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)
“Would you like to sleep in Daddy’s bed or in your crib, Princess?”
An enchanting rush of color hit her cheeks. “Daddy’s bed.”
Chapter Eleven
Tiffanie’s mind and body hummed with desire. No one had caressed her intimately for so long that she’d forgotten that she could feel pleasure instead of pain. She drew swirling, imaginary lines on his chest as he carried her to the large king-size bed. Was he interested in making love to her? How could she ask?
Phineas flung the covers back and sat her on the edge of the bed. “My Princess needs a nightgown.” He tapped his chin as if he were thinking and then headed for his dresser. He returned to her side, drew a large T-shirt over her head, and unwound the towel around her as he smoothed the makeshift gown into place.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’ll go get Biff for you.”
“Daddy, wait!” she said urgently.
“Yes?”
“Um…. Are you.... Could we….” Tiffanie couldn’t figure out how to ask him to make love to her.
Phineas’s green eyes darkened as he took in her twisting hands and beseeching look. “Do you need Daddy’s touch, Princess?”
“Yes, please. You know…. If you want to?”
“Little girl, my cock’s so hard I could pound nails into the walls. Never doubt that I am attracted to you.”
“Really?” Her eyes dropped below his waistline and widened. “Oh!”
He chuckled at her reaction as he lowered himself to kneel in front of her. “Thighs apart, Little girl. Daddy’s going to make you come hard, Tiffanie. Then straight to sleepy land.”
“I promise.” Tiffanie would have agreed to anything to get him to help her come. Her embarrassment evaporated as he stroked warm, powerful hands over her legs, reminding her of what he’d requested. Slowly, she spread her knees wide.
“Good girl.” He slid a hand under her bottom and pulled her hips gently toward the edge of the bed. “Lie back, Princess.”
Fearing any move would interrupt this, Tiffanie didn’t dare exhale. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening. She propped a bent arm under her head to watch as Phineas pressed his mouth to her inner thigh. The heat of his breath warmed her sensitive skin. She grabbed a handful of the comforter.
“Breathe, Little girl,” he ordered. His lips brushed lightly over her skin.
“I’m trying,” she whispered. Please let him continue.
Phineas kissed a trail from that spot to her core. He inhaled deeply and smiled a wolfish, hungry grin that further reassured her he wanted her. “Your scent is addictive, Tiffanie. I need a taste of your honey.”
She nodded eagerly and lifted her hips toward him. Phineas pinned her to the bed with one hand clamped around her upper thigh. “Let Daddy do all the work.”
When she relaxed, he praised her, “Good girl.” Her body responded with a flood of slick juices. “Mmm!”
She froze as he lowered his head to scoop up her wetness with the tip of his tongue. His hum of enjoyment vibrated through her sensitive tissues. Tiffanie squeezed the fabric in her hand as she struggled not to wiggle closer.
He pressed her thighs up and back, displaying her pussy completely. To her surprise, Tiffanie wasn’t embarrassed—she was too turned on to care. Please let me come!
“Gorgeous, Princess. I have a new favorite shade of pink now.” He tasted her again. This time his tongue swirled through her pink folds. Lingering at sensitive spots when her inhale caught in her throat, Phineas seemed to sense exactly where she needed his touch.
Shimmers of pleasure hovered close as he explored. His sounds of enjoyment erased any nervousness or embarrassment. She loved that he didn’t hold back his reactions. She’d never been with a man who communicated his pleasure.
When he teased her clit with the tip of his tongue, Tiffanie lifted her hips to get closer to that arousing and intimate kiss. He immediately pinned her to the bed. The thrill of being restrained acted like kerosene on a flame. She bit her lip to keep from crying out.
He raised his mouth from her pussy to growl, “Let me hear you, Princess.”
She nodded and gasped as he pressed two fingers inside her. “Daddy!”
“You are so tight. The idea of burying myself in your heat is almost enough to make me explode in my jeans.”
Before she could respond, he lowered his mouth to her pussy. He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked as he rubbed a sensitive spot inside her. Sensations swirled around her.
Small sounds escaped from her as he built the thrilling feelings. She struggled to resist them, not wishing this to be over so soon, as she simultaneously strained for the climax hovering outside her reach. When Phineas brushed his tongue across that small bundle of nerves, she lost control and screamed her pleasure.
He pushed her orgasm higher than she’d ever imagined. When she thought she couldn’t take anymore, another burst of exquisite delight cascaded over her. Immediately his actions softened and slowed, easing her down from that incredible peak.