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Reuben slid his hand around to her tummy, cupping it. The move was possessive.
Then that hand moved up, so it was between her breasts. Guarding her. Protecting her.
She let out a soft sigh.
Reaching up, he removed her pacifier, handing to her and ignoring her protest as he slid two fingers into her mouth.
“Shh. Suck for Daddy.”
She let out a contented sigh as she suckled on his fingers.
“Get them nice and wet for me.”
After a few moments, he drew them free of her mouth.
“Daddy.”
“Put your pacifier back in for me, Little Blossom.” The words were said in a soft tone, but with a hint of steel that told her he meant it.
She pushed her pacifier back into her mouth as he slid his fingers between her legs. She gasped quietly.
“Put your top leg back over mine,” he told her. “That’s it.” He slid his fingers over her pussy, playing with her clit until she was breathing heavily.
“That’s it. Get nice and wet for Daddy.” He rubbed at her clit as he placed kisses along her neck and the top of her shoulder. “My good girl. I want you to come for me.”
Her breath was racing. She wriggled, trying to move, but he kept her still.
“Just lie there. Let Daddy take care of you. Come for me, baby.”
The orgasm wasn’t the most intense or mind-blowing, it simply washed through her, washing away the last pieces of energy. But in a good way, in a way she knew would help her sleep.
Which was probably why Reuben had done it.
Then he slid his fingers down, pushing them deep into her passage. He shuffled down slightly so his arm wasn’t straining.
She waited for him to move them. To do something, but he simply lay there with his fingers inside her.
Faith removed her pacifier. “Daddy? Are you going to keep them there?”
“Hmm. It’s them or my dick. I need to be connected to you.”
The idea of him having his cock inside while she slept . . . yeah, a shudder of pleasure went through her.
“I can tell my baby likes that idea. We’ll do that another time. Maybe while I’m working, I’ll call you into my office and have you sit on my lap for your nap with your pussy keeping my dick nice and warm.”
“Does it get cold, Daddy?” she asked.
“It does.”
“Poor widdle diddle.”
“My dick is not a diddle nor is it widdle and I can’t believe I just said the word widdle.”
To her shock, she giggled.
“I could knit it a scarf, Daddy. I’m good at knitting. I just haven’t done any lately.” Because yarn cost money and she didn’t want to spend any cash on a hobby.
“I think it will survive without a scarf,” he told her dryly.
