Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“You’re so perfect, Little girl,” he whispered, trailing his fingers lightly over her skin.
When he grazed over a nipple, her breath hitched.
He traced the outside of her clear bandage next. “Are you sure you’re not too sore to have sex?”
She shook her head. “No, Daddy.” She squirmed down closer to him, parting her legs farther so she could rub her pussy against his thigh.
He gave her a lazy grin. “Naughty girl. Who’s in charge here?”
“You are, Daddy.” She shivered. She loved the way he took charge.
He eased his knee back several inches. “Spread those pretty legs farther, Little one. Let Daddy see you.”
“You’ve seen me already, Daddy. Can’t we just, uh…”
He chuckled. “We’re not going to rush things, Cupcake. And I haven’t had a chance to really look at you. Don’t make Daddy hurry.”
She bent her knees and spread her legs wider, feeling confident about herself. It was impossible not to under her Daddy’s heated gaze.
He resumed trailing his fingers in circles around her nipples, not touching them directly. When she squirmed, he shot her a look. “Stay still, Cupcake.”
She whimpered. It was so hard. She was breathing heavily as she watched him admire her. Her skin was sensitive and tingling. She’d never been so aroused, and he hadn’t even touched her.
When he moved lower to stroke between her thighs, she arched her hips off the bed. “Daddy…”
“Such a needy little Cupcake. So squirmy. Do I need to spank you before I touch your sweet pussy?”
Her face heated at the thought. “Why would you spank me, Daddy? I haven’t been naughty.”
“Little girls don’t always have to be naughty to get spanked. You told me last night you thought you might like it. Sometimes Little girls find spankings to be arousing.” He smiled deviously.
“Oh.” She drew her legs together, squeezing his thigh between them as more wetness leaked out of her.
Grayson lifted a brow. “Legs, Baby girl.”
She jerked them apart again.
Grayson leaned over her, not touching her anywhere. He set his hands on either side of her head and held her gaze. “How about if we table the spanking for after Daddy claims his Little girl. I don’t want to confuse you, Cupcake. Spankings can bring up all kinds of feelings Little girls aren’t used to, especially if they’ve never been spanked.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
He lowered his face until their lips met, letting the kiss grow with every passing moment until she was panting heavily and reached up to grab his biceps.
Her Daddy was so intense, and he didn’t seem remotely bothered by his nudity or the thick erection between them.
When he broke the kiss to nibble a path to her ear, she whispered, “Can I touch you, Daddy?” She was proud of herself for remembering he’d told her she needed to ask permission.
He gently bit her earlobe. “Yes, Cupcake. You may.”
Valerie slid her hands down his torso until she finally wrapped her small hands around his huge erection. He was bigger than any man she’d ever been with. A lot bigger. And his cock seemed to be growing larger in her palm.
Grayson eventually groaned and slid down her body, forcing her to break contact. Quickly, he knelt to grab a condom and rolled it onto his erection as she watched, fascinated by the sight of his hands moving on his body. When he dropped down between her legs, lodging himself at her entrance, she smoothed her hands around to his butt and gripped his cheeks.
“Now, Daddy?”
“Not yet, Cupcake.” He pressed the length of his cock against her clit and dragged it up and down.
Her breath hitched as she arched her chest, digging her fingertips into his tight butt.
“That’s my girl. Let it feel good. Come against Daddy’s cock before I enter you.”
She wrapped her legs around his thighs and gripped hard, holding on tight as all kinds of feelings she wasn’t used to swam to the surface. She was going to come, just like he wanted, but she could already tell the world was going to splinter apart when she did.
Grayson had given her an orgasm before, but this time they were both naked, and he was hovering over her so protectively, demanding she come, rubbing her pussy with so much care, staring into her eyes.
She prayed this thing between them was as true as he insisted because she was about to be ruined for any other man. Any other Daddy. Already she could feel the growing emotional overload. “Please, Daddy… I need…”
“I know, Baby girl. Let it go. Show Daddy how good it feels.” He rubbed faster, increasing the pressure.
“Daddy,” she cried out when she couldn’t stop the explosion another moment. The orgasm shouldn’t have taken her by surprise. Nor should the emotions that accompanied it, but both did anyway. Waves and waves of pleasure consumed her, causing goosebumps to rise all over her skin.