Call Me Daddy

I’m smiling as I meet his eyes, and his are still burning, still fierce.

“That was barely the beginning, sweet Laine,” he says, and his fingers reach for the button on my jeans.Chapter TwelveNickMy beautiful girl’s eyes as so wide as I unbutton her jeans. Her cheeks flushed and her breath short as I pull down the zipper and slide the denim down her legs.

Her knickers are perfect. Plain white cotton, understated and innocent. She’s perfect.

She steps out of the jeans so gracefully, and she still has her socks on, fluffy and pink and cute enough to make my cock twitch.

I drop to my knees, my face so close to her sweet pussy, hidden by knickers that are damp, and my breath lands right where I know she’s so tender. Dainty fingers brush my scalp, twist in my hair, and she murmurs.

“Show me,” I whisper, and my hands grip her pale thighs so firmly, coaxing her until she shifts her legs apart.

Her skin is clammy on the inside of her thighs. I smile at the sweetest little birthmark. Not far below her pussy. It’s almost like a heart.

I can see the promise of hair through the cotton, darker than the perfect blonde on her head, and it takes every scrap of restraint not to tear those knickers down and gorge on her sweet little cunt.

But slowly. Softly.

Gently.

I press my nose to the damp cotton and breathe in deep, and she smells divine. My sigh of pleasure tells her so, and her fingers tighten on my scalp.

“Nick…” she whispers before her voice trails off.

That will have to stop.

But not now.

Not this moment.

She tenses as I press my lips to her through the fabric. Whimpers as I rub my nose up and down, over the hard little clit I know is so horny for me. I taste her wetness, my tongue pushing at her through damp cotton, and I hold her tight, my hands on her firm little ass, squeezing and stroking as I lap at her knickers.

“Ah…” she whispers. “That’s… ah…”

I suck at her. Grip her knickers in my teeth and tug, then suck some more.

She’s squirmy in my hands, breathless again, letting out the little murmurs I love so much. I ease her thighs further apart, and she presses her pussy to my mouth like such a greedy little girl.

Yes. She’s a greedy little girl.

My greedy little girl.

My cock fucking loves that.

I hook the elastic and peel her knickers down so slowly. She closes her legs as I slide them over her ankles, and she’s nervous again, shielding her most delicate treasure.

I stare up at her until she meets my eyes, and then I shake my head.

“No,” I say. “Never hide yourself from me. I want to see you.”

She gives me a little nod, but her thighs stay closed.

“Everything, Laine,” I tell her, and my voice is firm. “Show me that beautiful pussy.”

She takes a deep breath and shuffles her feet wide, her sweet young slit glistening pink and perfect.

“Stunning,” I tell her. “You’re absolutely stunning, Laine. So sweet.” I lean in and touch my tongue to her naked flesh, and she’s soft and wet and delicious. I flick my tongue a little and she gasps a shuddery breath. “You taste divine, Laine. Absolutely divine.”

“I do?” she says and I smile up at her innocence.

I tease my fingers up the inside of her thighs. So softly, I brush the delicate petals and spread them wide until she’s raw and exposed. Her clit is a glorious bud, swollen and ripe, paddling in her excitement and begging to be sucked.

I blow a warm breath on her and she squirms. Tugs at my hair.

“Nick… please…”

Her head is tipped back, and I know her eyes are closed. I know she’ll be screwing them shut as I run the point of my tongue along her slit and fasten my mouth so tightly on her puffy little mound. I stare up at her as I suck, and she’s gasping so delightfully that I can’t help palming my cock through my trousers.

Her fine nest of dark blonde hair tickles my nose. Her scent is the most heavenly nectar, hitting me right in the temples as my tongue probes to find her innocence. I daren’t push in too far. Daren’t spoil that sweet virgin pussy.

I press a hand to her belly and tell her to lie down on the bed. On Jane’s bed.

“On your back,” I say. “Legs to your chest, nice and wide.”

Her eyes are on mine as she positions herself like a good girl, hooking her elbows under her knees and holding them tight. Her fluffy pink socks are cute enough to fucking die for. I kneel up onto the bed beneath her, and her pussy is presented so eagerly. How I’d love to free my cock and push in deep, breaking that tight virgin hole and taking her hard enough that she knows without any doubt who she belongs to.