Page 38 of Wilderness Daddy

“Take me then, Daddy,” she whispers and her liquid onyx eyes burn molten into mine, making my heart pump double time.

The corner of her mouth tilts up, a playful glint shines from her eyes, and I lift a brow at her.

“Demanding little brat. Who’s in charge, baby girl?”

She bites the corner of her lip and I growl.

“You are, Daddy.”

God! That word off her lips makes me weak with need.

“You’ll do as I say, honey. Now lift your arms. That shirt is coming off.” She instantly obeys, her eyes lowering and her wet bottom lip popping out in a pout. Her submissiveness intensifies my burning need for her.

Taking my time, my eyes never leaving her face, I run my finger across her shoulder, up her neck and over her soft, bee-stung lips. Her eyes flutter closed and I watch her work to swallow. I gently clamp her chin between my thumb and forefinger and let my lips brush across hers. I feel her whimpering sigh more than hear it. It makes my cock lurch for her.

Releasing her chin, both my hands find the hem of her tee and I slowly slide it up, letting my knuckles drag against the skin of her sides. I kiss the junction of her shoulder and neck while she quivers. She squirms to get closer and her eagerness has me almost insane with need.

I pull the tee off and toss it somewhere in the general direction of her hoodie. I drink in the sight of her in jeans and a white lace bra. Her skin is so smooth and tawny, a stark contrast from the pure white of her bra.

“Lower your arms, baby,” I say before drawing her lip into my mouth and teasing it with my tongue.

“I need to touch you,” she says breathlessly when I release her mouth.

“Yes, you do, honey.” I shoot her a crooked grin and climb onto my knees on the bed in front of her.

She threads her fingers through my hair as I yank her up onto my thighs and again her legs automatically wrap themselves around my waist. Diving for her exposed throat, I groan as my lips clamp over her collarbone. My tongue sweeps across her exquisite skin lapping at her sweetness. She pulls my face lower and arches her back. I growl, peeking up at her with a stern look.

“Do I have to show you I’m in charge, honey?” My brow lifts at her silence and I take her tiny wrists and pinion them behind her back, holding them there with one hand.

“When Daddy asks you a question, little one, you answer.”

Her eyes narrow in challenge so I take her nipple between my finger and thumb, roll and tug. At first her lids get heavy and she moves her hips, grinding herself unabashedly against me, but when my touch becomes more unforgiving, she whimpers.

“You’re in charge,” she gasps. Her irresistible pout has me releasing her nipple to take a fistful of hair and tip her head back so I can once again suck her lip into my mouth before kissing her, hard.

“Please,” she says in a pant when I release her mouth. “Please, my breasts.”

“What, honey. What do you want from Daddy?”

“Suck them, please. They’re aching for you... Daddy.” When she adds the Daddy my cock gets impossibly harder. This woman. God, this woman.

“That’s my good girl,” I say and release her hair to give her what she’s asked so nicely for.

I draw a nipple into my mouth while kneading her other breast, loving the firm feel of it in my hand, surprised by the fullness on such a little woman. She calls out as she once again arches and I roll her nipple between my slippery, lip-sheathed teeth.

“Oh, gawd,” she cries as I work the bud. “I need you.” The heat from her core is like a blast furnace against me. I’m not sure how long I can tease this woman before I lose myself.

“I’m letting your wrists go. Keep them behind your back, baby, or Daddy will have to punish you.”

Her eyes flick to mine and the tiniest smirk plays at the corners of her mouth. The wicked shine in her eyes makes my own lip hitch up.

Without missing a beat, I stand with her still around my waist, thankful for the vaulted ceiling. I step off the bed and set her on the floor. Kissing her, I grab the top of her jeans and pop her button open. She steps back from me and once my eyes are on hers, she slowly, deliberately moves her hands from her back to her front.

I chuckle darkly. “You have no idea what you’ve just done, naughty one.” If I wasn’t fired up enough before, my whole body is alive with electric need. This woman is truly mine.

“Oops,” she says in the most adorable coy way with a little shrug to her shoulders. I shake my head.

“Oh, little one,” I say and tsk. “Daddy’s gonna spank that ass red.”

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