“Yes. Yes!”
“Not yet.” Her groan of disappointment made him grin. He had other plans for her for now. “Hold still, as still as you can.”
“Why?”
“No questions, Ky,” he said, his tone stern before he smacked her ass with his open palm.
“Oh!”
She let out a moan, and she bowed her head. He spanked her again, his hand making a loud smacking sound on her wet skin.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“Yes, but mmm, it feels good, too.”
He kept spanking her until her skin went pink, then he slid an arm around her and his fingers went back to her clit. He smacked her cute butt over and over as he played with her clit, rubbing it, rolling it between his fingers, and soon she was shaking, ready to come.
“Oh, God, Rock. I need to come!”
“How do you ask me, babygirl?”
“Please. Please let me come, Daddy?”
He kept one hand on her swollen little clit, and he used the other to slip between her thighs from behind and pressed into her sweet pussy. She started to come almost instantly, shivering, crying out.
“Daddy! Yes, Daddy! Ohhhh!”
Feeling her come, her pussy clenching around his fingers, hearing her call him Daddy, was making his cock rock-hard, but he wanted to please her first. He could wait.
He pulled her into his arms, turning her to face him, and she collapsed against his chest, her cheek over his heart. He held on to her under the spray of warm water. She felt amazing. Part of him could hardly believe they were there together like this. But mostly it just felt right.
She lifted her face and stood on her toes to steal a kiss, then her hand went down, sliding over his thigh before her soft hand caressed his cock.
“Daddy, may I?”
His cock jumped.
“Only if you want to, baby.”
“I don’t want to,” she said, making his heart sink for a brief moment. “I need to. I need to touch you. I need to have you in my mouth. May I?”
“Oh, yeah,” was all he could say.
She went down on her knees and stroked with her fingers, then grasped his shaft in her small hand before pressing her lips to the tip. He groaned with pleasure, a pleasure he’d never felt before. Because it was her.
Then she took him into her mouth, a little at a time, and he had to gasp for air, it was so intense. Her tongue was swirling over the head of his cock, her hand working the heavy shaft, and the sensation was making his legs go weak, his cock swelling even more.
“You’re gonna make me come, Ky.”
She let him go long enough to murmur, “Yes, come for me, please, Daddy.”
That was all it took, that soft plea, and calling him Daddy. Pleasure shot through him, filled his cock, then he came, hard. He expected her to pull back, but she kept sucking his cock, stroking with her hand, until he was empty.
He pulled in a deep breath and Kyra got to her feet. Their arms wound around each other, and they stood like that for a long time, just being close to each other.
“Was that okay?” she asked after a while.
“Okay? It was incredible. You’re incredible.”