Page 23 of A Daddy for Hanna
Was he displeased? She couldn’t tell from the expression on his face. He looked a bit stern at the moment, but he also looked… excited. There was no mistaking the heat that flamed in his eyes as he entered the room.
When she glanced at his crotch, she glimpsed a definite bulge in his gray sweatpants.
He sat beside her and drew the covers back. Her breath caught in her throat at his nearness. He must’ve taken a quick shower, too, she realized. His hair was damp, and he smelled divine. He wore a snug white t-shirt that accentuated his muscles. Was this what he normally wore to bed? A t-shirt and sweatpants? Or did he prefer to sleep in his underwear? Her cheeks blazed as she imagined him with a lot less clothes on than he was wearing now.
He placed a hand on her thigh and pushed her nightdress up. Then he stroked two fingers along her aching center overtop the thin fabric of her panties. She whimpered and arched into his touch. His eyes darkened further.
“If you leave these on for much longer, little girl,” he said, “they’ll become so soaking wet that you’ll need a new pair. We’d better get them off.”
She sucked in a quick breath. “Okay, Daddy.”
His fingers moved to the waistband of her panties, and she lifted her hips as he pulled them off. He folded them neatly and placed them on the nightstand.
“Now,” he said, “spread those legs. Show Daddy your privates.”
His words sent a heady thrill through her. She nodded and slowly moved her thighs apart, revealing her nether folds to him. She could feel her moisture growing and when she glanced down, she saw a glimmer of wetness.
“So pretty and pink,” he murmured, running his fingers over her outer lips. Then he delved into her core, and she jerked against his touch with a throaty moan. “And soaking wet, too.”
“I-I can’t help it, Daddy,” she said. “I was thinking about what would happen when you came to my bedroom, and I started to get very achy between my thighs. I’m almost as unsettled as I was last night. Are-are you going to help me again?”
He swirled two fingers lightly over her clit.
Oh yes. Yes yes yes.
She arched into his expert caresses, and it didn’t take long for her to reach the heights of pleasure. As a wave of ecstasy crashed over her, she shut her eyes and writhed against Daddy’s roving fingers. After the last quaking pulse faded, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes, meeting his dark gaze.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Daddy was hovering over her, his lips mere inches from hers.
His hand remained between her thighs, but his fingers had ceased moving. Excitement rippled through her as he leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers.
It was a sweet, soft kiss, but it was everything to her.
When he finally pulled back, he stared down at her with affection brimming in his eyes.
“As long as you’re a good little girl, Hanna, Daddy will visit you each night before bed to give you special rubs,” he said. “Would you like that?”
She nodded wordlessly, her throat too closed up with emotion to speak.
Daddy had kissed her. A real kiss. A romantic kiss.
Oh, how she hoped he kissed her again.
Today and tomorrow and every day after that.
“Yes, Daddy,” she finally replied. “I would like that.”
“Good. So would I.”
He withdrew a clean cloth from his pocket and used it to wipe the moisture from her inner thighs and then her privates, gently cleaning away the evidence of her arousal. Her face flamed with embarrassment over the intimacy of the act, but she didn’t protest. She was starting to like when Daddy took care of her, and she also knew that if she protested too much, he might give her a scolding or even take her across his knee.
He reached for her panties and helped her back into them, then he pulled the covers over her and tucked her in. Before he departed the room, he kissed her again. She melted.
CHAPTER12
Ben flippedthrough the mail as he walked back to the cabin with Lady bounding ahead after a squirrel. He watched the dog bark at the tree the squirrel ran up, and when he glanced down at the stack of bills and advertisements, he noticed a letter addressed to Hanna.
