Page 19 of Daddy's Treat
“So they make out in these books of yours?”
Penny licks her lips. “Oh, yes.”
“And do they do this?” I cup one of her pert little breasts in my hand, kneading the small mound, then teasing her nipple with my fingers. Her lips part on a moan, her eyes are clenched shut. “Do they?” I ask again, giving her nipple a little pinch to get her attention.
“Yessss…”
“And this?” I trail my hand down her body and cup her pussy in my big hand. Fuck, she’s so wet she’s soaked through to her leggings. I bite back a groan. I want nothing more than to rip her pants off and bury myself in her silken heat.
Not yet. Soon.
“Yes,” she hisses. “Lots.”
“So, there’s a lot of foreplay then?”
She wriggles, trying to get friction. I take my hand away, not giving her the chance to find relief. The frustrated little sounds she makes go straight to my cock. She’s fucking beautiful like this. Needy and almost mindless with desire.
“What about this?”
I cover her body with my own, lifting one thigh up until it’s hooked around my waist. My cock is right up against her pussy. I roll my hips, mimicking sex. My cock is so hard it hurts. Teasing her is a double-edged sword because I’m getting as good as I give. “Do they do this in your naughty books?”
She moans, moving her hips in rhythm with my movements. “Yes, Kade! Yes, yes!”
“They have sex, then?”
“Mhmmm…” It’s part conformation, part moan.
“What else do they do in these books?”
Her eyes are glazed over, and she’s practically writhing with need beneath me. “D-different positions and stuff.”
I’m intrigued by the ‘stuff,’ but I’ll focus on the different positions for now. I raise up to my knees again, chuckling at Penny’s whimpers of disappointment. She gasps in surprise when I flip her to her hands and knees. Her little ass waves in the air, begging for a spanking.
I really am going for sainthood because I stuff that desire down—now isn’t the time. Right now, we are laying the foundation for what I hope will help show her how sweet letting go of control can be. It’s the first step to seeing if she is submissive or not.
Gripping Penny’s hips, I rock her back into me, grinding my cock into her ass each time she comes in contact. Over and over, I manipulate her movements, once again mimicking what it could be between us if we were actually having sex right now.
“Do they do this, shortcake?”
“Harder.” I’m not sure if she’s just answering my question or if she’s asking for me to go harder.
“Are you telling me they fuck hard in your naughty books?” My question comes out a bit strangled. I need to stop this, or I’m going to end up pulling my cock out and coming all over her upturned butt.
“Yes, when they… make love… it’s hard.”
“Oh no, shortcake, fucking is not the same thing as making love. Tell me what they do. I want to hear you say it.”
I grip her hips hard and pull her back, thrusting into her so our bodies crash together. We both moan when I grind into her before pulling back. I can’t seem to stop myself from doing it again. “Say it,” I command as I thrust again. “Say it!” I grind against her again, driving us both to the edge of insanity.
“They fuck!” she cries out with a little sob. “Please, Kade. Please!”
I cover her back with my body, kissing her neck. “Good girl.” I kiss her again, teasing. “Do you know what good girls get?”
She nods like she was expecting that question. And maybe she was. I have a fairly good idea what kind of books my little shortcake likes to read late at night. Kinky. “A reward.”
“That’s right. Good girls get rewards. Roll over.”
Once she’s settled on her back, I pull her leggings and panties off in one motion. She doesn’t protest one little bit. In fact, she’s watching me with excited eyes. I lay between her thighs, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy is shaved bare, I run my fingers over her smooth skin, looking up at her in surprise.