“I need you, Daddy,” she murmured.
He held her in place with one hand still covering hers while he used the other to cup a breast and toy with her nipple.
He would never forget her whimpers. The tone. The way her eyes fluttered. The way her mouth hung open.
When he smoothed his hand down her tummy and cupped her pussy, she rose onto her toes.
“Legs wider, Baby girl. Keep your feet flat.”
She obeyed like a perfectly seasoned submissive. He’d never anticipated this reaction from her. This deep need to please him that matched his need to nurture her so completely.
Her head fell forward, the thick locks of her hair tumbling over her shoulders as she trembled for him.
He wouldn’t penetrate her again tonight, but he would wring a few more orgasms out of her. Lips on her ear, he whispered, “Such a good girl for Daddy. So well behaved.”
“Mmmm.”
He played with her clit, driving her higher and higher, watching her every reaction and the way her tits were swinging in front of her. He loved the tight rosy tips. He loved her dainty, red-painted toes and her narrow waist and the flare of her hips.
He was suddenly the most possessive bastard on earth, and parting from her in a few hours was going to kill him. They had a few more days before he would leave for his internship, but there was very little chance they’d have the opportunity to spend this kind of time together again. Not without getting caught.
Her parents would lose their shit if they knew about this. It was a risk he was willing to take for this night of paradise, but he hoped for her sake they didn’t get caught when he brought her home. He could take their wrath, but he didn’t want her to suffer from their disappointment.
“Rock…”
“Do you need to come, Baby girl?” He flattened his thumb to her clit.
“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured softly.
“Do it. Come on my hand while I watch you. I want to memorize the look on your face and the tremble of your sweet body.”
Her breath hitched and she gripped the edge of the counter tighter as she arched her chest forward and let the waves of her release take over.
Rock wasn’t exactly an old guy. He was only twenty himself. But having been raised around the MC he’d seen a lot ofthings. He’d never seen anything this special. This precious. This humbling.
When she was sated, he gathered her in his arms and lifted her to carry her back to bed.
As soon as they were settled on their sides, she snuggled into him. “I wish I could stay. I wish we were in our mid-twenties and I lived here and no one would judge us. I wish I could fall asleep in your arms and wake up at noon still pressed against you.”
“I do too, Little Lyla.” He stroked her cheek. God, he was already choking back the pain of parting from her. She wasn’t like other women. She was an old soul. She knew her mind. She also knew her kink and wasn’t denying it.
She was so perfect for him. If only she wasn’t eighteen.
Suddenly, she pushed to sitting and gave him a shove so he fell onto his back. He would never forget her devious grin and the mischief in her gaze. “My turn.”
He groaned and settled on his back. “Explore away, Little Lyla. I won’t stop you.”
As she turned her attention to his fully stiff cock, he set a hand on her back and stroked her soft skin. His focus shifted to her tits. They swayed as she settled onto her knees, grasped his erection, and lowered her lips to his dick.
Jesus. Fuck. He wasn’t sure he would live through this.
She licked the tip, making him flinch before she lifted her gaze to stare at him through the curtain of her hair. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
He smoothed his palm up her back. “You do whatever feels right and nothing more. I don’t need your lips on my cock to feel fulfilled, Baby girl. Kiss it. Lick it. Suck it if you want. Or none of that. Your choice.”
He meant every word. He didn’t need her to suck his cock if she didn’t want to. He knew deep in his soul his job was to pleaseher, and pleasing her was the only thing that mattered. It fueled him and filled his soul.
When his Little girl wrapped her lips around his cock and lowered her head down to suck him in deep, he groaned. He was still human.