Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
“Baby girl.”
To my surprise, she began to orgasm, her hips snapping as her hand worked busily beneath the short maroon skirt of her dress.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned, and I just about filled my pants with cum, again.
I stood frozen while her body twitched and undulated, her face tightening as if in pain, then relaxing into the sweetest smile I’ve ever seen.
Once she was breathing somewhat regularly again, I said, “Hannah, you have less than an hour left of being in charge. If you have any fantasies you want to explore, you need to fulfill them now.”
Lazily, she opened her eyes, one hand still stroking, the fabric of her dress moving with her panting breaths. “Get naked.”
I did as she asked with a smile, loving the way she visually devoured me, her hand moving faster, her lips parting as she stared at me like I was a god. Clad only in my white boxer briefs, I strode over and stood before her, confident in both my body and my cock. When she struggled to sit up in the beanbag, I once again hauled her out, smiling when she jumped up so her legs were wrapped around my hips. The rounded curves of her ass filled my hands as I supported her, watching her react to me. Reaching between us, she arranged my dick so it stuck straight up past the waistband, the sensitive head of my shaft rubbing against her smooth belly.
“I want to try something,” she whispered as she looked down at my chest, her voice hesitant even as her pussy ground against my cock.
“Anything.”
“Take me to a bathtub, please.”
Curious, I did as she asked, carrying her the length of the house to the master bedroom. She was too busy sucking on my neck, and getting herself off, to notice the enormous four-poster bed, or the delicate white furniture, or even the framed original prints of an artist she adores. It was a built and decorated just for my girl, and I hoped she enjoyed it, but right now I needed to be inside of her with a fever that set fire to my blood, making me fight to keep from just finding any hard surface to fuck her against, now.
Christ, her pussy smelled incredible. Distilled sex. I needed to lick that sweet cunt clean at some point, after I dirtied her up.
Hannah let out a little huff of warm air against my bare chest when I set her down in the master bathroom. Orange, red, and gold-shot solid marble slabs made up the walls of the big rectangular room, the smoked glass skylights above slices of darkness against the cream stucco ceiling and dark exposed wood beams. The recessed lighting brought out the glass mosaic floor that looked like a carpet of fall leaves, and the bathtub was big enough for five people, though I never intend on having anyone but myself and Hannah in it.
There were four faucets to fill up the tub quickly and I turned them all on, the rush of water filling the air around us with quiet thunder.
Turning, I took a moment to admire her delicate beauty before I rubbed my hands over her shoulders, the skin so incredibly soft. “May I undress you?”
“Please.”
She basked in my attention as I carefully stripped her down, pausing to kiss the indent of her hipbone, to tease her ribs with light flicks of my tongue.
When I reached her navel, she pushed me back then crossed her arms, hiding her elongated, raspberry-pink nipples from my eager view. “In the tub.”
Counting down the minutes until her time in control was over, I sank into the warm water with a sigh. Baths weren’t something I normally did, I didn’t have the time or the patience for them, but with Hannah in my life now, I’d be indulging in all kinds of new things simply so I could experience them with her. She’d always wanted to go skiing, and I already had a chalet in Aspen reserved for two weeks in December, where I planned on taking her for Christmas. I know she normally went home with either Kayla or Joy for the holidays because her parents were self-centered pieces of shit, but this year she’d have me, and everything would be different.
The burn on my hand stung slightly as it hit the hot water, but I ignored it in favor of the arousing sight before me. The only thing I could focus on as I leaned back against the padded ledge of the tub was the gentle grace of Hannah’s body as she climbed in with me, sliding down between my legs until her front was hidden by the water and her head just above the surface. The look she gave me was shy and hesitant, but her small hand gripping my cock beneath the water wasn’t.