Page 121 of Elevator Pitch

“Baby, you wouldn’t.”

There she goes calling me baby.

“I fucking would, but only if you want me to. I don’t think you could be quiet though,” I tease. “Would you stay quiet for Daddy?”

She looks at me and nods in response, spreading her legs slowly. As much as I encourage her to use her words, I’ll accept that.

I trail my hand slowly down her soft stomach and casually lift her sundress to reveal herself to me. I dip my hand lower and when I feel her soaked, bare pussy, I stifle a moan of my own.

“No panties in public? Bad girl.”

“I’m not apologizing.” she retorts.

Fuck. I love this woman.

I reward her with a pressed thumb to her clit and the soft gasp she lets out at the contact ignites me. I hold it, giving another order when she rests her head in my neck.

“Keep your eyes on the movie and stay still.”

When she keeps her eyes closed and whines, I tap my thumb against that sensitive bud, and she does as she’s told.

“Good girl. Now, let me take care of you.”

I draw gentle circles around her clit, slowly increasing the pressure. Taking my time to see how well she can hold her excitement and keep her voice down. Aside from some quickened breaths, soft whimpers and some lip biting, she’s doingso good for me. So good that I need to make this more of a challenge.

I take my free hand, carefully brushing my thumb over the stiff peaks through her dress. One at a time, studying her as she watches the movie. She parts her lips, but no sound escapes them. If we were alone, she’d surely let me know how that felt. I continue teasing her clit and nipples, focusing on her breathing and facial expressions.

“More,” she breathes into my neck.

I quiet myself with a bite of my lip.

“You want me to fuck your needy pussy with my fingers? In front of all these people?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Oh fuck.

“Fuck, baby. Hold your moans for me.”

She nods and shifts her attention back to the movie. Sighing when I gently slip a finger inside, my movements are slow and careful at first. I know this body and how to play with it. I’m in no rush, but when she grows impatient and starts to grumble, I chuckle into her neck. Adding another finger, I pump in and out of her pussy a little faster, but not enough to move the blanket. I guide my free hand down to her aching clit, rubbing to encourage her orgasm as she fights the urge to whimper. I know her tells and when she digs her nails into my leg, I know she’s close.

“Nod when you’re about to come, baby,” I order, keeping my voice low.

Her breath quickens and she nods, keeping her eyes forward. I feel her core clenching around my fingers as she struggles to hold still and bites back her cries.

“Come all over Daddy’s hand like a good girl,” I urge.

I’m coated in her arousal and resisting the urge to devour it is excruciating. I’m addicted to her taste, but she behaved and so will I. She glances up at me with a soft smile, her chest rising and falling as she comes down.

“You did so well, baby.” I kiss the top of her head.

She eventually falls asleep on my chest, and I let her rest as I watch the movie. Her soft snores make me smile and as accomplished as I feel about what we did tonight, we’re not even close to being done yet. There are two more tasks, and I’d like to make them memorable for her.

I have an idea, but I’ll need some help executing it. My stomach sinks at the thought of this backfiring, but I’ve gotta try. I slip my phone from my pocket, careful not to wake her and fire off a text. There’s only one person who can help me pull off a grand gesture for the woman who hates surprises…and they just responded.

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love knocks

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