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As he moved lower, I couldn’t decide if I was frustrated or relieved, but that discussion was ridiculous because what I should’ve been thinking about was his final destination.
“You smell so good, sweetie.” Daddy’s voice had gone low and husky as he kissed around my hips and pushed my legs apart and up so he could settle in between them. “You taste so good too.”
He said the…
Oh…
As his tongue flicked over me, every brush and lick seemed to scatter a few more brain cells because all I could do was moan and twitch. When I tried to grab him—why, I didn’t know—he just chuckled against me and reached up to pin my hands to the bed.
Daddy was so strong.
Even his tongue was strong.
Part of me wanted to beg him to keep going forever, but another part of me wanted to beg to be fucked and knotted and another part just wanted to lick him all up. Nothing worked, though. Daddy seemed to be making me more stupid with every kiss.
He’d killed so much of my brains I was surprised when the fuzzies came inching back in and my entire body felt heavy and aching. Daddy must’ve known because he nearly purred against me as his tongue seemed to get even bigger.
Oh, it was his fingers.
Brains.
Gone.
“Daddy…” My voice sounded far away and muffled but it made Daddy moan against me, so it must not have sounded weird to him.
“Yes, that’s my good boy.”
I loved making Daddy happy but I couldn’t figure out what I’d done…and that got even harder to figure out when he kissed my cock and his fingers stretched me wider and nudged my gland.
Oh…that was…
Shaking, I could feel my orgasm starting to build, but when it was close enough to fire through me, Daddy pulled it away.
Mean Daddy.
“No, slut. You don’t get your first orgasm until I’m inside you.” Daddy’s stern words made me realize I might not have kept the mean Daddy thing just in my head.
Oops.
But it took me a long time to find enough brain cells to realize what else he’d said.
My first orgasm?
By the time I was imagining wonderfully naughty ways he could give me lots of orgasms, the fuzzy warmth was back and keeping track of anything else was hard. It was so hard, I didn’t realize Daddy was sitting up and taking off his clothes until I was already pouting.
“Is this really the time to get dramatic?” His hands stilled on his pants and he raised one eyebrow.
No was probably the right answer but all I could do was lick my lips and nod, then shake my head.
Daddy sighed and then he was the one shaking his head. “Ask a silly question.”
Huh?
“I love you, Daddy.” Yes, that was even better than thanking him. But manners were important. “Thank you, Daddy.”
Yes, that covered everything.
It even made him smile…and made him more naked.
