“Daddy,” she wines at me, looking as if I’m not being serious at this moment.
“Do you think he would’ve been this rough with me?” She asks as she slowly makes her way to the bed without getting undressed; alright by me… for now.
“I’d like to think so, little girl. I want you to be aware of all this. You need to know what kind of men are out there,” I say calmly, trying to show my intent is to help her while also helping myself to her. She’s been waiting far too long for the touch of a man. Far too long for me. Her daddy.
Bella nods her head and climbs into bed, sliding in right beside me. She’s so trusting; it melts my heart. She looks up to me, and I can see she wants me to show her. It’s burning in her eyes. She’s curious.
I bring a hand to her waist and a leg over her, sliding my hard cock against her dress. I can’t get on top of her, no, not just yet.
“Is it bad to want this?” She asks, seeming nervous.
“Not at all, baby. It feels good, doesn’t it?” I ask, as I slide my hand up her dress and begin to rub her tits through the thin, sheer fabric.
“If I like it when you do it, does it mean I would’ve liked it if he did?”
Her worried look concerns me.
“Show me how he would’ve reacted, daddy. Show me what it looks like when a man loses all control of his senses,” she whispers; it’s almost as if she’s reading my mind.
This is the time I’ve been waiting for. The gift I picked up for her is nothing compared to the gift of showing her just how naughty a man can be.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I ask, seeing the concern and desire built in her face.
“What would’ve happened to me if you hadn’t come to my rescue?” She asks, raising an eyebrow to mirror that confused look she’d given me earlier.
I tighten my grip on her tit, and adjust my leg so I can slide on top of her body.
I kiss her gently, then harder, as I grind my dick against her spot through the dress that’s still somehow on.
“Daddy,” she moans, wiggling around under my hold.
“I’m going to show you, little girl.” I assure her, sliding my hand down to the bottom of her dress and yanking it up, seeing that she’s not wearing any panties.
I’m certainly not fond of the idea of no panties, especially when she’s at work.
“Where the hell are your panties?” I ask, ripping my lips from hers.
“I forgot them today…,” she confesses, and my dick can’t help but to throb.
“Now daddy’s really going to have to fuck you,” I tell her through clenched teeth.
I slide my cock out, revealing what’s been holding back all night for her.
6
BELLA
I can’t believe I forgot to wear panties today. I don’t know how I could’ve forgotten them. I was in a rush; I just didn’t want to be late. Now, by the look on his face, I know daddy isn’t happy with me…
“Bella, you drive all these fucking men wild and you can’t remember to toss some panties on? You’re sexy as hell, but it would drive men crazier if they knew you weren’t wearing panties. The man in the hall could’ve easily lifted your dress up to fuck you, if he had his way.”
I feel bad knowing how right is. I should know better.
As I feel him push against my pussy with the head of his cock, I begin to wiggle around under him again.
“Don’t do that; you need to know how dangerous it could be if I hadn’t shown up to save you.” He moans against my ear.
He’s turning me on, speaking how he is to me. I can feel myself grow wetter for him by the second.