Page 37 of Daddy’s Protecting

She could feel the sensations building again as he moved inside her. Impatient, she tried to hurry his strokes, but he was in control. He teased and tortured her with almost enough to help her reach the pleasure that shimmered so close.

“Daddy! Please!” she begged.

“Shh, Little girl. I’ve got you,” Dirk reassured her and caressed the length of her torso to tug at those silky strands that guarded her intimate spaces.

“Good Little girls get rewarded. Have you been good, sweetheart?”

“Yes!” she babbled. “I’ve been so good.” She needed him to believe her.

“Of course you have.”

His fingers dipped lower and explored her intimately. Finding that bundle of nerves that had brought her so much pleasure earlier, Dirk brushed his fingertip across it. When she gasped, he quickened his efforts as he ground his pelvis against hers at the end of each stroke.

Dirk kissed the side of her neck before whispering into her ear, “Daddies have many powers. They mete out punishment when it is necessary and pleasure when it is earned. Are you going to be good for your Daddy?”

“Yes! I promise.”

“That’s my Little girl,” he crooned as he pinched her clitoris.

“Aaaah!” Cynthia shouted into the room as shimmering pleasure cascaded over her. Her voice echoed on the tiled walls surrounding her. Her Daddy’s chuckle into her ear bolstered her delight. She wanted to satisfy him completely and make him want to keep her around forever. Cynthia didn’t feel as if she’d survive if he decided she wasn’t what he wanted.

“Tell me what to do. I want to please you,” she asked, struggling to concentrate on anything other than her lingering climax.

“You are pleasing me, Little girl,” he assured her.

“But I’m not doing anything special. I’m not even touching you,” she protested. All the guilt of imposing on him and complicating his life flooded her thoughts. Cynthia dropped her head toward the tiles. She didn’t even make love right.

“Sweetheart, I need to hold you.”

She gasped as he withdrew from her. Immediately, she missed his warmth and twisted around to face him.

“Come here, Cynthia,” he instructed, pulling her wet body close. His thick shaft pressed between them. His hand captured her chin and melded their gazes together. “You don’t have to do anything but be yourself. You are all I want—no fancy sexual tricks. We are real—not people playing a role. Together, we make the best combination. I never want you to worry about not being enough for me.”

“You’re just being nice. You’ll tire of protecting me. I’ll probably screw something up again,” she muttered, trying to look away. Her Daddy turned her chin so she looked into his incredible light blue eyes again.

“I will never tire of you. Even if you run into trouble a thousand times, I’m going to be there with you. Daddies don’t give up. Ever.”

His firmly stated words didn’t hold any judgment or anger. Cynthia studied his face, looking for any clues that he doubted what he’d said. His expression held nothing but concern and caring. Overwhelmed by the realization that he was completely and totally there for her, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with all the emotion welling inside her. She’d never been able to depend on anyone.

Ripping his mouth from hers, Dirk growled, “Mine,” before claiming her mouth again and kissing her deeply. Passion reignited between them—this time even more urgent than before. He lifted her into his arms and stalked forward to brace her back against the cool tiles she’d leaned on before. Flexing his hips, Dirk glided back inside her body.

With a moan, they both leaned their foreheads together. Their joining felt so right. Cynthia wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him close as Dirk moved inside her. Slowly rebuilding the sensations, he kissed her deeply as his cock sank deep inside her, over and over again. Squirming, Cynthia squeezed his thick shaft inside her, loving his resulting groan of enjoyment that followed her efforts.

How could anything be better than this?Cynthia wondered before his next stroke wiped all extraneous thoughts from her mind.

She could only concentrate on the feel of his hard body inside and against her. The sensation of his heated breath wafted over her neck before he pressed a kiss to her skin. Each time he plunged forward, Dirk filled her completely. His tantalizing twist ignited sensations inside her as she stroked over his skin, fascinated by the grooves and muscles that characterized his body. His strength was evident as he supported her body during their lovemaking.

Love.Can I love him already?

“Yes!” Cynthia shouted into the room as her emotions coalesced within her. She couldn’t keep her discovery a secret. “I love you!”

Dirk leaned away to look at her face. The passion on his face morphed slightly to something sweeter. He cupped her face and kissed her deeply before responding, “I love you, Little girl.”

Cynthia felt her lips automatically rounding in an O of astonishment but didn’t register her expression until he smiled slightly at her look. She bounced herself on his erection and whispered huskily, “Come now, Daddy.”

“Together,” he corrected her as he increased the speed of his strokes.

Holding on to his broad shoulders, she moved with him. Their bodies strained together to further ignite the passion that linked them together. Cynthia tightened her fingers wrapped around his muscles as the tingles of a climax gathered within her. She was so close.

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