He smiled. “Yes, baby girl. I want you very much.”
“No one’s ever wanted me.”
He cupped her cheek in his hand. “I do.”
“Well, um… I want to be with you.”
“Good. Now, I’m going to kiss you,” he said.
Oh, God, yes, she thought. “Okay.”
He bent closer to her, her eyes drifted shut, and he pressed his lips against hers. Her arms came around his neck, and she held on to him tightly. He moved until his upper body was on hers and deepened the kiss when she moaned.
She whimpered when he lifted his head. “More.”
He smiled again and took her lips. The kiss got heated, raising her desire and need.
His leg moved between hers to widen them enough to beable to place his hips in between her thighs. She cried out when he pressed his cock against her swollen, achy clit.
“Oh, God.” Her nails dug into his shoulders when he started humping her, showing her without words what it was going to be like when he finally fucked her.
“Hey, Caylee. I want you to call me Daddy.”
Her eyes squinted open. “Daddy?”
“Yes. You’re going to be my baby girl, and I’m going to be your daddy.”
“I don’t understand,” she said.
“It’s a type of relationship where the man is in charge and the woman, called a little, wants him to make decisions for her and take care of her. Is that something you think you’d like?”
She thought about it for a moment and then nodded. “Yes, I’d like to try.”
“Good girl.”
He lowered his head again. This time, the kiss deepened and became more demanding, and she gloried in every touch. His tongue fucked her mouth in the same way his cock was pushing against her. Her body went crazy, and she begged. “Daddy.”
“I know, baby. I didn’t mean for it to go so far, but you’re so damn sweet I can’t get enough of you.”
“I think that’s good, right?” Her brain was so fuzzy that it was hard for her to contemplate anything.
“Yes, baby, that’s very good.” He started moving down her torso, stopping at her chest. “I want to take my time, but I’m not going to leave you achy and miserable.”
“What are you going to do?”
He unbuttoned the top three buttons and separated the fabric so her breasts were naked. She had the urge to cover herself, but she also liked the feeling of him against her skin.
“Would you like me to make you feel better?”
She looked up at him. “We can have sex?”
“No. I want us to be in our bed the first time. But I can make you feel better right now.”
“How?”
“How about I just show you? Tell me if I frighten you at all.”
She nodded and waited.