Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Thank you, Daddy,” she says, the words so fucking perfect coming from her lips.
I’ve never heard anything better in my life. Whatever control I was clinging to snaps, and I grab Delaney, throwing her over my shoulder and striding to the bedroom. I need her, and I need her now.
“Have you done anything like this before, pretty girl?” I ask, flexing my grip on her plush thighs.
“Uh, no,” she admits softly. “Actually, I, uh, I’ve never done anything.”
I pause, lowering her to her feet beside the bed so I can cup her face and look her in the eye. “Are you telling me you’re a virgin, Delaney?” I ask, wanting to be sure I’m understanding her correctly.
She blushes, glancing away from me in embarrassment. I grip her jaw tighter, not enough to hurt, just enough to serve as a warning. Her eyes snap to mine.
“You look at me when we’re talking. Understand, baby girl?” I tell her, introducing her to the dynamic carefully.
She nods, blinking up at me. “Yes, Daddy,” she breathes. “I’m a virgin.”
Fuck, her calling me that makes my cock ache. “I want you, Delaney, but I don’t want to do anything you don’t want me to,” I tell her, needing her to understand that while I want her submission, I don’t want her to feel pressured.
“I want this!” she clarifies quickly. “I want you. Please, Damien—Daddy. Teach me.”
I groan. “You want me to be the first person to touch you? To make that pretty pussy gush for me?” I ask, voice low.
She bites her lip, eyes going wide. “Yes,” she whispers.
“That’s hot as hell, pretty girl.”
“Really? It’s not … I mean, I was worried you wouldn’t want me. I don’t know what to do.”
I shake my head immediately. “I want you no matter what,” I reassure her. “Feel how much I want you, baby.”
I take her hand in mine, pressing her palm over the bulge in my pants. She gasps, squeezing me through my clothes experimentally.
“Can I see it?” she asks, making me curse under my breath again.
“Fuck yes,” I say. “But first, I want to tell you how this is going to go, okay? You can ask whatever questions you need and tell me if you don’t want to do any of it, okay?”
She nods, her hand still cupping my cock.
“In the bedroom, you call me Daddy, and you follow my orders, understand? I’m what’s called a Dom, and that means I like to be in control. I will make you feel so fucking good, baby, but I want you to do as I ask and be a good girl for me, okay?”
“Yes, I want that,” she hurries to answer. “I want you in control, and I like … I like calling you Daddy.”
“If you ever want me to stop, just say no,” I instruct her. “I’ll never be angry or upset with you for stopping something you don’t like or not comfortable with. Taking care of you is my top priority.”
She nods in understanding. “I want whatever you want. Please touch me. I can’t wait anymore. It aches, Daddy. Please.”
Her begging undoes me. We’ve been over the basic rules, anyway, and anything else I needed to tell her, I can just show her instead.
“Don’t worry, pretty girl, Daddy will make you feel so good,” I promise, stepping closer to her and skating my hands over her waist round to her back. I tug at the knot holding the corset tight, unraveling the ribbon so I can loosen the bodice. The fabric slips down her body, and she steps out of the pool of silk, bare but for the blue lacy bra and panties she’s wearing. She’s so fucking gorgeous it makes my mind spin. “Fuck, baby, you’re drop-dead gorgeous.”
She flushes all the way from her cheeks down her chest, drawing my attention to her perfect breasts. Her nipples are peaked, begging for my mouth. I sit at the edge of the bed, wrap my arm around her waist, and draw her into my lap.
“These pretty tits need attention, don’t they, baby?” I hum, dropping my head to tease a nipple through the lace.
“Please, Daddy,” she whimpers, arching into my touch.
My hand slides up her plush thigh until my thumb brushes the damp fabric between her legs. She’s soaked for me. My cock jumps, straining behind my zipper, desperate to sink inside her. But I have to take care of her. She’s a virgin, and I refuse to cause her any pain. I need to get her relaxed and ready for me before I fuck her.
I suck her nipple into my mouth as I stroke her over her panties, the wet fabric barely any barrier. The sounds she makes, gasping and whimpering, are addictive and hotter than anything else I’ve ever heard. I slip my finger beneath the crotch of her underwear, groaning when I feel her slick and hot against me.