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)
“Yes.”
“Once I make you fully mine, I won’t let you go,” he said, holding her gaze.
“You don’t have to promise that, Daddy,” she told him, not wanting him to feel trapped. Her future definitely looked brighter now than it had before, but who knew what the future would bring.
“I won’t run, Tiffanie. Daddies don’t do that. You’re my Little girl. Now, unless you’ve radically changed your mind and you don’t want me in your life, I’m going to pick you up and take you to our bed where I can ravish you thoroughly.”
“Please, Daddy.” She wrapped her arms around his neck.
To her delight, Phineas didn’t probe further. He swooped forward and swept her off her feet. As she dangled over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, Phineas walked down the hallway to the bedroom. When she giggled and patted his tempting butt, her Daddy popped her smartly on the bottom.
“Don’t distract me,” he growled. “We’ll start here where my condoms are. Then fair warning, Princess, I plan to ravish you on every surface in this house.”
“Really?” she squeaked.
“Absolutely.”
He lowered her to the middle of the mattress and stepped back to tug the T-shirt he wore over his head. Phineas sent that garment flying across the room as he toed out of his shoes. “I’m going to say this once, and then I won’t bring it up in the future. We’ll talk about everything, Little girl. If something is uncomfortable or you simply want to try something else, you tell me immediately.”
She nodded.
“Good girl.”
Phineas hooked his thumbs in the sides of the athletic pants he’d put on after getting home from the library over his fitted boxer briefs. He pushed them down to the floor, leaned over to pull them off completely, and threw them away. As he stalked forward, she studied his chiseled frame.
“I didn’t know guys that read books looked like that,” she blurted. Her appreciation of his toned body wasn’t new. She’d seen him nude in the shower and in bed. Phineas didn’t own pajamas.
“Real men do hang out in the library stacks,” he assured her as he lifted her shirt over her head. “Damn, you’re gorgeous.” He cupped her bare breasts and ran his thumbs over her taut nipples, drawing a groan from her lips.
“Please, Daddy.”
“Oh, I definitely plan to please you, Princess.” He propped one knee on the edge of the bed and leaned forward to kiss her, easing Tiffanie back onto the mattress.
Phineas must have read a lot of books on kissing because his lips were devastating. She clung to him, never wanting this exchange to end but wanting more. A faint whimper of need escaped from her mouth when he raised his head.
“I know, Princess. I feel our connection too. These pants have to go.” Phineas forced himself to shift away to remove her leggings and panties.
He didn’t give her a moment to think but crawled onto the mattress, wrapping his arms under her and drawing her up onto the pillows. He caged her under him. His hands and lips caressed her, building her passion higher and higher until she writhed under him.
Tiffanie stroked his body, tracing his muscles and clinging to his strength. When she daringly traced a line with her fingers down his torso to his thick shaft, Phineas trapped her hand against his hard abdomen.
“I’m so turned on, Tiffanie. This is going to be over way too fast if you touch me now.”
She froze and nodded, thrilled she had that much power over him. Tiffanie felt seductive and more appealing than she had in so long. “Next time,” she said, wanting him to note she had plans for him as well.
“Definitely, Princess. I can’t wait for your fingers and mouth to wrap around my cock.”
The hunger written on his face pushed her arousal further. He didn’t conceal his need for her. She wrapped her fingers around his shoulders. “Please, Daddy.”
“Let me make sure you’re ready,” he growled, brushing one hand over her small mound to her core. He groaned as his fingertips slid through her slick juices. “Princess, you’re soaked.”
“Always when I’m around you,” she whispered, drawing another deep sound from him.
Phineas turned to grab a condom, ripped the packet open, and rolled the protection over his cock. Tiffanie watched, enjoying the sight of him touching his stiff shaft. As he settled between her thighs, she lifted her legs to wrap them around his hips. Phineas didn’t thrust immediately into her. He glided his cock through her pink folds, pressing directly on her clit until she writhed with need below him. When he fit himself to her entrance, Tiffanie froze, not wanting to miss every single sensation.
“Breathe, Little girl,” he ordered and held himself in place. A muscle clenched in his jaw, revealing the toll this control took on him.
She nodded and obeyed. As she exhaled, he pressed himself forward, filling and stretching her tight channel. Her eyes closed at the barrage of pleasure. He didn’t pause until their bodies met, fully connected.