“Duchess, when you have your hand on my dick, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t call it weird.”
She giggled. “Sorry, Daddy.”
Some wetness appeared at the slit and she ran her thumb over it, then drew her thumb to her mouth to suck on it.
A hum of pleasure escaped her as his taste burst onto her tongue. She’d thought that it was meant to taste bad.
“Fuck, Duchess. You don’t know how hot you look right now,” he told her.
A flush of pleasure filled her and she moved lower until her face was right up close to his dick. She decided she wanted it in her mouth. She reached out with her tongue and licked her way along the shaft.
Oh. She liked that. So, she did it again. And again. Then she became aware that he was muttering something.
“Are you saying the times tables?”
“Whatever I need to do not to come,” he told her.
“You don’t want to come?”
“Not so quickly. Don’t want you to think I have no staying power. But fuck, your mouth is magic.”
“Yeah?” Well, now she needed to use more of her magic on him. She took the head into her mouth and sucked.
“Fucking hell!” he groaned.
Wrapping her hand around the base, she took more of him in. But instead of moving, she just suckled on him lightly.
Oh. Okay. Maybe she was getting some idea of where he was going with this cock pacifier thing. Because she really liked having his dick in her mouth.
But she really wanted to see him come as well. Moving her mouth from his dick, she sat up and knelt between his thighs, facing him.
“Daddy?”
“Yes?” He opened his eyes to stare up at her. She ran a finger up and down his dick. Ooh, it twitched again. She giggled.
Her attention landed on his balls. She forgot what she’d been going to ask him as she ran a finger over his ball sac.
He groaned.
“Can I touch your balls?” she asked.
“Yes. Be gentle,” he warned.
She’d figured that. She cupped them, surprised by their warmth. With her other hand, she started jacking him.
“Fuck, Duchess. Fuck!” He groaned. “You need to stop.”
She froze. “Did I hurt you?”
He was panting and a light sweat had broken out over his tanned skin, making it glisten.
“No,” he reassured her. “But I’m close to coming.”
“Would that be bad?”
His gaze met hers. “Not for me. Are you sure you want that?”
“I’d like to. If that’s okay,” she added.