Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
“You are lovely, Princess.” He drew her panties down to meet her leggings and helped her step out of the garments. A couple of pink, healing incision marks revealed she’d had some kind of laparoscopic surgery months ago. He dismissed those as he scanned her. Phineas’s cock jerked in his pants as he revealed her blonde adult curls.
Get yourself under control.
“My skin is so dry. I look like I have snakeskin covering me.” Her voice distracted him.
“Daddy will rub some gentle lotion into your skin after your bath.” Phineas stood and walked around her to unfasten the clasp of her bra.
“That sounds heavenly.”
“Let me help you into the tub, Princess.” While concerned by the boniness of her frame, Phineas didn’t allow any negativity into his expression. Even in her thin state, Tiffanie’s beauty drew him as well as further ignited his desire to care for her.
Tiffanie settled into the warm water with a sigh of delight. She gathered the suds to her chest as she ran her fingers through the silky liquid. “This is the best.”
Phineas grabbed a washcloth and rubbed the wet material over her back. She rounded her shoulders, silently asking him to continue. Bringing her pleasure made him happy. She deserves the best.
He moved on to wash her back and neck. After pressing a kiss to the curve of her jaw, Phineas lifted one of her arms from the water. Starting at her fingers, he cleaned every inch of her skin, massaging her lightly. When she sagged slightly in the water, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and suggested, “Why not relax against the back of the tub?”
“It’s always cold,” she whispered, shivering slightly at the mere thought of touching the porcelain.
“I’ve got the solution.” Phineas grabbed a thick towel from the rack and folded the fabric carefully to create a cushion for her head and shoulders. “Let’s try this.”
She hesitated. “I’ll get the material wet.”
“That’s the sole purpose of a towel. Let me worry about details like that, Little girl.”
Tiffanie nodded and relaxed against the cushioning. “Oh, that’s incredible.”
“I’m glad.”
Refocusing on her bath, Phineas washed her other arm before whisking the washcloth over her collarbones. Her watchful gaze fixed on his face as he stroked lower. Was she afraid he’d find her wanting? Phineas allowed her to see the desire in his eyes. The corners of her mouth curved up.
“So pretty,” he complimented as he swirled the material over her small breasts, loving the catch in her breath.
He forced himself to continue bathing her, realizing that her energy would vanish completely if he dallied too long. He paid attention to her flat tummy and shifted down to her small mound.
“I haven’t shaved recently,” she blurted out.
“I don’t care, Princess. I’m a grown-ass man. My legs are hairier than yours. If you’d like me to, I’ll be glad to take care of that for you next time.”
“Really? You’d do that for me?”
“You’ll figure out quickly I’ll do just about anything for you, Little girl. Spread your legs for me.”
She hesitated, and an adorable blush colored her cheeks. Slowly, she inched her thighs apart.
“Good girl.” Steeling himself from lingering, Phineas cleaned her pink folds and between her buttocks. He lectured himself about reining in his desire as he touched her so intimately. The dwindling suds allowed him to catch precious glimpses of her most private areas. Her quick breaths told him she wasn’t immune to his touch. Despite his ironclad control, his body reacted. His cock threatened to push a hole through his jeans.
Phineas forced himself to leave her most intimate spaces to focus on her legs and feet. Her muscles quivered as he washed her. He loved that she was so responsive to his stroking caresses. She submitted to his touch so beautifully, enchanting him.
Finishing, Phineas scanned up her sweet curves, finding her eyelashes resting on her cheeks with that tiny smile curving her lips. She appeared completely relaxed and happy. He memorized this moment. This was what he wanted for the rest of her life.
“You forgot my face, Daddy. Do you want me to do it?” she asked without opening her eyes.
“Thank you for reminding me, Princess. Daddy will take care of you.” He grabbed a fresh washcloth and shifted closer to the end of the tub. Gently, he cleaned her face before patting her skin dry.
A yawn stretched her mouth, urging him to tuck his Little girl into bed. “Time to get out, Tiffanie. Let Daddy help you stand.”
“Really? The water is still sort of warm.”
“I’ll bathe you often. I promise.” Phineas stood and scooped his arms into the tub to lift her out of the lingering suds.
Sighing as if horribly put out, Tiffanie wrapped her arms around his neck. “That was great, Daddy.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. Let’s get you dried off so you can curl up in bed.” He set Tiffanie on her feet and gently whisked the moisture from her. He took a few minutes to smooth lotion over her skin and loved hearing her sighs of appreciation as he soothed her dryness. Wrapping a fresh towel around Tiffanie, he scooped his Little girl into his arms.