Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45901 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45901 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Yes.” I nodded.
“Good, then let me do this.”
He began unbuttoning the little pearl buttons on my blouse and as he did, he leaned forward and began laying hot, gentle kisses on my bare throat.
“Ohhh,” I moaned as his hot, wet mouth traveled up and down my neck and then down to my chest, just above my breasts.
“Mmm, Babygirl, your skin tastes so sweet,” he murmured as he slipped the blouse all the way off. “Are you ready to let Daddy take off your bra now?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I nodded. My breasts were actually a part of me I liked and Tark seemed to like them too.
“Gods, look at those sweet nipples,” he growled softly as he helped me out of my bra. He cupped my right breast in his left hand and gently thumbed the nipple, making me squirm. “You like that, Babygirl? You want Daddy to suck your sweet nipples for you?”
“Y-yes,” I whispered breathlessly.
“Then ask me—ask me to do it,” he urged, his voice rough with desire.
“Please, Daddy—I want you to suck my nipples,” I moaned, thrusting my breast further into his hand.
“Good girl—love to hear you ask me for what you want—what you need,” he murmured. Then he bent his head over my chest and swirled his tongue lightly around my left nipple. At the same time, he was still tugging and teasing my right nipple with his fingers.
I gasped and arched my back—it felt so good. And I loved the way he was teasing me. His hot mouth on my sensitive peaks was driving me crazy.
Tark took his time, going back and forth and sucking each nipple in turn. Sometimes he teased me with his tongue and then he would suck my tight peak deep and hard, sending sparks of pleasure/pain from my sensitive tips straight to my pussy. I was getting so hot and wet by now that I didn’t know how much more I could take.
“Please, Daddy!” I begged breathlessly. “Please, I need more.”
He sucked my nipple even harder for a moment, making me gasp, before finally looking up.
“Mmm, babygirl—what’s wrong? Are you feeling all achy between your legs?” he rumbled.
Biting my lip, I nodded.
“Yes, I am. I want…I want more of you. And I want you to have more of me!”
Tark gave me a stern look.
“Tell me what you mean, baby—tell me what you want.”
“I want…” I bit my lip and pressed my thighs together. “I want you to touch me, Daddy,” I confessed at last.
“Like this, you mean?” And he slid one big hand into the waistband of my skirt and cupped my pussy through my lace panties.
“Ohhh,” I moaned softly and rubbed shamelessly against his fingers. “Yes, like that! Only even more.”
“Hmm, Babygirl—are you asking Daddy to pet your soft little pussy without your panties on?”
I could feel my cheeks heating with a blush but the intent way he was looking at me made me feel like I had to answer.
“Yes, Daddy,” I said in a small voice. “I want…I need you to pet my bare pussy.”
“Mmm, I’d be happy to do that for you, Babygirl. Daddy loves to pet his baby’s pussy,” he growled. “But first let’s get this off.”
He removed my skirt, sliding it slowly down my legs. Now all I was wearing was my white lace panties. I felt a shiver of vulnerability go through me, but the way Tark was looking at me made me feel beautiful.
“Gods, baby—so fucking gorgeous,” he growled hoarsely, looking me up and down. “Love your sweet little body! Come here.”
And pulling me close, he fit me into the crook of his arm so that he was lying on his side and I was on my back with my head pillowed on one broad bicep.
“Now look at me while I touch you,” he ordered, slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of my panties. “Look at Daddy while he pets your soft little pussy.”
As he spoke, I felt his long fingers parting the outer lips of my pussy. I gasped and jerked my hips as they slipped into my wet interior and found the aching button of my clit.
“Oh, did Daddy find a sensitive spot?” Tark raised an eyebrow at me, grinning a little. “Does it feel good when I touch you there?”
“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned as he began to circle my clit gently with one fingertip. “It feels…feels really good.”
“That’s because you’re being a good girl and spreading your sweet pussy for Daddy,” he growled softly. “Does it feel good when Daddy pets you here?”
“It feels so good, Daddy!” I moaned. “I…I think I might come soon.”
His eyes went half-lidded and a deep growl that was pure lust came from his throat.
“Gods, Babygirl—Daddy wants to make you come! But not like this.”
And to my dismay, he pulled his long fingers out of my panties.
“Daddy!” I nearly wailed. “What are you doing? I was so close.”