Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“How do you know? We didn’t say anything specific about the nature of our relationship.” Valerie looked up at her Daddy as he pulled her back to shut and lock the front door.
He chuckled as he faced her, tipping her head back to meet her gaze. “I know you were still mad at me this morning, Cupcake, but somewhere in your subconscious mind you must not have been too mad because you made time to get into the stickers.” He tapped the front of her dress.
She glanced down and gasped. Sure enough, not only did she have four stickers randomly stuck to her dress, but all of them said Daddy’s Girl.
Heat rose up on her cheeks at her carelessness. “Oops.”
But her Daddy was laughing, and she knew Evan was also a Daddy, so she decided it wasn’t worth feeling too embarrassed. At least that awkward confrontation was now out of the way.
She looked at her Daddy again. “What impromptu thing did you have planned for us for this afternoon?” she asked, confused.
He pulled her closer so their faces were an inch apart. “I was about to take you to your room and remind you how important you are to me with my mouth on your pussy.”
She gasped. He certainly hadn’t mentioned that detail, but she wasn’t opposed.
“After I make you scream, how about if we go back to my house where you can play in your playroom while I make you dinner. I think you’d benefit from some time relaxing in a younger headspace this evening after the stressful twenty-four hours you’ve been through.”
Chapter Fifteen
Valerie squealed as her Daddy dropped her on her bed, and she started panting two minutes later when he had her stripped completely naked.
Moments after that, he had his shirt off, dragged her so her butt was at the edge of the bed, and kneeled between her legs. He pushed her knees wide.
“Daddy…” The breathy word came out sounding like both a moan and a plea.
When Grayson nibbled a path up the inside of her thigh, she fisted her hands in the covers at her sides. Her legs shook. Was he really going to put his mouth on her? She knew people did this, but she’d never... “Uh, Daddy?”
He hummed as he continued kissing her, his lips coming to the tattoo next. “This little cupcake looks so precious, Baby girl. It’s all healed. Is it still tender?”
She shook her head. It was hard to think with his breath hitting her pussy.
He licked the edges of the cupcake before trailing his lips down toward her clit.
Valerie arched her hips clear off the bed the moment Grayson’s tongue flicked her clit. “Oh, God.”
He tossed one forearm over her hips to hold her down. “Be a good girl and stay still for Daddy.”
She whimpered. There was no way she could remain still. Not on her own. But it didn’t seem like wiggling was going to be an option anyway, not with his arm pinning her down. Did he know the restraint made her feel even more aroused?
Suddenly her Daddy sucked her clit into his mouth, and she screamed. The sound startled her, causing her to slam her lips closed.
Grayson lifted his face a few inches. “Don’t hold back, Cupcake. I love your noises.”
She pursed her lips, embarrassed.
He dragged his tongue through her folds and circled her clit.
“Oh!” It just kept getting better. She’d never known this kind of pleasure before, but she suspected it wouldn’t have been the same if someone besides her Daddy had his face between her legs.
“That’s my good girl,” he praised before thrusting his tongue into her channel.
Her eyes rolled back, and her mouth fell open. She was so close to coming. “Please…” The need was making her beg.
Grayson surrounded her clit with his lips again, sucking lightly while he flicked the swollen nub over and over. When he thrust two fingers into her channel, she detonated. The orgasm was so fast and so powerful that she felt like she floated out of her body.
He didn’t let up either. He kept licking and sucking and stroking. So many sensations that kept her orgasm from subsiding, instead pushing her higher and higher. Her body didn’t seem to know she’d just come. It demanded more.
“Grayson,” she shouted. “Need your cock. Please…” She was suddenly not Little. She was fully in her adult headspace, wanting her man inside her.
Grayson rose to his feet, keeping his heated gaze on her while he quickly removed the rest of his clothes, extracted a condom from his pocket, and rolled it down his length.
She wanted to tell him to hurry, but she also loved watching him as he loomed over her. His body was so sexy. Fit and muscular with the perfect amount of ink. She wanted to lick his tattoo the way he’d licked hers.