Daddy for Davina – Silver Spoon After Dark Read Online Nichole Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Insta-Love, Kink, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
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"N-no, no one."

"What about you, Davina? Do you touch yourself here?"

"Yes," she whispers.

"What do you think about when you do it?"

"Daddy." She hides her face against my chest, shy and sweet, reluctant to tell me her secrets.

"Good girls don't keep secrets from their daddies, Davina. Tell me," I order her, my voice firm.

She squirms against me, huffing out a frustrated, adorable breath. Christ, she plays the part so fucking well, as if she's been dying for a moment like this for a long time and can't help but grasp it with both hands now that it's finally here.

"I-I think about my daddy touching me," she whispers against my throat.

"Good girl," I croon, hooking one finger beneath the leg of her panties. "What else?"

"I think about him k-kissing me there."

"Mmhmm." I toy with the edge of her panties, driving us both mad. Her pussy is right there, so close I feel her sticky juices against my fingertips. A simple slip of my fingers and I'd be touching her bare cunt. "What else?"

"Fucking me and p-punishing me," she gasps, shaking like a little leaf in my arms. "I t-think about him t-taking care of me."

"How do I take care of you, baby girl?"

"You p-protect me." She practically sobs the words when I slip her panties all the way to the side, exposing her completely. "You—oh god—feed me. You h-h-hold me."

Jesus. She's perfect in every fucking way. How many nights did I fantasize about the same things? Not about fucking her, but about feeding her? Tucking her in at night and holding her? How many nights did I drive myself crazy, wondering if she was out there, worried or afraid?

It made no sense. I didn't even know her. I saw her once. But all this time, I've been unable to forget her. This right here is why—because she's fucking mine. I don't believe in fate or destiny or any of that bullshit. But I have sense enough to know that, sometimes, there are no explanations. There's simply emotion, intuition, and instinct.

Mine have been screaming at me for two years. She needed me then. She needs me now. This little princess is fucking mine.

"That's right, baby girl," I breathe against the shell of her ear. "Daddy does all of those things. My little girl doesn't have to worry about a goddamn thing. I do it for her."

"Daddy," she sobs.

"I'm in charge now, Davina." I nip her throat, dragging my lips down the pale column. "Daddy protects you. Daddy feeds you. Daddy fucks you." I sink my teeth into the hollow of her throat and suck. "And right now, Daddy is going to touch your pretty pussy until you come, little girl."

"Daddy!"

I part her bare slit, running my thumb from her dripping hole to her clit. She cries out, her head falling back as I run circles around the swollen bundle of nerves, my eyes locked on her face.

The sight of her, back against the blue wall and legs spread for me, is a vision I know I'll never forget. Such a feast laid bare for me. She's so wet she drips down my wrist.

"Look at how wet you are," I groan, pushing a finger inside her. She's so wet it glides in easily despite how fucking tight she is. "All wet and ready for Daddy." Her body clenches around my finger, sucking it in deeper. "Does that feel good, baby girl? Do you like it when Daddy touches your pussy?"

"Yes, Daddy," she gasps, her hips bucking against my hand. Her long lashes flutter closed as she surrenders to the sensations.

I add another finger, stretching her just enough to dance that razor's edge between pleasure and pain.

She sobs in ecstasy, chanting my name, gorgeous in her submission. There's nothing like the freedom that comes from pure surrender. There's nothing like the beauty, either. I see both in her now, and fuck, it's perfect.

"You look so beautiful fucking Daddy's fingers, little girl. You're making my cock so hard. Christ." I claim her mouth in another deep kiss, drowning myself in her taste. "I could fucking eat you up."

"It feels s-so good, Daddy."

"Yeah?" I drag her bottom lip through my teeth before soothing the bite with a swipe of my tongue. "It's going to feel so much better when Daddy has his tongue in that tight little hole cleaning up the mess you're making in your panties, baby girl."

I push deeper, fucking her with my fingers as my thumb rolls over her clit, each thrust calculated to give her the most pleasure.

Her soft cries grow louder as wet sounds fill the room around us. My cock leaks a steady stream of cum into my boxers. I've never been this damn hard in my life.

"Such a tight little pussy. God, you're so fucking wet," I groan, the words muffled as I nuzzle her throat again, trying not to lose my mind at the sight of her, the smell of her, the damn taste of her. Everything about her is an aphrodisiac designed specifically to drive me wild.


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