Page 30 of Daddy's Naughty List

“Come here.” After taking her hand, he walked backward to the bed, then laid down on his back and laced his fingers behind his head.

Walt hid a smile when she jerked her gaze away from his hard cock and focused on his face. She took a step closer, and her hands twitched as if she wanted to touch him.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

Despite wanting to be inside her, a good Daddy gave his babygirl everything she needed to thrive. Susan needed to discover and claim her power, and he was just the person to help her.

Hell, he’d never tried it, but maybe switching would be fun. He couldn’t deny enjoying her hungry regard, and his hands clenched with anticipation.

“You said you weren’t finished,” he replied. “Now’s your chance to do whatever you want.”

Susan

For a moment, she wondered if she was about to experience another of Walt’s sneaky punishments. Was he making her take control because she asked for more?

Where did she even start?

“It’s okay, Susan,” he murmured as if he’d heard her inner confusion. “Touch me.”

“Where?” She reached out to lay her palm on his chest but clenched her fingers before she made contact.

“Anywhere you want.” He took her hand and kissed her fingertips, then pushed her palm down on his abdomen.

The dark curls leading to his groin tempted her to touch them, and pearlescent drops of precum slid down his hard shaft. She’d never given a man oral sex before, and had once thought it wouldn’t be pleasant, but her mouth watered for another taste.

She wanted to feel him throb in her mouth. Wanted to hear him gasp with pleasure she gave him. Even the memory of his hand tangled in her hair as she sucked him made her pussy clench with need.

“You’re like a living bucket list. I don’t know what to do first.”

He laughed softly and the lines on his face crinkled with humor. “I promise I’ll like whatever you decide.”

Flushing, she tried to pull her hand away, but he held her still. “Are you punishing me for asking for more?”

His smile faded and he sat up. “No, baby. I won’t punish you without telling you why, and never without your consent.”

“But—”

“And I will never punish you for asking for what you want.” Laying a finger over her lips, he added. “But I am pushing you out of your comfort zone. I want you to explore me. Find out what you like.”

“I just want to please you.”

“Find out whatyoulike, sweetheart. This is all about you.” He cupped her cheek and pressed his lips to the center of her forehead. “I know it’s hard, but I want you to have all the experiences.”

Before she could reply, he laid back down and tucked his hands behind his head. “Now, channel your inner Domme and touch me.”

The order clicked for her. Obedience was ingrained in her psyche, yet he held himself in patient honor bondage, giving her time to think.

Giving her time to choose.

Tears pricked her eyes when she realized how far he was willing to go for her, but she smiled instead of letting them fall.

“Yes, Daddy.”

Her hands shook with nerves, but she knelt on the bed and petted him. His muscular chest rose and fell with his breathing, and she laid her head on him to listen to his heartbeat as his clean, masculine scent cradled her senses.

Slowly, she drew her fingertips down his side and giggled when he flinched.

“That tickles,” he murmured.

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