Page 102 of We Three Kings
“Well, I…I can…”
When her fingers brush my bulge, I almost come in my pants. Adorable she can’t say the words. “You want to suck my cock?”
“I want to try. I don’t have much experience.”
The confession fades to a whisper. I hate that she’s embarrassed. “Never be ashamed. That’s one of the things that attracts me to you, little one. You’re sweet and innocent. It’s refreshing.”
My approval makes her head fly up. An expression full of hope greets me.
“Really?”
“Yeah, and there’s nothing I want to see more than you on your knees for me with my dick in your mouth.”
Desire darkens her eyes and pebbles her nipples under my tee-shirt she wears as an improvised dress. We really need to get her own clothes, but damn if I don’t want to.
She slowly climbs down to the carpet, tucking the thick material under her legs and reaches for the button at my waist. Determination scrunches her face as she slides down the zipper and releases me from the confines of my boxer briefs.
Fuck her small hands feel incredible stroking over my leaking head. “See that come? That’s for you. Because of you.”
Her smile blazes an inferno straight to my heart. I fucking love making her happy.
Her eager tongue flicks out lapping the pre-come like a kitten with milk. “That’s right little one. Take what’s yours.”
My praise spurs her on, and she licks farther down the seam of my shaft to my balls. When she gingerly tastes the sensitive skin, my body quakes from the pleasure. “God you’re such a good, good girl.”
“I want to make you happy.”
I fight to bring myself back from the haze she put me into and look down at her. She needs praise more than I need for her to suck me off. I circle her throat which moans in approval under my fingers. “You do, little one. Happier than I’ve ever been.”
She smiles and pushes against the restraint of my palm, eager to get back to pleasing me. When her lips part and she shoves my dick to her tonsils, I have no choice. My fingers tangle in her hair and I guide her back and forth but never letting her go free. “You are incredible. You take my cock like the queen that you are Seraphina.”
Small hands cover mine, attempting to entwine our fingers. Fucking beautiful sight to see us connected. “Daddy loves seeing you suck his dick. This is your dick. Yours alone. All my come is for you.”
Teeth graze my skin, and I’m done.
“I’m about to blow, little one.”
I grab her under her arms, and my cock pops from her mouth. I lift her to standing and spin her around, palming her back to force her face down on my desk. “Open your legs.”
Immediate response to my command and after I shove up the hem of my shirt and rip off her panties, her glorious pink cunt comes into view. I cup her mound using my middle finger to circle her clit. She’s already wet and more cream floods my skin as I work her good.
Moans roll in her slender throat, and she rides my hand. I help her by clutching her hip and establishing a rhythm with her frantic jutting into my palm. “That’s it. Get off from my fingers in your pussy.”
She clenches around my digit, so I slide in another, finding the spot again we discovered last night.
“Yes Daddy. Right there. Rightthere.”
Now who’s the bossy one. I chuckle from her adamancy and back off. When she huffs in frustration, I smack her pert ass.
With a yelp, she stills in response, and I go at her again with the reminder to trust me. “Who takes care of you?”
“You do, Daddy.”
“That’s right.”
She doesn’t know that winding her up will make her orgasm that much better. I take her to the brink again and again until both of us can barely stand the anticipation.
I curl over her back with my lips on her ear while I stroke my cock. “Who owns you?”