Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
"I want you to come home with me tonight,” I say the words against her lips.
Emilia isn’t ready for our night to be over, either. "Okay,"
We stay there, kissing until the engines start up again. Once the boat is docked, we get into the car and drive to my apartment. It's not far, but as soon as we're alone in the car, the energy between us changes from romantic to something sharper and more insistent.
It starts with her hand on my leg as I drive, her fingers tracing circles on my thigh, but it escalates quickly. Soon enough, Emmy's hand is in my lap, rubbing over the hardness in my slacks.
"Emilia..."
"I want you, Daddy."
I grit my teeth. "If you keep doing that, I won't be able to wait until we get there."
Her grin is mischievous, and I have to bite back a groan just from the look on her face. She's teasing me, but I know if I give her half a chance, she'll push me to the edge. My little girl is good, but she's still learning how to obey.
When we get to my building, I park in the garage, and we ride the elevator up to the top floor. The door hasn't even closed yet before she's on me again, her mouth pressing kisses to my neck and jaw.
"Sandro, please."
"Patience, sweetheart."
As soon as the door opens, I pick her up, carrying her bridal style into the apartment. Emilia wraps her legs around my waist, clinging to me. I kick the door shut, carrying her to the wide leather chair in the living room, the closest surface possible. After fucking her on my desk, I don't want to take her right on the floor in front of the door, but it's a close thing.
I place her in the chair, and she's immediately working at the buttons of my shirt, sliding it off my shoulders. She runs her fingers over my chest and down to the waistband of my pants, and I let her explore to her heart's content, even if it's taking a hell of a lot of self-control.
"Can I see you?" she asks shyly, her hand sliding over the bulge in my pants. "I mean all of you."
I nod, stepping back. "You're sure you're not too sore?"
"Please, Daddy."
Fuck.
I strip off my clothes, standing naked in front of her, and she bites her lip, her eyes raking over me. I've never felt so exposed. So vulnerable. And yet, it doesn't bother me. Not when Emilia is looking at me like I'm the most desirable man in the world.
"Can I touch you?" she asks softly.
"Whatever you want, tesoro."
Her hands come up, skimming over my pecs and down to my abs. She's teasing me, her fingertips brushing lightly over my skin.
"Emilia..."
"I like how you say my name."
"You do, hmm?"
"Yeah." She sighs happily, her fingers finally brushing over my cock. "Say it again."
"Emilia."
She strokes me slowly, from root to tip, and then drops to her knees in front of me. "Can I taste you?"
"Fuck."
Her mouth is so close I can feel her breath on my cock. It takes everything I have not to grab her by the hair and fuck her mouth until I come down her throat. But I know she's new to all of this, and I don't want to scare her.
"Yes, baby. Suck Daddy's cock."
She whimpers, her tongue flicking out to slide over the tip, licking away the bead of precome welling there. When her lips close over the head, I groan. Emilia is hesitant, but she's eager to please me. Her tongue swirls over the head, her hand stroking the rest of my length, and she looks up at me with those big blue eyes.
"Yes, baby, just like that."
She moans, taking me deeper into her mouth. I can't help it, my hips rock forward, my hand sliding into her hair. I'm careful not to grip too tightly, but my fist clenches when she swallows me all the way down.
"Fuck, baby, that's so good."
Her cheeks hollow, and she sucks hard. My hips jerk, my cock bumping the back of her throat, and I groan, trying to keep still. She works my cock, her mouth and hand moving in tandem, and I know I'm not going to last long.
As gently as I can, I pull her away, coaxing her into standing so I can kiss her sweet, clever mouth. I undress her, stroking every inch of skin revealed, until she's completely bare for me, illuminated by nothing but the moonlight coming in through the windows.
This time, I sit in the chair, and Emmy seems to read my mind, resting her small hands on my shoulders and straddling me.
"Like this?" she asks softly.
"Just like that, sweetheart."
She reaches between us, taking my cock in her hand. I cup her tits, feeling the way her nipples harden under my touch, stoking them with my thumbs until she’s sighing in pleasure. My Emmy is so sweet, so responsive to my touch.