Page 32 of Slippery When Wet

“You’re sure? We don’t have to?—“

“I’m positive,” she cut me off. “Please. I want… I want you to make feel good.” She swallowed, her eyes hazy with undeniable need. “Please, Daddy? Please make me feel good.”

“Fuck,” I cursed. There was no way I could say no to her.

“I will, baby girl, I promise,” I vowed.

My hands took her face, and I kissed her until she was breathless and panting. I pulled away and dropped into the water. The coolness gave me a little bit of relief from the way my overheated blood flowed through my body. Carefully, I pulled her body closer to the edge. I took a moment to see just how beautiful she was.

Her pussy was so fucking pretty.

Dark, nicely trimmed curls were matted down with her arousal. My fingers grazed up and down between her puffy folds, and she gasped.

“So damn responsive,” I grunted. My thumb pressed against her clit, drawing circles and making her even wetter. I breathed in her scent, and my mouth watered.

I couldn’t wait to taste her. Devour her. But I wasn’t going to rush it. My finger dipped into her entrance, and my sweet girl spread her legs wider, opening up and letting me watch her lips blossom.

My lips pressed on her inner thighs, and she gasped. The sun was still shining strong above us while I made my way up and down her thighs. Right and left, then left and right. I took my time teasing her. Taunting her. Making her ache so much that by the time my tongue took its first taste of heaven on earth, she was dripping with sweetness.

She tasted like honey and sunshine and all woman. My woman. Mine.

“Daddy’s going to get addicted to this tight little pussy, Abby,” I rasped. My eyes rose just in time to watch hers flutter shut as she wiggled closer to my mouth. I flattened my tongue against her slit, and she trembled.

“So damn good. So sweet,” I grunted. My hands shifted her legs and tossed them over my shoulders, and then I got to work.

I was insatiable.

I wanted to have her flavor on my tongue on the daily, for the rest of my life. I lapped and nipped. When her hands found the back of my head, tangling her fingers into my hair, I groaned and added another finger inside of her. Her pussy clenched around my digits, and the sounds she made were my new favorite song. Her hips worked against my face, smearing her sweet sugar on me, meeting my fingers thrust for thrust. Slowly, I added a third, making sure not to push it too deep, and that’s when I felt it.

The thin barrier my cock would claim.

I worked her slowly and then fast only to slow down once again. I listened to what she liked and paid attention to what drove her closer and closer to the edge. Building her impending orgasm that much higher.

“Daddy! Please,” she mewled. I smiled against her. Lapping and paying attention to her clit while my fingers drove in and out of her. “I’m so close!” she squeaked.

Pain and pleasure swirled when her hands tugged on the ends of my hair, pulling me closer. I drove my tongue into her little snatch while my hands cupped the perfect molds of her ass cheeks. I didn’t take my eyes off her. Watching her, tasting her, hearing her filled all my senses.

And watching her shatter was the most erotic, beautiful thing I’d ever witnessed.

Euphoria washed over her face. But I didn’t stop licking her. I lapped at her honey, taking every drop I could, already addicted and needing another hit. I kissed her knees and the top of her thighs before straightening.

Having been her first time and with how careful she was, I’d expected her to shy away from me. But if I had bet on it, it was a bet I would have been happy to lose.

The moment I straightened, she threw her arms around me and pulled me in close. Skin to skin, our chests pressed together. She fused our lips and kissed me with a passion I was more than happy to match. My cock throbbed in the water. I loved that she could taste her sweet release on my tongue. She pushed off the edge and was back in the water with me.

“Abby.”

“That was just… Wow. Nothing like what I’ve read.”

“Oh?”

“It was better.” Relief washed over me. “Can I touch you now? I want to make you feel good, too, Daddy.”

“Later.” My cock hated me for saying that.

“But—“

“No buts,” I cut her off before I pulled her closer, and my sexy princess wrapped her legs around me. “That was all about you.” She blushed. Something flashed in her eyes.

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