Page 35 of Slippery When Wet

My jaw strained as she did as she was told. Watching her tits bounce the moment the material was pulled up and over her head made my toes curl against the thick rug under my bare feet. The shirt was in her hands, in front of herself. I reached and dropped it next to me on the couch.

“Sit up for me, princess. Let me look at you.” Again, she did as she was asked. I quietly watched her and the way she squirmed under my heated gaze. My hands moved to cup her breasts, and I didn’t take my eyes off her. I didn’t miss the way she gasped and her skin flushed under my touch. I gently rolled and tugged her dark nipples between my fingers, loving the way she purred.

“Good girl. Look at how fucking pretty you are,” I mumbled. My hands dropped, and I opened my legs wider. One hand stroked my cock over my shorts. I loved the way her eyes dropped and her breathing changed as she watched me.

“You like watching daddy touch himself?” I crudely asked. But the way she stared, the way her lips parted and she nodded without taking her eyes off me gave me a hint she liked it when I talked dirty. That was good, really fucking good, since I was a dirty asshole. I squeezed it to help take the edge off. “Take me out, princess,” I ordered calmly, moving my hands to my side. She leaned forward and pulled the waistband of my shorts. My cock sprung out of my shorts and almost bounced off my abs.

“Wow,” she whispered. “You’re so big, Daddy.” Without waiting for her next instruction, my girl took me into her hand.

I was a big guy, in height and size.

I wasn’t cocky about it, but I knew I was bigger than average. But there was something about the way her delicate hand looked around the base of my dick, the way her fingers didn’t touch when they wrapped around me that made my dick jerk forward. A deep guttural sound escaped from my lips, and she lightened her hold on me as her eyes widened with horror.

“Oh no, did I hurt you? I’m so?—“

“No.” I shook my head. My Adam’s apple bobbed heavily. “Not at all,” I reassured her. Her delicate hand gripped me again. “Fuck,” I cursed under my breath. “That feels so damn good, baby girl. Stroke me.” I hardly recognized my voice. Her hand moved up and down my shaft, and when she reached the tip on the third stroke, without taking her eyes off mine, she rubbed the pad of her thumb against the fluid leaking at the tip, spreading it down my length. Her already soft hand felt even more like silk as it glided down.

“Is this okay?” she asked.

“Fuck yeah, baby. So damn good.” I shifted my ass closer to the edge of the couch and opened my legs wider. “Lick me, princess.” My mouth felt dry when her little pink tongue popped out and she swiped it against me. My hands clenched at the feeling of her tongue on me. The sight of her licking me, rounding her wet tongue around my tip, blurred my vision.

“Abby.” I breathed roughly.

“That okay?” she whispered, and I grunted. “Teach me what you like.” She licked her lips and then licked me again. My eyes almost crossed with how good it felt. “Please. I want to make you feel good, Daddy.”

“Shit, princess.” My hand rose and cupped her face.

I still couldn’t believe this was happening. She was an angel, my angel, and I was corrupting the hell out of her without any willpower to stop it.

“Open your lips.” Abby leaned and took the tip of my thumb into her wet mouth. “Good girl,” I praised, loving the way her eyes brightened as she sucked on my thumb.

The tug and pull of her mouth felt so fucking good. I had a feeling she could get me off just by doing that. Then another image popped into my head, one I’d make a reality. Her sucking on my thumb, playing with her pretty tits while I stroked my dick and came all over her.

“That’s my princess.” I swallowed, and she made a sweet little sound. I’d save that little fantasy for later. It was time to teach my princess how to get me off. “When you take me between those perfect lips, don’t try to take too much,” I instructed. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” Her dark brows bunched adorably.

My girl might have been a little introverted and what she called a scaredy cat, but she was also an overachiever. She confirmed that when sucked harder and rolled her tongue around my digit. I pulled my thumb out of her mouth and chuckled softly at the little whimper she made. I got comfortable as I sat back, resting my hands at my side.

I didn’t dare blink, afraid I’d miss something. With her dark eyes locked on mine, she leaned forward. Then Abby opened wide enough to take the tip of my dick into her mouth. My eyes strained to stay open. My gaze laser-focused on her mouth. Fucking hell, that pretty mouth of hers stretched around my girth and looked so fucking hot on my dick I could have easily blown my load right then and there.

Instead, she pulled me out and swirled her tongue around me.

“Guide me, Daddy,” she begged beautifully.

“Little girl.”

“Please,” she whispered, and I cursed under my breath.

My hand rose and cupped the side of her face before tangling into her hair, and she leaned forward. With her eyes on mine, she took me into her pretty mouth. In and out. Little by little, she took me deeper. My hand pressed down on her head to urge her to take me just that much more.

Her glassy-eyed stare and the way her lips stretched around me had me close, but when she started to suck around me, her hands cupping my balls, I started to skate on thin ice.

"Abby. Fuck, princess,” I panted. My hand tightened and tugged on her hair. I was torn between coming and making the moment last longer. A choice she didn’t let me make.

Her efforts doubled.

Her hand left my balls and took hold of my free one, leading it to her head, silently begging for something more. Something darker. Fuck, she was perfect.

“You want me to face-fuck you, princess? You wanna make daddy feel good, don’t you?” Her muffled yes was like a fucking magic word.

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