Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Very good,” I growl, taking back my hand so I can suck her juices off my finger, moaning at the perfection of her taste. “Would you like to see my cock?”
“Oh, please.”
It’s getting harder and harder to restrain myself, especially because she’s so sweet and eager, but I swallow my urgency and stand, position Mila on the edge of the bed facing me. I move my hips closer and unzip my pants, taking a moment to stroke her hair and rub her mouth with my thumb. Then I fist my dripping dick and take it out, seed shooting from the tip when she gasps, her little tits pebbling inside her dress. The perfect combination of innocent and horny.
Daddy is going to ride you till he dies, little girl.
“Is it going to hurt?” Mila whispers, scooting backwards on the bed.
I catch her ankle and drag her closer, leaning over her body until she lands on her back, her tits heaving up and down. “Only for a little while,” I say, licking into her mouth and kissing her until I feel the tension ebbing from her sexy body and she’s back to whimpering for more. “It’s going to feel unnatural having my cock inside you, stretching that cute, little hole. But there’s nothing more natural than Daddy breeding his baby girl.”
“Breeding?”
“Mmmm.” I push her thighs open and almost climax at the sight of her naked pussy, pink and glistening in the afternoon light, like a rosebud after the rain. “Ripe little girl. You’ve been asking without words for Daddy’s come, haven’t you?” I lean over Mila and stroke my cock, just above her belly. “I’ve been smelling your tight pussy waking up and changing for months. Your body knows it’s breeding time. There are some people out there who think I shouldn’t come in my little girl. But if that’s true, why do you make my dick so hard?”
Mila’s back arches on the bed and she moans, squeezing her tits through the purple material. “Touch me, please. I’m burning up.”
“I know what you need.” I retreat back and catch her knees in my hands, leaning down to drag the tip of my tongue up the center of her pussy. Fuck. She tastes like heaven, sugary sweet and smooth as silk. My cock is leaking all over the bed as I devour her virgin flesh, tapping her clit with my tongue until she comes out to play, then riding her with long, thorough strokes, back and forth, up and down, until Mila is like a wildcat above me, ripping at the comforter with her fingernails and squirming her hips all over the place.
“I can’t wait any longer,” I growl, coming to a kneel and unbuttoning my shirt as fast as I can, ripping it off and throwing it aside. Until I’m shirtless, I forget my tattoos have been hidden from view since coming to town.
But I remember when Mila’s eyes go as wide as silver dollars.
“Daddy,” she breathes, raking me with her gaze. “You are a bad man.”
With my teeth bared, I take hold of the neckline of her dress and rip it down the center, leaving her completely naked. My personal virgin sacrifice—and she’s even more incredible than I could have ever envisioned with her dusky nipples, rounded hips and open thighs. I take my cock and smack it against her pussy, spend dribbling from my tip to slip into her folds. “I’m your bad man now, little girl.” I position my shaft at her entrance and she sucks in a breath, her expression half brave, half terrified. “We’re going to be bad together.”
I lean down and snare her mouth in a kiss, then I sink my cock halfway inside her, roaring my triumph against her lips. She’s restless underneath me, her whimpers less blissful than before, but I know we can’t stop now or she’ll only remember the pain. So I reach down between our lower bodies and tease her clit with my thumb. I kiss her mouth with every ounce of passion inside me and little by little, my dick pushes deeper into her tight cunt.
“Oh, little Mila,” I growl into her ear. “You’re a very good girl giving this pussy to Daddy. He’s wanted it so bad.”
“I’m trying,” she whines, shifting her hips. “It’s so big.”
“You don’t have to try. Just keep your legs open and let Daddy have his way.”
When I bottom out in her pussy, I wrestle back the bellow into my throat. Jesus, she’s tighter than I ever could have imagined. It takes every ounce of my self control not to throw her ankles up over my shoulders and rail her like a man without morals. That’s what I used to be, before she became the light of my life. As such, she’s going to get my patience, my concentration. My love.