Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Your adult side had to admit to herself that this was what she needed to be happy. As much as it ripped out my heart and made me miserable without you, I could only do small things to help you work through your fears in hopes you would decide you needed to be true to yourself.”
“Things like mowing my yard, feeding me, and flowers?” she whispered.
“Exactly. I look forward to reminding you every day how much I love you and want to take care of you.”
“I love you, too, Daddy.”
Axel’s mouth took hers gently. He reassured her with sweet kisses that made a path straight to her heart as his hands caressed her body. As the heat grew between them, the exchanges became more urgent. Stripping the rest of her clothes off, Axel threw the garments to the side as he showed her how much he enjoyed her body.
Before the passion between them reached the boiling point, he announced, “Shower, Little girl. I need to take this dust and grime off me before I remind you for the second time how much you belong to me.”
“My bottom can’t take much more,” she teased, amazed how relaxed she felt.
“Your bottom will take me, but not tonight,” he said, completely serious.
Nicoya tried to relax. She wasn’t surprised that Axel would stake his claim on her in all ways possible. He’d warned her he would eventually take her bottom.
“We’ll start prepping you tonight,” he promised.
Sealing her mouth, Nicoya didn’t want to reveal how much that thought excited her. She took his hand when he held it out and let him tug her into the bathroom. Resting her hot buns against the cool wood of the vanity, she watched Axel unbutton his jeans and push them and his boxer briefs down to his ankles. He already had taken off his work boots in the garage as normal. With a few steps and a yank on his socks, Axel stood naked in front of her.
His body, chiseled by the intensive labor he did every day, drew her forward. The allure of pressing herself against his strength was too much to resist. Axel allowed her one kiss before guiding her into the shower. She observed from the corner as he rinsed off his day. When he poured shampoo into his hand to suds up his short hair, she moved forward and brushed his hands away. Scratching her fingers over his scalp, she loved his groans of enjoyment. Taking care of him felt so good.
When he was clean, Axel grabbed the floral soap he had stocked for her and stroked it over her skin. The slick concoction made his caresses glide over her. Nicoya froze as he cleaned her bottom and pussy. Her nerve endings tingled as he touched her.
“My Little girl is so responsive. Do you need Daddy to make you come?”
“Please!” she whispered urgently.
Axel smoothly lowered himself to the shower floor and pressed a kiss to her mound as he crowded her backwards to lean against the tile. She gasped at the cool ceramic touch on her heated bottom. The contrast drove her arousal higher.
“Spread your thighs, Niki,” he requested before praising her when she immediately complied. “Good girl.”
Tasting her, Axel focused on all the spots that made Nicoya inhale or gasp. He drove the sensations higher and higher with such speed that she had to relinquish control. With a cry, she felt everything crash inside her and explode into a thousand zings of pleasure.
“Good girl, Niki.” His mouth and hands gentled against her as he extended the orgasm but allowed it to gradually fade away.
When she could think again, she loosened her grip on his shoulders and tried to smooth away the nail marks. “Sorry, Daddy.”
He smiled at her sweet apology and rose to his feet to kiss her. She could taste her juices on his lips. It was so forbidden and erotic that the arousal inside her rekindled. Nicoya pressed herself against his body as she stroked her hands over his chest and arms.
When she dared to move her caresses near his thick erection, Axel controlled her hand with a shake of his head. “Little girls need permission to touch their Daddies. Turn around, Niki. I want to see your red bottom.”
Inching her way to face the tile, Nicoya kept looking over her shoulder to make sure she was doing the right thing. Each time, Axel whirled a finger in a circle to coax her on.
“Hands against the wall, Niki.” His deep voice made her shiver with desire as she followed his order.
His hand smoothed over her inflamed bottom. The water pelted onto her hypersensitive skin, restoring part of the sting she’d felt earlier. It also reminded her that her Daddy had made everything better. He’d wiped away her self-blame for panicking and trying to deny her true self.