Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
“Of course not.” Jack pulled back—reluctantly, I thought. “That would be wrong. I’m your Blood-guardian, Princess and you’re my Blood-ward. I know you don’t understand what that means, but I could never, ever fuck you.”
“Never?” I asked, feeling deeply disappointed.
“No, baby girl—I can only help you out a little. Like this.” And he went back to his steady rhythm of grinding his thick cock against my open pussy folds, stimulating my sensitive little clitty.
“Mmm, but what if I don’t care about all that and I want you to fuck me, Daddy?” I panted.
“Still can’t,” Jack grunted. “Are you getting close, baby girl? Because I think I am. Going to shoot my cream on your tummy tonight, but not in your pussy. Never in your pussy.”
As a matter of fact, I was getting awfully close. I hadn’t had many orgasms in my life—as I said, I wasn’t much interested in sex until Jack came back into my life and my body woke up for some reason. But I could feel my pleasure building now as Jack’s thick cock rubbing against my pussy pushed me closer and closer to the edge.
“I’m close, Daddy! Close to coming on your big daddy-cock!” I moaned, fighting the urge to rub against him too. It was better to let him do it—better to open myself and let my Daddy rub his big, thick cock against my open pussy just the right way—the way only he knew how to, I told myself.
Jack leaned down and breathed in my ear,
“Come for me then, baby girl. Come on Daddy’s cock while I rub against your hot little cunt!”
It was a command I couldn’t have disobeyed even if I’d wanted to. With a low moan, I felt the tightness that had been building deep in my belly snap and suddenly I couldn’t hold still any more because my whole body was going tight and then I was arching my back, pleasure shooting through me like lightning as my little pussy clenched like a fist inside me.
“Gods, you’re beautiful when you come, baby girl!” Jack groaned.
And then he was coming too, shooting his creamy cum all over my belly, just as he had promised.
I moaned again as I felt the hot spurts leaving the tip of his cock and painting my tummy. Earlier, in the strange dreams I’d had, I had been afraid of getting pregnant. But now I sort of wished that Jack had come inside me. Why would I feel like that?
I didn’t have time to answer that question. Because after a moment of resting, Jack got off the bed and pulled me with him.
“Oh…where are we going? I’m so tired all of a sudden,” I complained.
“Going to take a shower, Princess,” Jack said sternly. “I need to be sure none of my cream got into your little pussy.”
“I’m sure it didn’t—you came on my belly!” I pointed out, motioning to the mess on my midsection.
But Jack wouldn’t listen. He got the shower going and pulled me in with him—almost before the water was hot. I shivered as he took the soap and scrubbed my stomach thoroughly. He even knelt in front of me and made me spread my legs so he could examine my pussy thoroughly and be sure none of his cum had gotten inside me.
“Daddy Jack, I’m sure I’m okay,” I protested as he spread my outer lips and then slipped two thick fingers deep inside my pussy to be sure there was no cream inside me.
He pulled his fingers out and examined them and I moaned softly as he nodded in satisfaction and slipped them in again.
“Oh, Daddy—what are you doing?” I asked, looking down at him as the warm water rained down on both of us.
“Finger-fucking you, baby girl,” he said matter-of-factly, as he continued to thrust inside me. “I can’t fuck you with my cock—it wouldn’t be right. But you said in your dream you wanted to be fucked—so I’m doing the best I can for you.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, holding onto his broad shoulder and spreading my legs as he fucked up into me. The feeling of him hitting bottom inside me with his long fingers was giving me a whole new kind of pleasure and I was feeling right on the edge again.
“You need to come again—one more time to help you sleep,” Jack told me. As he spoke, he circled my tender clit with his thumb. “Come for me, Princess. Let Daddy make you come with his fingers and then you can rest easy.”
“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned again. I wouldn’t have believed I could come again so soon, but seeing Jack kneeling in front of me, his broad shoulders wet and glistening as the water came down on us both and feeling his thick digits pistoning inside me as he finger-fucked my little pussy was too much.