Page 47 of Rayna's Daddy

Waking up early, dressing in a way to get my attention. She knew those fucking knee-high socks turned me on. Her little stunt yesterday was a textbook bratty, little, screaming for her Daddy to pay attention to her.

I had stayed away because I thought it was what was best for her.

I paced in front of her. Peeking at her as she assessed the situation. She was dissolving into little space and fighting herself every step of the way.

“Kyler,” Her little had won. “It’s okay.” She stepped forward and gripped my arm. “I know. You don’t have time for me or anyone.” She looked around the room. “I’m not little enough or girly enough or,” she searched for the right word, “not the right anything.” She held up her arm. Tears formed in her eyes. “Thank you for taking care of me, anyway, but I can’t stay. It will hurt too much.”

She bit her lip and laid her head on my chest.

“No.” I whispered.

“Bye, Bye.” She mumbled something under her breath. It sounded a lot like Daddy.

I caught her hand as it slid off my arm. I pulled her back toward me. Held her to me.

“No!” I growled in her ear.

She gasped. I spun her around and my lips crashed on hers. She fought against me. Her arms pushed at me, her mouth closed tight, and I coaxed her lips apart with my tongue. Her body stiffened against mine. I wrapped a hand around the front of her neck. She stilled and submitted. Just like that. Her body went limp. Her lips parted and she let me in.

I walked us toward the conference table and pushed her onto her back.

I cradled her head and plunge my tongue into her mouth and rocked my body against hers. She arched up into me, seeking the physical connection.

“How could you think I don’t want you?” I ground my cock into the valley between her thighs. The heat of her worked through my slacks, soaking into my skin. Her little dress gathered around her waist. “I want all the little pieces of you. Every side of you.”

I kissed her hard, bruising her mouth. I reach between us and cup her pussy. She’d soaked her panties. Her little hips rocking against my hand.

“You d-don’t k-know me.” She stuttered as my index finger tapped her clit.

“I want to get to know you.” I pushed her panties aside and slid my fingers through her slick folds. “Inside and out.”

“Oh, Daddy.” Her nails dug into my side.

“That’s right, baby.” I pinched her clit. “Come for Daddy.”

“Oh, my god.” She screamed. I was sure the whole floor heard us. “Oh, oh, oh.”

“That’s my good girl.”

She blinked and focused on me. The cutest little grin turning up the corner of her mouth. I kissed her. I removed my fingers from her heat and brought them to my lips.

Fuck me.“You tasted so good, my little Ninja.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” She sang, grinning.

My cock ached to be inside of her. I unbuckled my slacks. I wanted her. All of her. Right here and right fucking now. But I couldn’t take her. Not for her first time on a conference table. I wanted it to be good for her. Good for us. But I couldn’t walk around, like I was, now. I push her panties to the side. Her pussy was so wet.

“Daddy?” She bit her lip.

I released my cock and nestled it snug between her pussy lips. I rock my hips and slide through her slickness.

“It’s okay, baby.” I cupped her cheek. “I’m not going to take you now, but Daddy, needs a release too, or he’s going to explode.”

I rock my hips against her. She followed my lead.

“Is that okay, baby?” I cradled her head and kissed her cheek.

She pulled me into her. “It’s okay, Daddy.”

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