He watched her bite her lip and try not to smile.
She squeezed harder and started to stroke him. “I just wanted to measure you, Daddy.”
He snorted.
“Can I feel it?” she asked.
“Yes.”
Her hand dived into his shorts, practically tearing them from his body.
“Whoa, easy.”
“Oh my God, Daddy. There’s no way you’re going to fit inside of me.”
“Yes, it will. I promise I’ll fit.”
“Without tearing me apart?”
He rolled his eyes. “There’s no way in hell I’d hurt you.”
“Can I see it?” she asked.
“If you touch me too much more, I’m going to come.”
“Really?”
He gritted his teeth at the enthusiasm in her tone.
“Please, Daddy. I want to make you feel good,” Holly said.
Fuck. He hoped he wasn’t making a mistake. “Go ahead.”
Holly pushed the blanket down and then started to push his shorts down. “Daddy, help me.”
He lifted his hips and felt the shorts slide down, leaving him naked.
“Oh,” she said and gripped his cock with both hands. “Daddy, you’re so big and silky and hard.”
He lay back and let her explore but knew it wouldn’t last long.
She used her thumb to rub the cum seeping out of the top of his cock around the head, and her other hand slipped between his leg to cup his balls. “These are hard, too,” she said. “Are they full?”
“Yes, and if you don’t watch it, you’re going to be bathed in my cum.”
A smile crossed her face. “Really?”
Oh, Jesus Christ. Before he could stop her, she bent forward and sucked his cock into her mouth.
“Fuck!” he yelled.
She giggled and kept sucking. “Am I doing it right, Daddy?”
“Hell, yes.” He could tell she’d never done this before. But that innocence and the fact that she was so enthusiastic about it made him lose control. “Baby, if you don’t want to taste me, you need to back off. I’m going to come.”
She shook her head and kept sucking.
He speared his fingers into her hair. “Then you better drink every drop.”