Page 24 of Boss Daddy's Girl

The warm water feels good, but it's nothing compared to the sensation of Ellie pressed against me. I want to explore every inch of her, to find out what makes her tremble and moan. I reach for her body wash and squirt some into my hand, working it into a lather before gliding my palms down her arms. Her head tips back against the wall as I massage her skin, paying careful attention to each finger, her palms, the insides of her wrists.

"Does that feel good?" I whisper.

"Mmhmm," she hums, her eyes drifting shut. I take my time, massaging her shoulders and her neck, sliding my hands down to knead her breasts. I cup them gently, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples until they stiffen into pebbles beneath my touch.

Ellie grips my shoulders as I continue exploring her body. "I want to take care of you," I whisper in her ear as I stroke her stomach and hips. "I want to make sure you're clean everywhere."

"You do, huh?" Her voice is breathy and soft. She's lost in my touch, melting at my fingertips.

I get more soap and wash her thighs, taking my time to move between her legs. I brush against her pussy, biting back a groan when I feel how wet she is. "Are you going to let me?"

She nods, and I press my fingers against her. "Good girl."

"Oh, fuck." She moans as I stroke her clit, teasing her before moving away again. "Be gentle. Last night was intense, to say the least."

"Did I make your pretty little pussy sore, Ellie?" I ask, brushing the wet weight of her hair off her shoulder. "Maybe I need to focus elsewhere then?"

Ellie is warm and pliant in my hands, and my words don't fully click with her until I'm washing the full globes of her ass with my open palms, slowly letting my fingers glide inward. "Drake?" Her eyes fly open, and she turns to look at me.

"No?" I ask innocently, giving her a squeeze. "I just want you to be clean, Ellie. It's the responsible thing to do."

"I..." She trails off, purring in pleasure as I massage her cheeks, pulling them apart gently and then letting go. I tease her tight hole, and she bites back a moan. "You're very convincing, Mr. Evans..."

"Is that a yes?" I kiss her ear as I cup her pussy, slipping my fingers inside her slick folds. "Or do I need to work harder?"

"It’s a yes. Don't stop," she whispers, her thighs trembling as I stroke her clit. "Please, Drake..."

I soak up the way she moans my name as I finger her back entrance little by little. I want to hear it again and again, so I can file it away in my mind, saving it for the times when she's not here.

The thought makes me ache, and I press my cock against her ass. I need her, all of her, and the way she's giving herself over to me tells me she is all too willing.

I can't wait anymore. I slip my fingers out of her and spin her around. Ellie gasps as I lift her, her legs wrapping around my waist like they were meant to be there. "I've got you, Ellie. I've got you."

She kisses me hard as I walk out of the shower to the edge of the bed. We're both literally dripping wet, but fuck it. I'll tip housekeeping whatever they fucking want to clean up the mess because I can't wait a second more to have my girl.

"On your knees. Grip the headboard." I drop her on the bed, and she quickly obeys. Her body is flushed with need, and when she moves to her knees, her round ass is in the air. I palm her cheeks, spreading her apart and teasing her wet hole with my finger. I take a second to squeeze my cock. Fuck, she's so gorgeous, I can't believe she's mine.

"Drake, please." She's begging, and it's the sweetest sound I've ever heard. "I-I have some pure coconut oil that I use for my hair in my pink makeup bag in the bathroom."

"What?" I can't think straight, can't focus on anything but the need to be inside her. "Why?"

"For lube!" Her whole body shivers as I press the head of my cock to her hole.

"You can't be serious," I groan, gripping her hair and tilting her head back. "How are you even real?"

"I'm a girl! I'm prepared for anything." She wiggles her ass, making my dick twitch. "Though I have to admit this wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I packed it."

I chuckle, slapping her ass lightly. She moans, her body quivering with need, and I know I can't wait any longer. "You're going to need to be patient if I'm going to fuck your ass, little Ellie. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes," she whispers, her fingers flexing on the headboard.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Daddy."

I grab the coconut oil as quickly as I possibly can and squeeze some into my hand. It's still cool, and she squeals when I rub it against her ass, coating her little hole with the oil. Immediately, I know she’s right, like she always is. This is better. Way fucking better.

I slide one finger fully in, and then another, prepping her back entrance for my cock. Ellie is as taut as a bowstring, quivering from how tense her muscles are as she takes everything I have to give her.

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