Page 23 of Daddy King

He tugs the comforter up, putting my book to the other side of the bed. “Take a nap.”

I protest, “I’m not tired.”

Daddy brushes a strand of black hair from my eyes, and he slides down on the mattress too. I scoot into his embrace and sighs in relief, his deep scent engulfs me as I stuff my nose in his neck.

“You will be,” Daddy said.

He drops a kiss on my forehead, his stubbles scratch my skin and I wrinkle my nose at the roughness.

“Daddy will still want me when I’m old and wrinkly?” I ask, breathing on his neck and biting his tanned flesh.

His button-up shirt has fine lines on them, I drape an arm over his waist and feel around his muscular back. Daddy is so big, I would have to be an octopus with eight suction legs to fully give him all my love. My short arms will have to do, for now, my legs join in on the hug as I squeeze him.

I curl both of my legs with one of his, trapping him between my soft thighs and nuzzles further into the blanket that shields my eyes from the daylight.

It’s afternoon and the sun is brighter than ever.

I whine when he keeps quiet, he’s ignoring me.

How rude of him, I’m trying to get comforted and he’s just being mean.

“Daddy, you have to answer me!” I clamp my teeth over his neck.

He crushes my waist in his heavy arm, smothering me in his very nice pecs. Now is not the time to be admiring Daddy’s physique, no matter how distractingly fit he is.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do, little girl.”

A burst of courage flares in my tummy, putting me in action; I take back all my limbs and pouts sulkily at him, turning to the other side with my back towards him as my butt push on Daddy’s big cock. I can’t stray too far, but I want to sulk with his body warmth.

As expected, Daddy snakes his arm under my waist and my naked breast gets groped by the hotness of his palm. My shirt rides up as he pinches my nipple and I squeal in shock, it’s painful but it sends shivers down to my little clit.

Any protection I have for my private parts is gone the moment Daddy has me in our bedroom, demanding that I remove all of the uncomfortable garments so he can cuddle with me. He didn’t put it in those words because he’s sophisticated and very intelligent, but it’s what I got from them.

His other hand sweeps down my tummy to my pussy, cupping me and thumbing my firm button. Daddy presses a kiss on my jaw as he changes to lick and nibble on my neck, he tweaks my nipple between his fingers and the sensation rocks my hips into his waiting hand.

I press my thighs together with a moan when he’s pulling the nipple taut, moving to my other neglected bud with the same treatment. He plays with them until I’m blanking out and they’re sore with rosiness. I’m shivering and hot all over, toes curling and oh—Daddy didn’t forget about my little clit.

Thick fingers rubbing slick against my folds, tracing a figure eight on my throbbing button as I push my butt back to his hard shaft. I move my butt up and down, nudging firmly as he thrust slowly on the fleshiness of my ass.

“Daddy, please go faster,” I beg him, pathetically whimpering.

“Do you deserve it?” he questions, tapping on the leaking hole. “Do you deserve to have my fingers in your pussy when you are a demanding little girl?”

“I’ll be good, I swear,” I moan pitifully when he takes that teasing finger to pinch my nub harshly. I squeal, shock jerks my body in a heightened frenzy as I bury my face into the pillow.

“Daddy, Daddy—” I chant, shakily clawing at his inked forearm.

“I-I’m a good girl, Daddy’s good girl,” I convince him, or myself, but at this point, I’m more focused on getting his thick fingers to stretch my tiny slits.

“How are you going to atone your behavior?” Daddy rolls my soaked button, tightly trapping it between two relentless fingers.

“U-um, Daddy can use my little mouth,” I offer without thinking of anything specific, it just comes out naturally.

He rumbles deeply in his chest, “That will do for now.”

A mean pinch distracts me as he’s slipping a finger against my wet slits, diving into my small hole with one very smooth slide.

“A-ah, Daddy!”

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