Page 22 of Hot Touch
“Daddy!” I whined. “Please, more. I… I need––“ The words got stuck in my thorat.
“I got you,” he growled. His finger pressed down on a spot inside of me, one I hardly ever reached even with my toys, just as his tongue pressed all its attention against my clit.
Round and round it went, and my body tightened until it couldn’t anymore, and I shattered. Exploded! I felt like a firework tossed up in the air that had collided and splintered into a million little flecks of glitter. His attention slowed as my soul returned to my body, and I nearly collapsed. Not that Nathan would let me. He stood, his arms wrapped around me, and held me to his chest. The gesture after making me feel the way he had was too much, and I cried.
“Shh,” he soothed, stroking my wet hair.
“I’m sorry.” I sniffled. “I don’t know why—“ My breath hitched.
“It’s okay. Nothing to say sorry for, baby girl. You need to cry, not just today but ever, I’m here. I got you. Always, no matter what.” Feelings clogged my throat. “You’re mine, Alejandra. So, if you need to cry, I’m more than happy to hold you for however long you need. It’s my job. My privilege as your daddy, pretty girl.” He held me tighter, and I believed him.
When I was done crying, he simply washed my hair, not making it a big deal that I’d just broken down like a huge weenie. After rinsing it out, he conditioned it, too, never asking for me to return the favor of what we’d done. He’d gone down on me. He’d sounded like he got off on me on his tongue as much as I had.
Nathan hurried us out of the shower when he was done cleaning me up and wrapped me up in a huge towel that somehow smelled like him. My eyes dropped the length of his body. He was still wearing his jeans. They were soaked through,and there was no denying the huge bulge straining to get out. My mouth watered for a taste. Just a look at the huge monster that should have felt a little intimidating had me hungry for more.
I didn’t say a word as I followed him into his bedroom. I stood by the edge of his bed as he grabbed a Moonlit Pines Fire Department tee for me, but I shook my head when he offered it. A brow rose on his handsome face before his eyes widened when I let the towel drop to the ground.No regrets,a voice in my head whispered. I stepped forward.
“Alex,” he said, but I wasn’t going to let him stop me. He didn’t need to treat me with kid gloves. I was okay. I was alive, and he was, too.
Now it was my turn to taste Daddy.
NINE
NATHAN
Watching her come closer,the soft jiggle and sway of the most perfect set of tits I’d ever seen, staggered me fucking stupid.
I stood there, my feet nailed to the ground as her hands reached for the zipper of my sodden pants and carefully undid them. Then, with the softest, barely-there touch, she pulled my pants down my legs, kneeling in front of me as I stepped out of one leg and then the next.
“Baby…” My voice drifted to nothing. The sight of her down on her knees, looking up at me with so much adoration, made my cock spring forward. Her hand rose, and my breath caught in the back of my throat when she wrapped her smooth palm around my girth. “Alex,” I groaned with a warning. Fuck, her hand felt too good. My head fell back. I swallowed hard trying to keep my head above water.
“Can I play with you, Daddy?” she asked so fucking softly, with a touch of innocence that shot straight through me.
Innocence I wanted to sully up.
Fuck, it was a miracle I hadn’t lost my nut when she told me no one had ever gone down on her. With her taste still lingeringon my tongue, there was no way I could deny her. Especially when my dick was in her hand, so damn close to her mouth I could feel her every breath.
I risked a glimpse down at her through hooded eyes, taking in her silky, naturally tanned skin. She was a sight to behold.Mine. All mine,the caveman she had awoken less than twenty-four hours ago growled. The curves and angles of the softness of her body were mesmerizing, the dark strands of her hair making my fingers itch to touch her. “Please,” she whispered a breath away from the tip of my dick.
“Yes.” I swallowed. My Adam’s apple bobbed up and down almost painfully. “You can play with daddy.” My hands fisted at my sides as she started to shuttle up and down my hard length. Glancing down at her, I felt myself leak droplet after droplet of fluid. My balls were drawn up tight, and I knew there was no way I would survive her mouth.
Fuck that.
When I came for the first time with her, it sure as fuck wasn’t going to be on her hand.
“Baby—“ I started to say, but my sweet little brat leaned forward, her mouth opened wider, and her light brown gaze locked with mine as those pretty lips wrapped around the head of my cock. Her tongue swirled around, covering me in the velvety warmth of her mouth.
“Fuck,” I cursed. My hand moved from my side and carefully covered the back of her head. “Pretty girl,” I grunted, and she rewarded me. Opening wider, she took more of me into her mouth. Little by little, inch by inch. I couldn’t believe it.She is a fucking natural.
“Such a pretty little cocksucker daddy has.” The filthy words slipped easily past my lips, and she seemed to glow from the inside out, enjoying the obscene praise.
“Mmm.” Her moan vibrated around me, and my balls tightened even further.Shit.I tugged on her hair and looked down in time to see a string of her saliva, connecting tongue all the way to my cock. I had no idea what I’d done to deserve her, but Jesus Christ.
“Fucking hell, baby girl. You’re fucking perfect,” I growled. “That mouth,” I grunted, bending and pulling her up under her arms.
“Wha— Did I do something wrong?”
“No, baby girl. Nothing like that,” I huffed, picking her up, loving the way we fit so perfectly together. Like two pieces of a half coming together as a whole. Her soft against my hard. “Opposite, really.”
