Page 24 of Daddy's Lesson

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Page 24 of Daddy's Lesson

Thankfully, Lennon said nothing of the sort.

“How does it feel, touching yourself?” he asked.

My breath caught in my chest as I opened my mouth to answer. What did he want from me? “I… I… good, I guess.”

Lennon’s only reply was a soft chuckle.

I felt so awkward, as if I was messing everything up. How could he possibly want to be with me after this?

But his voice was soft, sexy, and cajoling when he spoke again. “Just imagine that the hands touching you are mine. They will be tomorrow.” There was a raw lust in his voice, and the fact that I could tell he was affected just by the thought of me touching myself did something to me. It made me feel sexy. It made it all feel a little bit less ridiculous.

“I can’t wait to have you touch me,” I panted into the phone. “What… what are you gonna do?”

“Oh babygirl…” His breath was a deep shuddering sigh. “I’m gonna do whatever I want for as long as you’ll let me.”

“Oh.” What else could I say? I spread my thighs a bit wider, giving myself a better angle, and inhaled deeply as my fingers caressed my wet, swollen folds, imagining they were Lennon’s fingers.

“I’m going to worship your body…”

I slipped one of my fingers inside my channel and brushed my swollen clit with the pad of my thumb.

“I’m going to lay you on your bed and strip you naked. I’m going to kiss your mouth so hard you’re going to feel it in your soul. When I’ve kissed you so thoroughly your lips actually hurt, I will kiss you everywhere else. I’ll start with your collarbone, and trail down your cleavage. I’ll cup your breasts and take your rosy nipples into my mouth, licking them until they are hard and tight.”

God. I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my lips as I pictured what he was describing, with Lennon’s sleek, sweaty, naked body poised over mine. I swallowed hard and rubbed my clit harder, bucking my hips as I fucked myself harder, deeper, faster. I no longer felt self-conscious about doing so. Surely that was part of his plan.

“I’ll lay a trail of kisses down your belly, until I reach your sweet mound. You’ll cry out for me. Your pussy will be swollen and wet, craving my touch, but I’ll kiss your bikini line first, your inner thighs, all the way down to your knees, until you’re begging and crying my name.”

“Lennon.” My voice was a ragged whisper as my ministrations reached a fever pitch. My body started to heat from the inside out.

“Ah, ah, babygirl, you better slow down. I haven’t finished my story.”

“Ah, ah, ah!”

I tried to slow down, to force myself to deny the orgasm I felt cresting. I was about to give in to the pleasure when Lennon’s voice cut through my lust- filled haze, sharp and commanding.

“Don’t even think about coming, babygirl. Your pleasure belongs to Daddy.”

My body froze. My fingers stilled. My blood turned from lava to ice. “W-what?” I stuttered.

There it was again. The deep, melodic chuckle. “I think you heard me just fine.”

“B-but you told me to touch myself!” I accused, sitting up like a shot and pulling my shirt back over my shoulders, furiously working the buttons while I glared at the phone as if he could see the ‘tude I was throwing at him.

“I did. I wanted to get you more comfortable with your body, and I wanted to teach you to take my commands, even when it felt unnatural.”

My glare deepened even as I admitted to myself that it had worked.

“You did very well,” he continued. I could almost hear him smiling through the phone. “Tomorrow Daddy’s good girl will get a reward.”

God, I wanted a reward. My mind danced over all the delicious things that one word could mean. But I was still mad, and I was not ready to give up my anger just yet. “What if I’m not?”

“What if you’re not what?”

“What if I’m not Daddy’s good girl?” I asked coyly. “What if I…?”

“What if you… what? Touch yourself after we get off the phone? Make yourself come? Decide to be a bad girl instead of a good girl? Is that what you mean?”

“Mmm-hmm.” I couldn’t have managed actual words. My mouth was dry. My heart was racing.




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