Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 69(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
My heart booms anxiously in my chest. “What do you want, Pippa?”
Her hurried breaths ghost across my mouth. “I’m not sure, but…” She slides her hand down my jaw, hesitating, before moving it lower to my pec. “I like touching you.”
My cock throbs painfully. “I like it, too, baby.” I massage her sweet backside and watch her eyes turn languorous. “Matter of fact, I love it. It’s time to make you love it, too.”
She nods almost bravely, sending the water lapping at her hard nipples.
“I’m going to finger you, baby. You know what that means?”
“I can piece it together.”
A laugh puffs out of me. Goddamn, she’s cute. “Turn around. Get the panties off and settle that ass right in Daddy’s lap.”
Her gasp can probably be heard from the driveway. “What did you call yourself?”
I reach into her hair and take a fistful, tugging her head back and pressing my teeth to her throat. “You heard exactly what I said. You can pretend to be scandalized by it if you want, Pippa, but that one word made your thighs shake around my hips. Kind of like being called my little girl made your pussy wet.”
“Is…it bad to like these things?”
“I don’t know. Never called anyone little girl. Never been called Daddy.” I sip the steam droplets off her neck. “Never met anyone that made me feel like this. Or need like this.”
Her pulse flutters against my lips. “Cort…”
My grip tightens in her hair. “I don’t know a lot about what a relationship like this looks like, but I know good little girls do what they’re told.”
She’s already nodding, her breath coming in excited little pants. With eyes the size of silver dollars, she turns in my lap and together we work the panties down her thighs, knees, until finally they’re off and there’s nothing separating my dick from the supple curves of her ass cheeks. I tuck her butt tightly against me, both of us releasing a shuddering moan, my hands sliding up through the water to mold her peach-sized tits in my palms.
“When something feels good, you moan about it. You let me know.”
“Okay—” My thumbs coast over her nipples and she breaks off on a throaty sound. “Th-that. I love that.”
“So sensitive for me, aren’t you?” Her nod is vigorous, her head falling back to rest on my shoulder. “Bet your clit is just as ripe for touching.”
“I…I don’t know.”
Amusement ticking my lips up, I trail my fingers down the center of her belly. “Spread your legs. Drape them over mine, so nothing can hide.”
“But…”
“I know. You’ve never spread them for a man before.” I take hold of her knee and tug it wide, leaving the limb dangling over my thigh. I do the same with the other side, leaving her thighs open, her ass wedged tightly up against my cock, her head lolling side to side on my shoulder. “I’m going to be the first and last man you open them for. There’s no one to save your pretty cunt for anymore, Pippa. I’m here and I own it now.”
She gasps at my crude language, but I don’t apologize. I double down by gripping her smooth little sex, holding tight until she stops wiggling around. Until she melts back down against me, her tits heaving up and down. “Y-you can’t just own my—”
Slowly, I push my middle finger up inside of her, shhing against her ear while she whimpers. “I can and I do.” The heel of my hand moves in gentle circles against her clit and there is no mistaking the way the bud swells with every stroke. “You love this.”
“I…I…”
“You love it, little girl.”
“Yes.” A shudder wracks her body. “Yes.”
Triumph expands in my chest. The way the sensual tension bubbles up inside of her, so poignant I can feel the ebb and flow taking place…it’s far and away the hottest moment of my life. I was made for this girl. I knew it the second I laid eyes on her. The pleasure I want to give her right now is more important than any game I’ve ever pitched or will pitch in the future. “You’re so sweet for me, Pippa,” I breathe against her ear, adding my ring finger to her tight, clenching channel, drawing it in and out. “You stayed innocent for Daddy, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she whimpers. “I waited.”
“Good girl.” I drag my tongue along the shell of her ear. “Bet you feel nice and full right now between your legs, don’t you?”
She bites her lip and nods.
“This is nothing compared to how it’ll be when I get you on that back and feed you your first cock.” I push my fingers deep, rubbing her G-spot firmly. “You won’t know left from right, baby. You’ll only know you want more of it.”
That bud of flesh is beating with more insistence against the heel of my hand now, her lower body beginning to jerk in my lap. “Cort,” she gasps. “I don’t know what’s happening.”