“Are you going to make love to me now, Daddy?” she blurted out. Hopefully the question would redirect and appease him while also getting her what she most wanted.
He adjusted her on his lap so she was sitting up straighter, facing him. “Is that what you want, Kiki?”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.” She lowered her gaze to his throat and set her hands on his shoulders. She wanted to be brave. “I’ve been thinking about it ever since you gave me an orgasm earlier. That’s what I want.”
With a finger under her chin again, he lifted her gaze to his. “This is an important step, Bumblebee. I want you to be sure. I won’t be able to let you go under any circumstances after I’ve been inside you with my cock.”
“I already don’t want you to let me go because you’ve been inside me with your fingers, Daddy.” Damn her face for heating again.
He glanced at her cheeks and back to her eyes. “You really enjoyed the anal play, didn’t you, Little one?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, unable to keep from squirming on his lap as she admitted the truth. She kept her voice low as she told her secrets. “I can’t stop thinking about how horny you made me. Maybe if you put your uh…erection inside my uh…other hole, I can redirect my thoughts to something less naughty.”
He rose to his feet, holding her around the waist. “Wrap your legs around Daddy.”
She did as he instructed, grateful when he took quick strides to enter his bedroom, where he immediately deposited her on her back on his bed.
With her legs still wrapped tight around him, she also held on to his neck, causing him to come down with her.
He set his elbows on either side of her head and held her gaze. “Let’s get one thing straight, Kiki. What happens in this bed between the two of us is our private business. I will never do anything to you that would cause you permanent injury. Outside of that rule, nothing is off limits in our room, and I never want you to feel like what we do together is naughty.”
She swallowed, trying hard to believe him.
“I want nothing more than to be so intimate with you that nothing is sacred. Not your pussy, your mouth, your bottom, or even your urethra.”
She shuddered at the mention of her other smaller hole and squeezed him with her thighs involuntarily.
He gave her a small smile. “My Little girl has a kinky side she wasn’t aware of, and that’s okay. We’ll explore that side a bit more every day. I want to learn what makes you gasp and what makes you moan. I want to be able to make you come from so many types of stimuli that you never know what I might do the next time. The fact that you enjoyed my finger in your bottom is not naughty. It’s part of intimate sex with a partner you trust.”