Page 102 of Daddy P.I. 3.0

“Doan know?”

“I think you do know.”

She crosses her eyes. “Pwaddle me?”

I slip my hand in the pocket of my jacket and pull out one of the many toys I brought. “I was thinking we could revisit our first scene here.”

Her pupils blow. “Twase.”

“That’s right. Remember this tawse?”

“I dooo.”

I play it out between my hands. “I think it remembers you, too. Remember coming from just this leather on your sweet skin, baby?”

Holding my thumb between her teeth, she nods.

“Mmm, we’ll see what happens when Daddy sits on you on his cock and smacks that naughty little bottom with this stingy leather. I want at least two orgasms out of you.”

She nods more vehemently.

“Let’s get to that.”

“Swuck you first?”

How can any daddy say no to that?

“Oookay.”

Her eyes narrow and I can’t suppress a bark of laughter.

I slide my thumb out of her mouth, take myself in hand, and wave my cock at her. “Up here, little girl.”

She slides up until my tip bumps against her chin. I rub my crown across her lower lip.

“What do you say?” I ask.

“Please may I suck you, Daddy?”

I feather the fingers of my free hand through her curls. “Yes, my good girl, you can suck me. No rules, just enjoy your little self.”

She grins and keeps her eyes on mine as she lowers her head. She takes my tip between her lips and holds there, with just the plush wetness encompassing me. She flicks her tongue out and tickles my slit; my eyes roll back.

“Yes, my sweet baby. Such a good girl for Daddy. That feels so good. So nice and warm. Will you hold me in your mouth for a minute and just keep Daddy’s cock warm?”

She blinks enthusiastically, laves me with her tongue, and sinks down until my crown nudges the back of her throat. I control a shout at the sudden constriction. My balls tighten. I fuck Emily’s mouth frequently but sometimes I forget the glory of just being encompassed in that soft, hot heaven. No friction, no pendulum motion, just the pure, perfect sensation of being held in her mouth all the way to my root.

She swallows around me and I let loose the shout I was restraining. Fuck. Fuck so good.

Someday, I swear. Someday, I promise myself. Someday, I will manage more than thirty seconds of cock-warming. Someday I will let Emily hold me in her mouth or pussy for hours.

But not today. “Suck, baby. Suck me so good.”

After a deep breath, she sucks, opening her throat, drawing me down. My hips rise to her suction, giving her that last fraction of an inch. Her small fingers inch up and find my balls, tugging the way she knows drives me out of my mind.

“Fuck! Emmy!”

The smile that can’t curve her lips, stretched around my root, lights her eyes. She blinks and a tear rolls down, telling me she’s fighting her gag reflex. But there’s nothing but light, love, and happiness behind the welling tears.

---