A groan pours from my chest.
“You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you, baby?” I cradle the back of her head. Slowly and carefully, I guide her lips toward my cock. “Open your mouth, sweetheart.”
My good little girl does as she’s told. The sight of my cockhead breaching her lips is breathtaking. I have to snap myself out of my stupor to tell her what to do next.
“Good girl. Now wrap your lips around me.”
The heat of her mouth is heaven. I resist the urge to close my eyes, not wanting to miss a single second of the view before me. She swirls her tongue experimentally around the tip.
“Fuck…Eden.” I swallow hard. Eden’s gaze silently asks what she should do next.
“That’s good, baby. Really good. Now relax your jaw. Careful of your teeth. Let your tongue slide against… Yeah just like that, sweet girl. You’re doing such a good job…making Daddy feel so good.”
The head of my cock hits the back of her throat. She tries to take me deeper and gags. I grasp her hair gently and ease her off my dick.
“No, baby, don’t push yourself.”
She whines softly in frustration. “But I can barely take half of it.”
“Here, give me your hand.” I wrap her fist around my shaft. “Use your hand to stroke whatever doesn’t fit in your mouth.”
Following my lead, she strokes her hand up and down my cock as she bobs her head. The wet heat of her mouth and the smooth drags of her hand bring me closer and closer to the edge.
“Oh, fuck, Eden, baby, that’s perfect.” It’s a battle of wills not to buck my hips, but I don’t want to accidentally give her more than she can handle on her first try.
After a few experimental flicks of her tongue, I feel ready to burst. My balls tighten. I try to guide her off my cock.
“Baby, I’m going to come.”
She hums around my cock, and my words choke off as the vibrations hit me. She must sense my reaction, because she hums again, longer and with intention. My eyes roll back, and I’m treated to the most delicious type of torture.
“Eden,” I grit through clenched teeth. “If you don’t stop, Daddy’s gonna come in your mouth.”
I groan as she squeezes my shaft and sucks harder. Jesus, she actually wants to taste my seed.
My hand fists in her hair as I feel my hot release surging into my dick.
“You want it? Then fucking take it,” I growl as pleasure rockets through me.
I see the naked surprise on Eden’s face as I shoot my load into the back of her throat. She tries her best to swallow it all, but after a few seconds, she pops off with a cough, breathing heavily.
“You okay, baby?” I rasp.
She clears her throat and nods. “I’m good, Daddy.”
“That you are, sweetheart.” Smiling, I swipe a drop of my seed from the corner of her mouth with my thumb.
My mind is still reeling from my orgasm when Eden crawls back up to lay beside me. She trails her hand up my abs just as I reach out to cup her face, pulling her in for a kiss. She tastes like me; my chest swells with an emotion I’m too afraid to name as I realize how happy this makes me.
“Did I do it right?” she asks, her voice barely audible above the hum of the air conditioner.
“Yeah,” I say with an airy laugh. “You were perfect.”
Her eyes narrow into crescents as she smiles. The warm light from the hotel lamp brings out the golden undertones in her hair. I run my fingers through the strands, aware of her watching me catch my breath.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I tell her. “I can’t believe you’re real.”
“Funny,” she says. “I was just thinking the same thing about you.”
Kissing her tenderly, I draw her tight to my chest. She melts against me, snuggling close, as I drape an arm over her side. We stay like that for a while, safely tucked away in our own little bubble, far from the outside world and its consequences—and make no mistake, I tell myself, there will be consequences.
But fuck if I can muster the will to care.
Lying here with Eden, feeling the light puffs of her breath against my collarbone, I can’t think of anything more pressing or important than making sure this isn’t a one-off thing. Taking her to bed would be reason enough to reconsider the role I want to play in her life. Letting her call me Daddy, calling her my baby girl… It changes everything.
I’m invested in her now. In her happiness, as well as her pleasure. I want to take care of her, not because I promised her dad that I’d look out for her, but because it’s what I want to do.