Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
She nodded vigorously.
“You don’t think I’ll lose you in the tub and never find you?” he teased.
She shook her head just as rapidly as he took her hand and helped her step into the water.
“On your bottom, Bunny. I don’t want you to fall.”
She sat as the water continued to rise.
Tom added bubble bath to the water, loving how carefree she looked playing with the bubbles and making them pop. Before her hair would end up dangling in the water, he rose and lifted both pigtails above her head and secured them together on top so they sat in a funny messy bun out of the way of the water.
He’d taken a shower with her before, but being a Daddy was all about bath time to him. He took his time, loving every moment as he poured bath wash onto a lavender cloth before washing her entire body. When he lingered over her breasts, she whimpered. When he stroked over her folds between her legs, she cried out, letting the pacifier fall out of her mouth.
Tom took that as a sign. It was time to switch gears. He’d tormented her long enough. Her eyes were glassy. She was breathing heavily.
When she gripped the sides of the tub, he dropped the washcloth and stroked his fingers through her folds.
“Daddy,” she cried out, spreading her legs farther and arching into his touch.
Damn, she was sexy.
Suddenly, he thrust two fingers into her tight channel, flattening his palm to her clit.
That was all it took for his Little girl to come completely undone. She ground her pussy against his hand as her orgasm consumed her. Nothing, absolutely nothing, was more precious. Tom prayed he would have a million moments like this with her for the rest of their lives.
His Little girl was emboldened and nowhere near done. She released the sides of the tub to grab his shoulders. He doubted she was remotely aware she was getting him soaking wet.
Tom didn’t care a bit. He closed the distance between them and took her lips, his fingers still buried inside her pussy.
She moaned into his mouth as she quickly slid her tongue against his, desperation pouring off her in waves.
He’d made her wait for hours for this moment, and it wasn’t enough for her. Thank God because he certainly wasn’t done with her. His cock had been hard for hours, and it was about to push out of the top of his jeans now.
Elizabeth gasped against his mouth. “Please, Daddy…”
He needed her at least as bad as she needed him, so he wasted no time removing his fingers so he could lift her out of the water with both hands at her waist.
She wrapped her body around his, soaking him as her mouth found his again.
He turned and set her on the counter before using one hand to drag his wet shirt over his head. He cupped her breasts and thumbed her nipples next, breaking the kiss to meet her gaze. “Open Daddy’s jeans, Bunny.”
She eagerly reached for the denim between them, working the button with shaking fingers before finally lowering the zipper and letting him pop free. Commando. She circled his cock with her small hand, giving it a squeeze before sliding her palm up and down the shaft.
Tom stepped back a few inches, not breaking contact, just enough to shed the rest of his clothes before yanking open a drawer to snag a condom. He held it between them. “Can you put the condom on Daddy?”
She snagged it and ripped it open while he watched. Her breasts were high and tight, the nipples so hard. He wanted to suckle them. Later, he told himself. Right now, he needed to be inside her.
Elizabeth had to flip the condom over a few times before finally managing to slide the obstinate rubber down his shaft. The moment he was sheathed, he hauled her to the edge of the counter, lined his cock up with her entrance, and thrust home.
Stars swam at the edges of his vision, making it difficult to continue watching her face, but he managed because he didn’t want to miss a moment of her taking him. The way her lips parted as her breath hitched. The way she arched her chest toward him. The way she gripped his hips as if afraid he might change his mind and leave her wanting.
Never. He would never leave his Little girl wanting. Even when she was naughty, he wouldn’t leave her hanging for long. He couldn’t. She was too damn precious to deny.
“Play with your clit, Bunny. Rub it while I claim you.”
She bit her lip, staring at him.
He grabbed her hand and brought it between them. Her embarrassment and hesitation was adorable, but he didn’t want her to hold back when they were having sexy time. He wanted the bold woman who’d stepped into his bathroom naked and brazen, demanding to shower with him.