Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
He inches in slightly farther and back out.
I whimper, unable to keep my desperation from my tone.
“Such a good girl,” he says in a low sexy voice that makes my body shiver. “You’re going to take Daddy’s cock so deep, aren’t you, Little one?”
“Yes, Daddy.” My mouth is dry, and it’s a miracle I’m able to speak.
Another inch and then another. It doesn’t hurt. My need keeps growing. He keeps stroking my clit. It’s swollen and soaked. I’m unable to focus on anything except the way he teases my clit over and over before giving me another inch of his erection.
“More, Baby girl?” How is he so calm? The only sign he’s affected is the vein pulsing on his forehead. I’ve never seen it before, so I know he’s struggling. He’s taking his time for me because he loves me and he wants me to have the best experience of my life.
“More, Daddy. All of it.”
“All of what, Zia? All of my cock?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“Say it, Baby girl. Tell Daddy you want my cock.”
I flush. He wants me to use naughty words. I can use naughty words. “I want your cock, Daddy.”
He’s halfway inside me, and he thrusts the rest of the way in until the base of his erection is tight against my clit.
I gasp and dig my fingertips into his hips.
“Take a breath, Baby girl. Look at Daddy.”
I meet his gaze, writhing beneath him because I need more friction, and he’s not giving it to me.
“Does anything hurt, Zia?”
“No, Daddy. Please do it again.” It doesn’t hurt. Maybe there was a twinge of pain when he first thrust home, but I think it was more of an increased tightness. Apparently his stretching helped.
He smiles as he eases out and then thrusts back in deeper. “Heaven. Nothing in my life has ever felt as amazingly perfect as having your pussy wrapped around my cock, Zia.”
I could say the same, but my mouth isn’t working.
He tips his hips, making more direct contact with my clit. I’m throbbing with need, and the slight change of position is all it takes to bring me to another orgasm. This time, I scream because nothing prepared me for how intense it would be with my channel pulsing around his thick shaft.
I’m not sure this release will ever end, nor do I care. I’ll die happy with Daddy inside me. I never want him to pull out.
“Damn, you are pretty when you come, Baby girl,” he says. “Stunning. I love you so much.” He thrusts again, harder this time, and then again and again, picking up the pace. The friction feels like a slice of heaven. I’m addicted. I’m going to want to do this every hour for the rest of my life. How do people go to work every day when they could stay home and do this all day?
I feel his erection growing thicker. It’s so hard and tight when he releases a long groan. I’m so overwhelmed by his orgasm that I come again around him, both of us pulsing against each other at the same time.
We’re panting when he finally eases out of me. He sets his forehead against mine and smiles. “You’re never leaving my sight.”
I giggle. “How will you go to work tomorrow?”
“You’ll have to go in my pocket.”
“I don’t think I’ll fit in your pocket.”
“My briefcase then.” He gives me another peck on the lips and then rises off me. “Don’t move, Baby girl. Not an inch. Daddy will get a washcloth to clean you up.”
I shiver as he walks away. I’m chilled now, probably because all the blood in my body has rushed to my sex, leaving me depleted. I’m not sure I could move even if I tried.
I lie limp with my legs spread open while he pads back into the room and gently cleans my folds. He’s still naked, and all I can do is stare at his gorgeous cock. There, I thought it. Cock.
When he’s satisfied that I’m clean, he leans in to examine my folds closer. It’s embarrassing.
“Daddy…”
“Do you hurt anywhere, Baby girl?”
“No, Daddy. I’m fine.”
He grabs a diaper and a tube of cream. As he slides the diaper under me, he says, “This ointment will soothe your skin and protect it at the same time, but you need to tell Daddy if your pussy starts hurting. I don’t want you to suffer. When you wet your diaper, wake Daddy up, okay?”
I relax further as he fastens the sides. The diapers definitely lure me into a deeper state of regression. I’m pulled even deeper when he leaves me for a few minutes and returns with a bottle.
I’m kind of sad that he put on shorts. I liked looking at his body. But I feel like the luckiest girl on earth when he cradles me in his arms and taps my lips with the nipple. “You need to be fed before you sleep, Little one.”