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)
She’d expected him to grab a condom from the end table next to the couch, but Phineas leaned forward to capture one of her delicate pink nipples. He rolled the sensitive bud between his teeth with the exact strength to force her to waver between excitement and pain. The small taste of ouchiness smashed through the last of her reserve. Tiffanie wanted him so badly. He was absolutely a drug she couldn’t survive without.
He ignored her attempt to tempt him as she raised her hips toward him. She needed to come. But what he was doing with his mouth thrilled her.
“Please,” she moaned.
Phineas released her nipple with a pop of suction. “I’ll make you feel better, Princess.”
He finally grabbed a condom from the drawer and rolled it onto his cock. Placing himself at her entrance, he then pushed slowly inside until he was buried in her tight channel. His thick shaft stretched her, filling every bit of space inside her.
When he started moving, Phineas cupped her petite bottom in one hand, lifting and drawing her forward so he could go deeper and deeper inside. “You are so wet, Tiffanie. I love being wrapped in your heat.”
His sweet, whispered compliments stroked over her like caresses. She adored that he talked to her and shared how much he enjoyed making love to her. Tiffanie couldn’t doubt that her Daddy was as attracted to her as she was to him. Electrifying sensations gathered around her as he stroked in and out of her body, shifting her slightly to find the right angle.
“Ohh!” burst from her lips as a climax slammed into her, shaking Tiffanie with its intensity. The pleasure erased all her inhibitions. She could only focus on receiving and returning the enticing feelings as her world narrowed to include the two of them.
He drew orgasms from her like they were Halloween treats. When he allowed himself to come, she held onto his shoulders as he roared his satisfaction into the room. Her Daddy gathered her to his chest as he collapsed backward onto the floor, holding her pounding heart to his own.
Neither of them spoke for several moments as they recovered, pressing kisses and sweet caresses to each other’s skin. Finally, Phineas whispered, “I think keeping you hot may have just become my number one goal in life.”
She grinned and winked at him. “I can’t wait, Daddy.”
Later, Tiffanie sat cuddled on her Daddy’s lap as they snacked on leftovers from the fridge. She wore his button-down shirt while he sported his boxer briefs. The throw was now draped over their combined laps. Tiffanie couldn’t imagine a world better than this.
“Have another bite.” Phineas tempted her with a bite of steamy macaroni and cheese.
Maybe she could handle one more forkful. She opened her mouth for him to place the treat inside and chewed happily. “Good, Daddy,” she mumbled. Even with the finely diced veggies he’d hidden in with the cheese sauce, she loved the flavor.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Tell me again, Little girl.”
“I love you, Daddy.”
That earned her a kiss. Repeating the magic phrase had secured the same reward all night long. “I love you too, Princess.”
“How did your afternoon go?” she asked with twinkling eyes.
“Hard,” he answered, giving her a stern look. “I had to hide behind my desk, a chart, a chairback, etc. A faint breeze over my fly reminded me of you and what was waiting for me when I got home.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy.” She worked hard to keep herself from smiling.
“You are absolutely not apologetic, Little girl. That would be a lie. Do you know what happens to Little girls who don’t tell the truth?”
“They get spanked?” she asked.
“They end up with a hot bottom.” He set down the empty bowl of mac and cheese and plucked the cup from her hand before boosting her up to stand in front of him.
“I’m sorry now, Daddy!” she said, shifting from foot to foot as she struggled to figure out what to do.
“Usually, I would hold you over my lap, but you just ate. I don’t want to put pressure on your tummy. Face the coffee table, Little girl, and lean over to press your hands on the wooden top.”
“No, Daddy. I won’t tease you again.”
“Oh, you can tease me all you want, Princess. But no lies. This was a small untruth, so this will be a light spanking. Ten swats.”
“Ten? That’s a lot.”
“Do you want to try for fifteen?” he asked, giving her a reproving glance that warned Tiffanie to stop while she was ahead.
“No. Ten is good.”
“Hands on the table,” he said.
She slowly rotated and leaned over, pointing her bottom toward him. Phineas raised the shirttail up to drape over her back. The cool air rushing over her exposed skin made Tiffanie shiver. All those stories she’d read about Little girls getting spanked rushed into her mind. When her Daddy’s hand rubbed over her butt, she jumped.