Page 75 of Melt For Us, Daddy
Pride lit Ivy’s eyes. “You mean that?”
“Yes, blossom. I mean every word. And now…” Rolling, she pinned Ivy’s wrists in her hands, lowering her head to capture her girl’s lips with her own. “It’s Daddy’s turn. Hands on the headboard, little girl, and don’t you dare move.”
Ivy
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Thank fuck.
While she would have been perfectly happy to go right to bed after eating her woman’s pussy for the first time, she was very, very grateful she wouldn’t have to. Need burned between her thighs, hot and demanding, and she wanted nothing more than to have her Daddy soothe that ache the way only she knew how.
“My pretty little babygirl,” Cordelia murmured, her lips feather soft across Ivy’s collarbone. “So sweet. So delicate. So beautifully breakable.”
Fear, the most delicious kind, crawled across Ivy’s skin at those words. “Breakable?”
“Mmm. I want to watch you shatter for me, Ivy Mae. But you’re going to have to wait. Because you were a naughty little girl, weren’t you? Teasing Daddy with that pretty mouth. So Daddy’s going to return the favor.”
Oh, shit. She hadn’t actually taken that into consideration when she’d been teasing Cordelia. “I’m sorry, Daddy, I won’t do it again! I was just having fun!”
“And now it’s Daddy’s turn to have some fun.”
As she spoke, Cordelia slowly dragged the silky pajama bottoms over Ivy’s hips, down her legs, tossing them to the side and leaving her bare to her Daddy’s hungry gaze.
Again those too-soft kisses brushed over her heated skin. Starting just above her ankle, up over her calves to the inside of her thighs which trembled with need the closer Cordelia came to her dripping pussy.
“Daddy, please.” She was begging, and too far gone to be embarrassed by it. “Please, I need you.”
“Tell Daddy exactly what you need, blossom.”
“I need to come, please, Daddy!”
“Hmm.” The word vibrated against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh as Cordelia pressed another kiss there. “Not specific enough. Tell me exactly what you want, babygirl, or you’ll just have to go without.”
A sob rose in Ivy’s chest as she pressed her hands more firmly against the headboard, determined to be obedient and not give her Daddy any more reasons to torment her. “I–I want you to eat my pussy, Daddy.”
“I see.” More soft kisses trailing up her thigh until finally, finally she felt her woman’s breath on her aching clit. “Like this?”
The touch of Cordelia's tongue was, like the kisses, far too light to give Ivy any kind of relief. “Daddy!”
“What, baby? I’m giving you what you want.”
“It’s not—You’re not—Ugh!” She let out a short, frustrated scream.
Cordelia’s laughter vibrated against her soaked lips and Ivy nearly wept with need. “Poor, needy little girl. Tell Daddy what you want and I might give it to you.”
“I want your tongue inside me, on my clit, I want you to fucking make me come.”
“Such naughty language, blossom. Daddy’s going to have to punish you for that.”
It was all the warning she had before Cordelia’s teeth sank into the soft flesh of her thigh. Pain shot through her, but it only served to make her needier than she’d been before even as she arched up with a loud cry.
“I’m sorry, Daddy!”
Cordelia’s tongue swept over the marks left behind by her teeth. “Are you going to be respectful now, baby? Or am I going to have to get mean?”
“I’ll be good, I promise!” At that moment she would have promised just about anything if it meant being given the orgasm she so desperately wanted.
“That’s my good little blossom. Daddy’s going to eat this pretty pussy now, but you do not come before I say so. Understood?”
