Total pages in book: 209
Estimated words: 196085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 980(@200wpm)___ 784(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 980(@200wpm)___ 784(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
“I love you too.” I muttered the heady excitement of makeup sex mixing with whatever this new Daddy dynamic fueling another wave of my orgasm.
I hugged him in every way possible as I came again., the walls of my pussy gripping onto his pulsing erection.
“Damn, my little girl is milking every drop. You’re gonna be the death of me, you know that?”
“Um, hopefully we go together, just like this.” I kissed the rock-hard muscle of his shoulder, tasting the tang of salty sweat on my tongue.
“Got my vote. But, I want a lot of years with you like this before we go.”
I nodded. “Yes.”
I kissed the long scar up his neck, remembering when I asked him about it. He only gave me a long, silent stare, then turned away. So, I let it go. But, it was such a part of him, it drew me in, I always kissed it after we made love.
To my astonishment, he started to rock his hips again, gently pulling out a few inches, then slipping it back inside. Rock hard and ready for another round.
I hissed and winced as the tender flesh of my rear end started to move on the bedding again. My pussy was sore from his pounding, but I wanted him. I pressed my hips up to meet his rhythm as he chuckled.
“What?” I opened my eyes, his face just above me with a twinkle in his eyes. “Why are you laughing?”
“I’m just teasing you. I know you gotta be sore as hell and your ass probably feels like it was kissed by a flame thrower. But the fact you’re ready to go again if I needed it? It only makes me love you more.” He gave me a warm, soft kiss as he pulled his thickness from my body.
I held my breath as he left me, the cum dripping down my burning ass and onto the bed.
He ran his fingers through his hair as he stared, giving me a hint of a smile as he reached for my hand.
“Come on pretty girl. Someone needs a bath.”
“We can just jump in the shower.” I glanced toward the door to the en-suite thinking of the gigantic white porcelain tub we never used.
I gritted my teeth as I sat up. Fireworks exploding all over my ass.
“Nope. I’m giving you a bath. Then, I’ve got some new clothes for you. I’ll dress you too when I choose.” He pulled me to my feet, slipping his arms around my waist as my breasts pressed into his hard torso.
“Really? I’m not sure your sense of style is on point.” My voice was tinged with trepidation.
“This is how it is and if your mouth keeps it up, I know how to handle that as well. A good hard throat fuck, then I’ll strap a pacifier in your mouth. Things are going to be different from now on. You and I, we’re going to be better. You have to trust me.”
This was really happening. I inhaled deeply, still feeling strange about how things were changing. But, when he talked like that, there was a flutter inside my belly. A whirling dervish of desire that wanted to know what it felt like for him to take care of me i this new way.
“I trust you. Always.”
“Good girl. Now, I’m going to run the bath, you just stand there and look cute with my cum running down your legs.” He paused, eyes flicking downward, then something passed over his face and he added, “On second thought, get your fingers in that pussy. Push all that cum back up inside there while I get this bath going. I don’t like what I give you to be wasted. Scoop it all up and feed it back in that baby maker of yours and hold it in until I come get you.”
He kissed the top of my head, pushed my hand down between my legs and made his way to the bathroom as I finger-banged his jizz back inside without protest.
4
Adam turned on the tub, then walked to his closet and put on a fresh pair of Levi’s, kissing me and lightly swatting my ass each time he walked by.
“Good girl. Keep it in there, don’t take those fingers out until I tell you to.” He said as he walked back to the tub, lowering his hands under the running water until it was an acceptable temperature then closed the drain and pulled out a bottle of pink liquid from the cabinet.
“Bubble bath?” I asked as he squeezed the bottle into the flowing water.
“Not just bubble bath. Mr. Bubble Bubble Bath. Classic. But I have strawberry, bubble gum, some floral scents too. I’ve been planning baby. You’ll be happy about it soon enough. Trust me.”
As he worked his hand in the tub, the sound of the splashing water and the sight of his flexing six-pack and those crazy sexy side muscles over his ribs had me quivering all over again.