Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
He flinched back as she ran the cloth over the bottoms of his feet.
“Be very careful,” he said in a mock-growl. “Just remember I know where your ticklish spots are.”
“Sorry, Daddy,” she told him. “I’ll stop immediately.” She washed one leg then the other. Then she grasped hold of his cock with the cloth, running it up the length. He groaned, his head falling back against the edge of the bath as she made sure to wash every single inch of his dick and balls. Fuck!
“Enough,” he told her, grabbing the washcloth and throwing it on the floor. He stood and reached for a towel, hurriedly drying himself off while she watched him with a hungry expression. Then he sat on the built-in next to the bath. One leg lay along the side of the tub, the other one rested off the other side, his foot on the floor.
He crooked a finger at her. “Come here.”
“Yes?” she asked, smiling up at him as she moved onto her knees and scooted closer. He pointed down at his cock. “Suck.”
“Gosh, you always try to talk my ear off.”
He just sent her a dark look. “Now.”
She licked her lips, her gaze eating him up hungrily, and he knew she was as desperate to touch him as he was to feel her mouth on his dick. She grabbed the base of him and leaned in to lick the head. He shuddered at her touch. Fuck, she had grown good at teasing him. She took just the tip into her mouth and suckled. Then she moved her other hand to his balls, playing with them as she slid her mouth up and down the shaft.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
She lifted her gaze met his.
“That’s better. Don’t look away.”
He stared down at her sucking him off and thought he was probably the luckiest fucking guy in the world. “Take me deeper.”
She frowned. He knew she wanted to control things, but that wasn’t the way this worked.
“Do as you’re told, Charlotte or I’m going to pull you out of the bath, smack your wet ass, and then you can do what I command.”
She grumbled something he couldn’t decipher around his dick, but took more of him into her mouth.
“Run your hand up and down the base. That’s it. No, don’t lower your gaze. Fuck, yes. That’s what I want. God, Charlotte. What you do to me.” She smiled up at him. “Take me deep. Yes. I’m not going to last. And you’re going to swallow every drop like a good little girl, aren’t you?”
She nodded eagerly. She loved to please, his girl. It had made her a target for people who didn’t treat her very well. Who used her. That wouldn’t ever happen again with him around. He would always take very good care of her.
“I’m coming, baby. Swallow me.” She took him deep like he’d been teaching her, swallowing around his cock. He threw his head back with a groan as he emptied himself inside her. Wave after fucking wave of release washed through him. By the time he was finished, he felt sated, complete. And in need of a damn nap.
But there wasn’t time for that. He drew her up so he could kiss her, not caring that the taste of his release still lingered on her lips. Then he set her back in the tub and finished drying himself before kneeling next to the bath and grabbing a clean washcloth.
She turned to him eagerly as he washed her. He ran the cloth over her arms and shoulders then down across her breasts, paying particular attention to her tight nipples. She whimpered as he moved it down her stomach.
“Please. Please.”
He knew what she wanted. But pleasure and punishment didn’t go together. He ran the washcloth down her legs. She let out a small cry of protest. Oh, she was not going to be a happy girl.
He pulled the plug out of the bath, letting some of the water drain, then he shoved it back in.
“Up on your hands and knees. Spread those legs as wide as you can and get that bottom up.”
The water now hit her mid-thigh as she knelt. He tapped the base of the plug in her ass and she let out a small moan. He grabbed hold and slowly started to work it out of her ass. She groaned, wiggling a little and he smacked his hand down on one cheek. “Stay still.”
She turned her head to look at him. “Easier said than done.”
“If you can’t stay still on your own, I’d be happy to help you,” he said calmly.
“Help me how?” she asked suspiciously.
“Well, you couldn’t move much if you were tied down over an armchair, your ass high in the air, your arms and legs bound.”
“I’ll stay still.”
“Too bad. Guess I’ll save that for another time.” She stilled and he slowly drew the plug free and put it in the handbasin to clean later. Then he grabbed the washcloth and ran it over her still pink ass cheeks.