Page 38 of Sawyer
She obeyed him without question, removing the shirt andtossing it to the floor. He looked down at her smooth, ivory-cream skin, and his mouth watered. She was beautiful. He continued to kiss down her abdomen, licking across her ribs to see her gorgeous nipple grow harder and darker.
He moved back up to her nipples, needed to taste them more than he needed his next breath. Her back arched as he lathed them with his tongue, as if she was trying to tempt him to take them deeper into his mouth and suck them harder.
But he had another destination in mind.
He kissed his way down the center of her stomach, sliding the bottoms of her pajamas off as he went. No panties? His naughty girl. He thoroughly approved.
Her breathing became erratic as he worked his way slowly down to the top of her mound. He was surprised to find her smooth and bare for him. Surprised and appreciative.
Then he pressed his lips to the top of her slit. She cried out and arched her back higher. Her fingers found his head, and she tried to force him to move, not able to decide whether she wanted his mouth higher or lower.
It didn’t matter. He was in control now. Releasing her hip, he smacked the side of her bottom. Her whimper caused his cock, already rock hard, to throb. “Lay back and let Daddy play, naughty girl,” he growled again, this time against her sex.
That earned him a small buck of her hips, so he smacked the other side, a little harder this time. She stilled her movements, but that wouldn’t last long. Not if he had anything to say about it. He increased the pressure of his mouth right above her clit
“Daddy,” she mewled. “I need you more.”
“I know.” He drove his tongue down her slit, parting her folds. Then he gave her everything. His lips, his tongue, his fingers. And she exploded, crying out in pleasure, her finger now digging into the bed as if holding on for dear life.
Her juices flooded his tongue, and it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. He worked her until she finally settled.
“Th-thank you, Daddy. That felt amazing.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. Now hold still for Daddy.”
Her eyes widened. “But…but isn’t my turn over?”
He looked up at her face from the apex of her thighs, breathing in the scent of her. “Oh, babygirl. Not even close.”
Using his thumb to expose her clit, he lowered his mouth to her sensitive nub, devouring her. She screamed and pushed her hips higher. He loved how willing and responsive she was. He scraped his teeth across her clit, and she tumbled over into the abyss of pleasure again. She tried to hold back her cries, but he wasn’t having it. “I want to hear how much you are enjoying this, little girl. Don’t hide your sounds from me.”
Just as she started to come down, he put his hands under her ass and tilted her hips up, giving him better access to every part of her. The shadow of his beard scratched against her thigh and labia, causing her head to thrash from side to side.
“Too much, Daddy. It’s too much!”
He ignored her, taking his time before he sucked her clitoris between his lips, sending her over the edge again.
“No more, Daddy. I can’t. I-I need to give you your turn.”
“Tonight is about you, babygirl. I’ll have my turn later. Now, I think you have one more, don’t you?”
“Daddy!” she screamed as he lowered his mouth again.
This time, he angled her hips even higher. Pulling the cheeks of her ass apart, he pressed two fingers against the dark star that was winking at him so sweetly. He pushed his thumb just inside the opening of her core, flexing his thumb until he hit that magical spot within her tight, slick channel. He circled her clit with his tongue until he could feel the muscles quiver inside her. Then he sucked her clit again. Hard.
She bucked so hard he thought he might lose his hold of herass, but he wasn’t sure she would even have noticed. She came quietly, her mouth open with no sound escaping at all.
He kept up his ministrations until he’d wrung every last wave of pleasure from her body. She collapsed on the bed, too exhausted to move.
He righted her shorts and top without her noticing. Her breathing was slow and even, her face peaceful.
His cock was aching with the need to bury himself inside her, but he wasn’t going there. Not as Saul. It would feel too much like he was the “other man.” Even if he could reconcile his conscience, he wouldn’t do that to her.
No, when he buried himself inside his Little girl, she would know her Daddy’s fucking name.
Placing Lucky in her arms and tucking her in tight, he kissed her goodnight. There was no way he was sleeping with his body in this state, though.
Walking out of her room, he did the only thing he could if he wanted any rest himself. He headed to her bathroom to take a very lonely, cold shower.
