Page 202 of Daddy's Naughty List

Rocky leaned down to press a kiss on her shoulder. She felt his fingers sliding between her leggings and her skin. He’d outlawed panties as well. He cupped her bottom and pulled her tight against his body. She could feel his hard shaft against her. She shimmied her pelvis against him.

“You’re going to kill me, Lissy.”

His gruff voice sounded like he was barely holding onto his control. Leaning back slightly to watch him, Melissa let his arms around her waist support her as she fused her gaze with his. Deliberately, she rubbed herself slowly against his thickness.

“You are teasing me, little girl. Perhaps it’s time for me to tantalize you in response. Spread your legs.”

Melissa felt her eyes widen as she understood what he wanted her to do. Rocky nodded and waited. Slowly, she stepped her feet away from each other. His fingers slid between her thighs, cupping her pussy. He squeezed slightly, and she knew he could feel her slickness.

“So hot, little girl. Have you been thinking lascivious thoughts about me?”

“All the fucking time,” burst from her lips and she slapped a hand over her mouth, unable to believe she had answered like that.

His low chuckle made the heat between her legs flame hotter.

“Sorry,” she whispered through her fingers.

“I’m not. You need to be naked, Lissy.”

She nodded and watched him lower himself to one knee, sweeping her leggings down her legs as he moved. Automatically, she braced her good arm on his broad shoulder and lifted each leg so he could remove her slippers and the stretchy material.

“Sit down on the couch.”

“Shouldn’t we go into the bedroom?” she squeaked.

“Sit.”

Without another word, she plopped down on the cold leather and gasped at the feel of the hide against her skin. Rocky leaned forward to lift her up slightly and draw the soft throw she’d cuddled under across the surface before setting her bottom down on it.

“Better?”

“Yes,” she answered with a smile.

“Your job is to keep your arm from getting hurt. Nothing else. Understand?”

“Yes, sir!” she told him and saluted.

“I like this blanket, too,” he told her without comment on her sassiness and somehow Melissa knew he’d have his revenge somehow.

He settled between her thighs and grabbed the blanket on each side of Melissa. Rocky leaned forward to kiss her lips. That passionate kiss led to another where her pulse beat at the base of her throat. Another sizzled between her breasts and he rubbed his afternoon stubble against the sensitive swells. She sucked in her stomach when he moved lower.

“No hiding from Daddy. You are so beautiful,” he assured her before nipping at her skin slightly, erasing her self-consciousness.

Her breath caught in her throat when he rubbed his nose over the small mound between her legs. The sound of his inhale was unmistakable. The animalistic move set off an equally visceral reaction inside her. She needed his touch.

Rocky kissed the top of her cleft and settled back on his knees. Holding her gaze, he pulled on the blanket, drawing her hips forward and pushing her thighs apart due to his place between them. He released the material and glided his hands over her thighs. Cupping them in his powerful hands, Rocky pressed them up and out to expose her completely to his view.

He stared at her for a long second before swearing, “Damn, you’re beautiful.”

Tearing his eyes from the display he’d arranged before him, Rocky asked, “I’ve been tested recently and I’m clean. Is there anything I need to know?”

“I’ve had the tests, too. I’m not on birth control,” she admitted. She held her breath to see how he would respond.

“Then I take care of that. We’ll talk to Dr. Richards later,” he said meaningfully.

“Okay.” It felt surreal to discuss things now, in the middle of everything. But it was okay. He was taking care of her. He cared about her.

Rocky pressed a kiss to her pussy. Sitting back slightly, he licked his lips. “I need more of your spice, Lissy.”

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