Page 62 of Giddy Up, Daddy

“So . . . what should you be doing right now?” He sat back on his ankles.

Looking slightly nervous, she reached down and grabbed her legs, pulling them back.

“Such a good girl for me.” He ran a finger down between her lips, gathering up the moisture there. Then he popped his finger into his mouth with a moan of pleasure. “So delicious. I just need a small taste.”

Bending down, he ran his tongue along her pussy lips. He hummed, and he heard her breath hitch.

He flicked his tongue against her clit, and she let out small cries of pleasure. Pushing two fingers inside her, he fucked her with slow, gentle thrusts until her cries grew louder and he could feel her tightening around his fingers.

God.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He had to know what it felt like to be inside her. Moving, he pulled open a bedside drawer and pulled out a condom.

“You can lower your legs, darlin’,” he told her.

“I, um, I’m on birth control,” she said as she placed her legs down on the bed. “I take it because I get really painful periods and I’m clean. I got tested after my last . . . yeah . . .” She trailed off awkwardly.

“Are you sure, darlin’?” he asked. “I’m clean as well.”

“I’m sure.” She gave him a shy look.

Fuck.

He moved back between her legs, leaning over to suck on her nipples until she was crying out, that shyness fading from her face. Kissing his way up her chest, he pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth as he pushed his cock inside her.

Inch by inch.

He moved slowly, knowing how long it had been since she’d had sex. By the time he was fully seated inside her, they were both breathing heavily.

“God, darlin’. Feels so good.”

“It really does.” She thrust her hips up. “Please. More.”

“You want more?”

“Please,” she cried. “Please move.”

“Fuck, yes.”

Stafford pulled back and drove back inside her, watching her carefully for any sign of pain or discomfort.

But all he saw was desire.

“You were made for me, weren’t you?”

A brief glimpse of uncertainty, then she nodded. “Yes. At least, I hope so.”

“You were. I promise. Just like I was put on this earth to take care of you.”

She wrapped her legs around his hips as he started fucking her with harder, faster thrusts.

“I’m going to take care of you too,” she promised him.

Leaning in, he kissed her, nipping at her bottom lip before sweeping his tongue into her mouth. “You already do, darlin’. You feel amazing. Clench down around me. Christ.”

He moved faster. He was so close, but he didn’t want to come yet.

Instead, he pulled out of her, ignoring her protests. Grabbing her hips, he rolled her over, then drew her up onto her knees so he could fuck her from behind.

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