Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
With a squeal at having her body almost inverted, Maisie wrapped her hands around his thighs for stability. He held her easily and securely. Trusting him with all of her, Maisie knew he would ensure her enjoyment.
Nestling his face into her most private place, Beau teased her by rubbing his beard against her. The soft bristles grazed her—partially pricking, partially brushing. She held her breath as she waited for his next move.
She jumped at the feel of his tongue tracing a path through her slick juices. The air rushed back into her lungs as he whisked his tongue around her clit, teasing her slightly, before moving on to search for other sensitive spots. He returned to that nerve-rich spot over and over as he built her desire. The shivers of sensations gathered in her body, waiting for him to make them explode.
“Ahhh!” she cried into the room when his lips sealed around that small bud and sucked. Her climax shook her body as his mouth continued to feast on her, gentling to extend her pleasure.
When he lifted his mouth to look down at her, Maisie could see her juices clinging to his perfectly trimmed beard and mustache. A visceral desire to taste herself on his lips made her attempt to curl up to him. Her arms reached up for him.
Without hesitating, Beau lowered her hips to rest on his iron-hard thighs and slid his hands under her torso to lift her to rest against his chest. He wrapped a hand around the back of her head and took her mouth savagely.
Her flavor exploded over Maisie’s tastebuds as she met his urgent kisses with equal fire. She caressed his body, tracing each groove and muscle with her fingertips as she wiggled her pelvis close to his. Pressing her wetness against the rigid length of his cock, Maisie lifted her head to whisper against his lips.
“Take me, Daddy.”
Immediately, he wrapped an arm around her waist to boost her slightly. His free hand stroked down her spine and over her bottom. He gripped one still sensitive cheek to remind her of the spanking he’d delivered yesterday in her nursery. The sting had faded, but still she gasped at the reminder. While she was distracted, he fit the head of his shaft against her. Her lips formed a perfect O as he slowly lowered her.
Maisie dropped her head back, overwhelmed by the sensation of his cock filling her so completely, brushing over every sensitive spot inside her. She curled her fingers into the muscles of his shoulders as her body adjusted to allow him inside. She loved the stretching burn and closed her eyes to savor the delight.
“So good, Maisie. I think you were made for me,” Beau praised her as he settled fully inside her. Flexing his hips, Beau bounced her on his cock.
“Yes, Daddy. Move. I need you to move now.”
“Maisie’s not in control. Who’s in charge, my sweet cactus?”
“Daddy is! You are! Damn it. Move!”
Whack! His hand smacked firmly on her bottom and she jolted on top of him before gasping as he moved deeper inside her.
“Watch your language, Little girl.” He bounced her slightly on his lap and a moan of delight tumbled from her lips. “Ask nicely.”
“Daddy? Please?” she said, willing to say anything if it would get him to move.
“That’s the magic word.”
Beau shifted their positions, supporting her as he laid her shoulders back onto the mattress as he moved to loom over her. Maisie wrapped her feet around his waist and held on for all she was worth as he took her. His body moved quickly and urgently as she writhed against him. Pleasure filled her mind and body as she clung to him.
The air heated around them and Maisie inhaled the essence that was Beau. Viral, masculine, his scent wrapped around her, filling her senses as her fingers slid over his dampening skin. She lapped at his skin and hummed her approval of his salty flavor. Nibbling a bit at the cords of his neck, she loved hearing his quick inhalations.
“Now, Little cactus. Come now!” he bellowed as he thrust quickly into her.
“Yes!” she cried into the room as her climax crashed over her. Contracting around him, she felt him pulse. Warmth flooded her pussy as he emptied himself inside her.
“Maisie,” he whispered into her ear. “I love you.”
Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes as she hugged herself close to him and pressed kisses over his face. “I love you, too, Daddy.”
He held her tightly against him as they savored their closeness. When he felt her stir, Beau leaned back slightly to meet her gaze. “Our love comes first now, Little girl. Nothing else matters.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
CHAPTER 11
Beau walked her into the testing center for her appointment. Maisie checked in and took the clipboard the receptionist handed her. When they’d settled in a secluded section of the waiting room, she tried to focus on the form, but all the words blurred in front of her eyes.