Page 76 of Accepting Love

Her pretty cheeks are even darker red. “No, Sir.”

I lift my hand from her thigh to her tummy and tickle her, leaning her back so that she ends up on her back against the cushions. “My naughty girl is a fibber.” I tickle her again.

She writhes and pushes at my hand, giggling the entire time.

I pull my hand back and stick it up under her dress next, sliding my fingers up to her bare tummy. When I tickle her again, she arches her hips up. “Daddy,” she shouts breathlessly.

I flatten my palm on her belly and smooth it up higher until I’m cupping her breast.

She gasps, her expression turning from laughter to arousal in a heartbeat. She’s panting and squirming, but now her moans are from need.

I find her nipple and pinch it, making her buck against my hand. “Tell Daddy the truth or I’m going to play with these little buds all afternoon until you do.” I twist the swollen tip.

She tries to twist out of my grip, but I have my other hand wrapped around her, holding her tight as I switch to flicking her nipple over and over.

The little bud is so hard, and my girl is struggling to catch her breath.

When I switch to the other nipple, she moans as I pinch and pull on it lightly. She’s so sensitive. “Tell Daddy the truth.”

She shakes her head.

I’m going to have to get more creative in my efforts, so I lift off my butt and plant a knee between her legs. I lean forward and press my thigh against her pussy.

She groans, and I wonder if she’s aware that she’s rubbing her hot core against my leg wantonly.

I shove her dress up so her breasts are exposed before lowering my head and taking a nipple between my teeth.

Her hands burrow into my hair, not pushing, pulling. Silently begging for more.

Suckling her nipple, I bring one hand between us and reach into her leggings and panties to find her soaking wet pussy. I swirl the arousal around and play with her clit for a moment before lifting my gaze to watch her expression at the same time I slip my finger back through her folds and find her tight little button.

She gasps, her eyes wide.

I rub the rosebud lightly, teasing her, getting her used to my touch. She’s not nearly as reluctant as this morning. Not by a longshot. In fact, her knees fall wider and she meets my gaze. Her expression is serious. “It’s so naughty, Daddy.”

I let my mouth pop off her nipple and kiss her lips. “That’s half the fun, Little one. It feels forbidden and delicious at the same time.” I rub the spot again.

She whimpers. “Will it hurt?”

“No, angel. Never. I’ll take care to stretch your tight little rosebud out a tiny bit at a time until you’re ready to take Daddy’s cock.”

She shudders. “I don’t know…” Her hands come to my biceps. “What if I don’t like it?”

“You can’t find out until you try.”

She bites her bottom lip, contemplating my suggestion. I won’t force her of course. If I didn’t think she wanted this, I would back off. But she’s intrigued and so aroused.

I return to circling her clit. “How about if you don’t worry about your little bottom hole any more today. Daddy is going to let you come because you’ve been so brave.”

She glances over my shoulder. “What if someone comes into the library?”

“They won’t. I locked the door when we came in.” I push a finger into her pussy, loving the way her eyes roll back and her mouth drops open. I love watching her fall apart. I could do this all day and all night for the rest of my life and never tire of it.

She digs her heels into the couch cushion and lifts her hips right before she lets herself go. Right before her body begins to jerk from her release. Right before her pussy pulses against my fingers.

I love her so much my chest hurts. I should tell her. I will. Soon.

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