Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
I’m limp and panting, my legs spread wide open, my body so ready for him. I watch as he rises onto his knees and removes his briefs.
When his erection pops free, my breath hitches. It’s huge and so very hard. It bobs in front of him as though it has a sense of urgency. I bet it does. I can’t believe we’ve gone all these days without Daddy taking his shaft out for me to see or touch.
I assume he strokes it with his hand at night or in the early mornings when I’m in my crib. I hope he’ll let me sleep in here with him from now on. I want to feel him wrapped around me all night.
But first, I have to take him into my body.
Daddy remains on his knees for a few minutes, watching me while he slides his palm up and down his shaft.
“Does it hurt?” I ask. It sounds like a silly question, but it looks painful.
“No, Baby girl. It’s more like a tightness. A desperation. It wants you so badly.” He leans over to the nightstand, opens the drawer, and returns holding up a small foil packet.
Duh. I’ve been so consumed by him that I forgot we would need a condom. I certainly don’t want to get pregnant. I’m far too selfish about spending time with my Daddy. I want to go to school and enjoy life. He definitely needs to use the condom, and I’ll have the doctor give me that shot he spoke about next time I see him.
Daddy rolls the condom down his shaft before scooting back between my legs on his knees. He drops onto his hands on either side of my face. “I’m going to go nice and slow this first time, Lacey, but I want you to know it won’t hurt after the first time.”
“I’ll be okay, Daddy.” I’m brave. I want this. I want him. I want to feel so close to him.
“I know you will, my brave Little girl.” He lowers to kiss my lips. “I also want you to know that we won’t always have sex in this position. Sometimes you will be on top. Sometimes we’ll be on our sides, or I’ll take you from behind, or we’ll fuck on the kitchen counter.”
That last part makes me giggle. I know he’s trying to ease my mind, and it’s working. “How about the shower and the tub?”
“Definitely. Both of those.”
I reach for him. “Please, Daddy.” I’m ready.
He drops onto his elbows, and his shaft lines itself up with my entrance. That part surprises me, but I guess that’s part of how we’re made.
“I’m going to start slow, but then I’m going to thrust into you all the way. It will hurt, but it will feel better after a minute.”
I nod and grip his biceps. I wish he would just do it.
When he lets the tip slide into me, I feel the pressure, but I also feel something else, like we’re uniting. It seems important. I hold his gaze because I want to remember this for the rest of my life.
He smiles at me as he eases in deeper.
It’s tight, but it feels good.
When he pulls back out, I whimper.
He kisses me. “Patience, Lacey. Let your body acclimate.”
I try, but I’m desperate. I need more.
He enters me again, going deeper this time before he suddenly thrusts all the way into me.
I gasp and then hold my breath. It feels like he split me into two pieces. Logically I know that’s not possible, but he’s so big, and his shaft is filling me too full.
My fingers dig into Daddy’s biceps as I try to breathe. Finally, I find my voice. “Do it again.”
Daddy is watching me with an intense look in his eyes. I bet he wants to move, but he’s waiting for me. He kisses me. “Lacey… Jesus, Baby girl. You feel so good around my cock. I love you so much.” He kisses me over and over between sentences.
“I love you, too, Daddy.” I wiggle beneath him.
More kisses. More talking. “I’m not going to last long, Baby girl. When I move, I’m going to come so hard inside you. I can’t hold back.”
“Isn’t that the idea?” I ask, genuinely confused.
He chuckles, which makes his erection move slightly inside me. “Yes, Little one, but I won’t usually come quite this fast. I’m trying to get control by talking to you. It’s not working. You’re so damn perfect for me in every way. I’m so happy right now I can’t move because I don’t want this moment to end.”
“We can always do it again,” I point out, teasing him more.
“Such a funny Little girl.” Another kiss. “There’s only one first time, Lacey, and don’t rush me.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
Instead of pulling partway out, he arches his hips forward and goes deeper.