“Yeah? Are you sure?” he asked, keeping his voice gentle. “I don’t want to ruin you, my sweet girl.”
Oh Daddy…I think I’m already ruined.
13
TATE
He carried me into the bathroom where he ordered me to stand in front of him and take off my clothes. He watched me as I undressed, with his hooded eyes, and his hand rubbing his jaw.
He hadn’t shaven in a couple of days, and I liked how his face looked with that short beard. Dad was a handsome man, and when he looked at me with that intense gaze, it sent tingles through my whole body.
I dropped my panties to the floor and stepped out of them, finally standing there with no more clothes covering my body. His eyes were still on me, slowly moving upward until they met mine.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he said, his voice so sensual and dark.
“You think so?” I felt my cheeks flush.
“Would I lie?”
No. No, he wouldn’t.
I slowly shook my head, smiling shyly. “Thank you, Daddy.”
He reached out his hand and cupped my cheek, gently brushing along my skin with his thumb while he kept his eyes on mine. When he took a step closer, his hand moved to my neck, with his fingers digging into the sides of it.
The tip of his tongue came out to lick his bottom lip, and I couldn’t help myself but to stare at his mouth.
Kissing him had felt good and having his mouth all over my body too. I needed more of that. So much more.
I was hoping that he’d kiss me before we did anything else, and Dad was clearly a mind-reader, because the next this he did was lean in and cover my mouth with his.
The kiss was deep, and he moved his lips slowly against mine, showing me just how much he adored me.
I put my hands on his chest and leaned more into him, needing to get as close as possible. His heart was beating loud in his chest, but it wasn’t beating fast like mine. Every time he touched or kissed me, or even simply looked at me, my heart raced like crazy.
Maybe he wasn’t as into me as I was into him, I thought at first, but I decided that wasn’t the case. Dad was crazy about me. He had showed me many times before. I just figured that it was easier for him to keep his composer and not be too excited about every little thing like I was.
Either way, we had gotten close, and that’s all I ever wanted.
He broke the kiss after a while and looked into my eyes, with his hands cupping my face. “Get in the shower. Turn around and put your hands on the wall.”
I didn’t hesitate to follow his instructions. I turned around and walked into the shower, and after placing my hands on the wall, I looked back to watch him get rid of his clothes.
Once he was naked, he rubbed his cock and stepped closer to me to stand behind me. His eyes moved all over my body, and as he reached out his other hand to touch my ass, I turned my head again and closed my eyes to enjoy every second of this.
His fingertips moved over my ass, then they made its way up my spine and back down. His hand cupped my ass cheek, squeezing it tightly before he spread both cheeks apart with his hands.
“I’m going to tell you what I’m going to do, and I want you to listen carefully. If there’s something you don’t want me to do, I need you to let me know.”
“Okay,” I whispered. I moved my hands further up the wall and rested the side of my head against it too, with my back arched, and my ass pressing more against his grip.
“First, I’m going to fuck this tight pussy, and I’m going to use my thumb to play with your asshole. I want to prepare it for my cock, and make sure that it won’t hurt you when I fuck it.”
Every word he said was exciting, and in a way, I didn’t want to know more about his plans. I just wanted him to do it.
“Once I’ve fucked your pussy, I’m going to fuck your asshole. I want to come inside of it, fill it with my cum.”
“Yes,” I breathed. I had never been more ready.