Page 20 of Daddy, Sir

When his lips closed around her taut peak, she struggled not to move. It felt so good. Tatiana brushed her fingers across his military short hair at the back of his head. The thick bristles felt so good. She wondered what they would feel like against her skin.

Jack increased the suction, pulling more of her softness into his mouth. When it was almost too much, he released her nipple with an audible pop. Instantly, she craved more. To her delight, he repeated the process to her other breast.

When she arched her chest, her Daddy stroked a hand down her torso to wrap around her thigh, reminding her to keep that leg in place. That small gesture meant the world. He was taking care of her, as he was tending to her entirely differently.

His kisses followed that trail down her torso. Tatiana’s breath caught in her throat when he zigzagged toward her mound. Jack had bathed her several times since her injury. She didn’t worry that he wouldn’t like her appearance. He’d made it very apparent how much her body attracted him—both in words and in his physical reaction to being close to her.

He pressed a kiss to the top of her cleft, making her shiver. His hand gripped her thigh tighter to keep her from jarring her foot. The reminder that he held her pinned in place was so arousing. A soft moan escaped from her lips.

“I think my Little girl enjoys being restrained. I’ll look forward to tying you to my bed, Tati. Would you like that?”

She nodded, unable to hide anything from him. “Yes, please.”

“So polite. Ask Daddy to taste you.”

Tatiana stared at him. Could she do that? She opened her mouth and whispered, “Please, Daddy.”

“Close enough this time, Tati. Let me make you feel good.”

He traced her cleft with his tongue and hummed his approval. As he licked his lips, Jack lifted her left leg and draped it over his shoulder. He paused to look at the display in front of him.

Anticipation and arousal pushed away any embarrassment she might have. She already knew with Jack, nothing would be off limits. He would demand all of her, and Tatiana couldn’t wait. Her body responded with a flood of juices.

“My little temptress,” he said before lowering his mouth back to her.

Jack’s tongue and lips explored her intimately. A few nibbles and shallow forays of his tongue into her tight channel further ignited her passion until she needed to orgasm. The tension inside her rose to an almost painful level. She could feel her body on the edge of her climax, but needed something more.

He swirled his tongue around her clit before wrapping his lips around the tense bundle of nerves. Sucking on it lightly, Jack flicked his tongue over the sensitive bud until those hovering shivers of pleasure gathered together inside her. With a cry, she celebrated the release.

After gentling his intimate touch and slowly allowing her excitement to diminish, Jack lifted his head from her body. He pressed one last kiss to her mound before sliding further up the bed to cradle her to his chest.

“Aren’t you going to make love to me?” she whispered, feeling his hard shaft pressing into her stomach.

“Soon, little girl. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Maybe I could kiss you, too. You know…”

“I’m okay, Tati. My cock will survive. Soon he’ll be shoved deep within your body.”

“I saw something in a movie once. Could we try it?”

“We can try anything, sweetheart. I’d love to experiment with you, but later, when you can move without hurting yourself.”

“Ummm. I think it would work now. Can we try?”

“You tell me what to do,” he answered. “We stop if you get hurt.”

“Okay.” She loved that he was willing to let her try. “Help me stretch out across the bed sideways. I just need to tilt my head back over the side.”

Instantly, he understood what she intended. “Fuck, little girl. You’re going to make me split my pants open.”

“Let’s avoid that,” she suggested, trailing her fingers down his chest to the top of the pajama bottoms he wore to bed. They were definitely tented. She tried to close her fingers around his thickness and looked up at him. He was so big.

“You may kill me, little girl. It will be okay. Still wish to try your idea?”

She nodded. Tatiana wanted a closer look at his shaft.

In a minute, he had her lifted and arranged across the bed. He stood in front of her and pulled the string holding his pants in place, low on his waist. She reached forward to ease them over the bulge and then to draw him closer to her lips.

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