Page 20 of My Daddy Valentine

And in that moment, I realize—there’s no going back now.

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Simon

I should stop kissing her. I should walk away. Leave thisfuckingroom right now. But I can’t. Not now.

Now that I’ve tasted her.

It’s like a damn’s broken loose, and a wave of want crashes over me. I’ve never been this horny in all my life. In all my forty-two years on this Earth, I’ve never wanted anyone as badly as I want her. Noneed.

I feel like a teenager unable to control their raging hormones. “I need to be so deep inside you,” I tell her.

She pushes away, her eyes wide. “I…I, umm, have never…” her words fall away when she notices the shock written all over my face.

“You’re a virgin?” I ask her, unable to believe it. I know she’s younger than me by a lot, but I didn’t think she was a virgin.

“Is that okay?” she asks me, pushing out her fuckable lips.

I sigh, not because I’m upset she’s a virgin. Quite opposite actually. It turns me on even more. The fact I’ll be the first one touching her makes me growl with a possessiveness I didn’t know I had. “It’s more than okay. You’re beautiful, and I want to be the first man to touch you.”

“I want you to be.”

I shake my head. “But as badly as I want to, I won’t be having sex with you tonight.”

“You won’t?” Her big blue eyes question me.

I trace a finger down her cheek. “Oh, I’m definitely going to play with you all night, but no sex.”

“Why?” She pouts and it’s adorable.

My cock hardens, and honestly I don’t know why I’m doing this to myself. Why I don’t just fuck her and feel her sweet pussy for the first time. “Because I need to make sure you’re ready. That you can handle this cock.”

“I’m so wet.”

I lick my lips, wanting to taste her wetness more than anything. “You think you can handle me, little girl?”

She bats her long lashes at me. “I’d like to try.”

At those words I kiss her once more, deepening it to where it turns hurried. Passionate. Desperate. I need inside her, but I don’t want to hurt her.

I move her to the bed. “Clothes off. On the bed, now.” I smirk at her and she gives me a wide smile.

“I love how in charge you are. So demanding.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet. Now don’t make me wait.”

Her eyes widen as she quickly removes her dress. “Oh,” she whispers as she climbs onto the bed. She’s still got her bra and panties on, and I’m not sure if I should punish her for complying to my rules or cherish the fact that I get to remove those scraps of fabric from her perfect body.

I’m an artist who was born with an eye for beauty, but there’s nothing more beautiful than Ella on the bed, hair splayed out, her tight body hidden behind her bra and panty set.It’s fucking indescribable.

I take my time with my own clothing, letting my eyes linger on her. She’s sofuckingsweet. When I’m in nothing but my black boxer briefs, I run a hand over the ridge of my dick through the material, it hardening more as I do. “Is this what you want to see?” I ask her.

She nods. “Yes, please, Simon.”

I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my briefs and lower them, letting my cock free.

She sucks in a tight breath. “Oh my…” she whispers. She bites her plump lower lip, an action that makes my hard dick even harder. Like granite.

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