Page 42 of Babydoll

“I need you. Make me forget what happened tonight.” A little smile, sexy as hell, plays on her pretty mouth. “Fucking dirty-Daddy the hell out of me tonight.”

My mouth curves up on one side and I shake my head. “You are one hell of a woman, Tallulah Jane Olsen.” I slide the panties down. The scent of her arousal hits me and my heart rate spikes. “Step out.”

She does and even though she’s too thin, she’s gorgeous.

“Into the tub now, babydoll. I’m going to take care of you.” I give her a playful swat on the bottom and she giggles.

Lu bloody well giggles and the sound is heavenly.

I steady her as she steps into the hot liquid, my cock becoming painfully hard as she slips down and pleasure blossoms on her face. “Close your eyes.”

Her lids slip closed while I wash her. Soaking her hair with warm water, I suds the shampoo into a foamy lather with massaging fingers before moving on to work soap against her skin.

When my hands wash her small breasts, I note her thigh squeeze and she gasps softly. The sound makes my gut tighten. I take my time, massaging, lathering with care and working her nipples into tight buds.

I help her sit forward, scrub her back, and tell her to stand. She does without hesitation, opening her thighs for me to soap between them.

As I wash her thoroughly, her head falls back, a quiet moan passing her lips.

“More?”

Her eyes stay closed while her head bobs. “Yes.”

I rinse her and she hisses as my hand slips between her slit. “Still cold?” My voice is husky, my words a little broken with the intensity of my own need.

She chokes out a little laugh. “God, no.”

I reach forward and tweak a nipple. “Then why are these so tight and your skin so pebbled with goosebumps?”

“Because…” She gasps and arcs her body as I rise and take her nipple into my mouth. I suck hard and she twists, simultaneously pulling away and pushing closer. I hum a laugh against her and flick my tongue against the hard bud.

Pulling off just enough to speak, I say, “Back in the water now, babydoll.”

I grab her ass and squeeze, helping her lower into the tub. “Water temperature okay?” I ask as my hand finds its way between her legs again.

“Mm, yeah,” she murmurs.

When she’s lowered enough for the water to cover her shoulders, I take her leg, hooking it over the edge of the clawfoot tub. She’s open to the water, and my eyes. I lean closer to her face, one hand cupping her head while the other slides between those open legs to her pussy. I kiss her, slow, deep and hot, matching the invasion of my tongue in her mouth with my fingers gently probing between her pussy lips. I massage her clit—slow and thorough. She’s eager for more and pushes herself against my fingers.

“Please. Faster,” she says on a gasp against my lips.

“Hush, baby, Daddy won’t always be so gentle.” I growl into her mouth when she squirms, rolling her hips against my hand.

She moans, giving me a sense of her urgency. But I control the speed and intensity. I’m running this show because right now that’s what she needs whether she realizes it or not. She’s been faking being in control for so long now.

I slip a finger inside her and she tilts her hips as I stroke her. Her breath hitches as the pad of my thumb circles her nub and she calls out when I add another digit and stroke her in just the right spot. I work her and she tenses, tighter and tighter, her breath heaving and catching, her thighs squeezing and opening.

“That’s it, babydoll, feel it.”

She makes a strangled noise and her breath comes out in pants. My mouth clamps down over her nipple and I nip, roll, and suck. She clutches the sides of the tub with both hands and holds her breath.

“Let me feel you come undone, Tallulah Jane.”

My words seem to knock away the last of whatever’s holding her back and she explodes around my fingers, rocking againstmy hand. One second, she’s shoving against my chest as I continue to play with her sensitive clit, the next she’s tugging me closer. My cock is hard, my balls heavy and begging for release, but this isn’t about me. It’s about this girl finally coming undone in my tub. It’s about the woman I’d do anything to protect.

And when she’s sated, lying limp in the now tepid water, I lift her, toss a towel over her, and carry her to the bed. I dry her off, help her into one of my t-shirts and cover her up tight before tucking myself behind her blanketed body to hold her.

“You’re mine, babydoll, all mine. And I’ll tear down anyone who tries to hurt you.”

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