Page 219 of Daddy's Naughty List

“Good girl,” he praised, as if he’d followed her thoughts.

“It’s kind of scary that you know what I’m thinking.”

“I’m sure that’s what all Littles think. You’ll have to ask Zoey. Shall we go home now, Lissy?”

“Yes, please.”

He kept his hand on her thigh as he negotiated through the traffic to get home. She liked the connection with him. The quiet serenity that filled the car soothed her soul. She’d been so scared. Melissa felt a tear roll down her cheek. Knowing her Daddy would be worried, she didn’t make any move to brush it away, but simply let them stream down her face.

When they pulled into the garage, Rocky popped his door open, automatically turning on the interior light. “We’re… Sweetheart, what’s wrong? Why didn’t you tell me you were upset?”

“It’s silly. I was so scared.”

“Of course, you were. I’m sorry, I should have realized. Let’s get inside and I’ll hold you.”

In a flash, Rocky circled the car to help Melissa from her seat. He hugged her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead before wiping her tears away with his shirt. “You’re okay. You stood up to that bully and he’ll leave you alone now. Let’s wipe him from our minds. He doesn’t get to be part of our story.”

“Our story,” she repeated. “I like that.”

“Me, too.”

Rocky ran a hand down her arm before linking his fingers with hers. “Come on, Lissy.”

Leading her into the house, he walked directly to a big armchair they loved to sit in together. Rocky sat down and tugged Melissa onto his lap. When she was cuddled on his chest, Rocky hugged her close.

They sat in silence for a few seconds before Melissa tilted her head up to kiss his jaw. Before she could pull away, he shifted to press his lips to hers. They exchanged sweet, slow kisses that went straight to her heart. She looped her arms around his neck, needing to hold on to him.

He stroked his hands along her spine, urging her closer to his body. She threaded her fingers through his thick hair and tugged slightly to lift his head. When his questioning gaze met hers, she whispered, “Make love to me, Daddy.”

To underline her request, Melissa tugged the bottom of his shirt up. Immediately, Rocky reached over his head to grab the back of this T-shirt and rip it off. He tossed it away before helping her discard her own.

Pausing for a long second, Rocky scanned her body. He ran a finger over the shoulder strap of her bra before easing it off and repeating that action on the other side. He leaned forward to press his lips to her shoulder before trailing kisses down her chest to the swell of her breast as his fingers nimbly unfastened the garment.

Melissa felt the cool air against her skin very briefly before his hand and mouth caressed her breasts. She arched her back to encourage him. She didn’t know how Rocky knew just how she needed to be touched. He made her feel so beautiful and cherished.

Wanting him to feel the same way, Melissa stroked her hands over his broad shoulders and chest. The power in his muscles captivated her. He was like a playground for her fingers to slide and explore. She treasured his every sharp inhale and moans of enjoyment as she sought to please him.

Melissa trailed her fingers down the center of his chest to the waistband of his jeans. Popping the button open, she brushed her fingers over the thick shaft that swelled against the heavy denim. She loved how he responded to her.

Before she could work on the zipper, he pinched her nipple, drawing her attention back to his touch. “You have too many clothes on, little girl.”

“You, too.”

“Let’s take care of that, sweetheart.”

She clutched at him as he stood up, lifting Melissa to her feet. Before she could react, he glided his hands down her sides to trace the top of her waistband to the fastener in the center. Within seconds, Rocky unzipped her jeans and pushed them and her panties over Melissa’s hips. She loved how eager he was. Quickly, she toed off her shoes before stepping out of the material around her ankles.

Rocky scooped her into his arms and carried her to the comfy couch. Setting her bottom on the cool leather, Melissa ignored the quickly receding chill when faced with the sight of Rocky pulling a small packet from his wallet. He tossed it on the couch before easing his jeans open and shoving the heavy material down to his feet. He quickly divested himself of his shoes before freeing himself from his garments and kicked the clothing and footwear away.

Scanning his chiseled body, Melissa felt the heat already building inside her core explode.Man candy.

His chuckle clued her in that maybe she had thought that aloud. “Oops!”

“I’m not upset, sweetheart. I’m glad you enjoy my body as much as I enjoy yours,” he assured her.

Feeling feisty, Melissa cupped her breasts, offering them to him. Rocky immediately dropped to his knees in front of her, guiding her legs so he could move between them. He pressed his face against her display and cupped his hands over hers before rubbing his slightly stubbly cheeks against her tender flesh. The slight taste of pain made her gasp with delight. When he released her to trail his fingers down her ribcage, she held her breath, eager to see what he would do next.

“Are you wet, Lissy?”

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