Page 20 of Summer with a Single Dad

Together, we fed the dogs, washed our hands, and proceeded to the bedroom.

“If it gets to be too much for you, your safe word isheel.”

I found myself swallowing my tongue again. “Safe word?”

Her eyes alighted with mischief when she laughed. “Just follow my commands, and you’ll do just fine.”

She lifted my shirt over my head, then stripped every piece of clothing from her body.

“Emily,” I said, reaching for her. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

She pulled my belt from my pants and pushed them down my legs. Kissing me, she palmed me in her hand, rubbing up and down my cock. “Mm, this is going to be so fun,” she said, pushing me onto the bed. She crawled up my body, kissing and licking as she went. When I reached for her, she grabbed my hands and fastened them above me with my belt.

I must have made a funny face because she giggled. “Ever been tied up before?” she asked.

“No.” I was the hardest I’d ever been in my life.

“Hm,” she murmured with one last kiss.

I closed my eyes as she moved her mouth over my skin. Kisses across my chest, licks down my stomach, and nibbles against my hips. She puckered against my dick, still covered by my boxer briefs.

I reared up, wanting to feel her mouth on me.

In one swift move, she tore them free and swallowed me. Emily paralyzed me with her warm and wet mouth, and I was lost in the eroticism of only being able to feel, not touch. I wished I could reach out, but the intimacy of the moment dragged me to another dimension—one where Emily was my only link to reality.

She stroked, licked, and sucked, slurping up, over, and under every inch of my cock. Her expert skills—or maybe it was the submission part—had me gushing into her mouth in record time.

I opened my lazy eyes, watching her clean up every drop I spurted.

“Mmm,” she hummed, licking her lips.

“Christ,” I said. “I’ve never come like that in my life. That was amazing.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” She wiggled up and hooked her leg over me as she propped herself up on her elbow.

Wiggling my wrists, I said. “I want to repay the favor.”

She arched a brow. “Oh, really?”

“Oh yeah.” As she released me, I asked, “Have you ever been tied up?”

“Nope,” she said, laying back and putting her hands overhead. “I hope I like it as much as you did.”

“Me too,” I answered honestly. “Where’d you learn how to do that anyway?”

“Porn,” she said with a giggle.

“Seriously?” I asked, securing her wrists as best I could.

“Yep.”

“Well, that’s a new one,” I said. “Maybe you can show me some of the other things you learned.”

“Maybe we can learn together.”

For the third time, I found myself swallowing my tongue.

I pressed my mouth to her perfect nipple, caressing the other with my fingers. Dragging my tongue down the center of her body, I stopped at her waist. I gripped her hips and nipped at her silky flesh. Hearing her suck in a breath, I smiled and nestled between her legs.

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