Page 41 of Coulda

The feel of the soft material gliding over her intimately made her gasp quietly. Amber widened her legs, silently requesting a more intimate touch. To her delight, he was very thorough. She squirmed against him as he explored her pink folds before moving lower to clean between her buttocks. Squeezing that small ring of muscles as the sponge moved slowly over it, Amber held her breath.

“I plan to explore every inch of your body, Little girl.”

Letting the sponge drift away, Rio teased her with his fingertips. She tried to sit up to guard her bottom from his touch, but Rio held her in position.

“There is nothing off limits to our passion,” he growled into her ear. His fingertip circled the small entrance and pressed firmly against it as Amber froze in place.

Her arousal skyrocketed at this forbidden touch. His fingertip dipped inside. Amber closed her eyes as the sensations from this nerve-rich area overwhelmed her.

“I think I’ll keep a small plug here by the tub. It can go in that decorative box right there,” he suggested as he moved his fingertip in and out. “When I give you a bath, I can slide it into your bottom to tease you as you play in the tub. Maybe you’ll want some crayons to draw pretty pictures on the side of the tub or your skin?”

“Daddy,” she breathed.

“Do you need something, Ella?”

“Touch me,” she whispered.

His finger slid a bit further inside her, making her gasp. “No. Not there,” she pleaded as he continued his probing strokes.

“I think your protests might be unwarranted. You’re enjoying my touch here, aren’t you?”

“No,” she wailed, trying to pull her legs together.

“Legs apart,” he ordered.

Automatically, Amber followed his stern warning and his finger moved further inside. Each time it pushed through her tight opening, she felt a rush of arousal.

“What would I find if I touched your pussy, Ella? Is it slick with your juices? Would it reveal how aroused you are?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Who’s in charge, Little girl?”

“Daddy!”

“Why?”

“Because you know what I need,” she admitted in a rush of words.

“Good girl,” he praised her.

When his finger slid fully from her body, Amber’s eyelids flashed back open. He wasn’t going to leave her on the edge, was he? She clasped her legs back together as he sat her back up in the tub. Turning sideways, she watched him quickly clean his hands and rinse the water from the tub.

The liquid streamed off his fully aroused body as he stood. Rio’s body revealed the effect of his dominance over her. Amber couldn’t help but feel a bit of power. She’d caused that. It dawned on her that her submission was as stimulating to him as was his power over her.

When he stepped from the tub to wrap a towel around his waist, Amber waited quietly. Her confidence that he would care for her grew with every moment they spent together.

“Come here, Little girl,” he directed, holding out an oversized cloth.

She rose from the tub and allowed him to dry her body. The feel of the terry fabric between her legs proved to be a challenge to resist. A needy moan escaped from her lips.

“You need my attention, don’t you, Ella? Little girls always sleep better when their bodies are happy.” He guided her into the master bedroom with an arm around her waist. Tugging back the covers on one side of the big bed, he invited, “Lie back against the pillows.”

Climbing eagerly into bed, Amber settled into place and held out her arms. To her astonishment, he shook his head.

“I’m not ready to come to bed yet, Amberella. But you have my full attention. Spread your legs.”

He’s not coming to bed?She stared at him as her brain processed his words.

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