“Go potty, little girl.”
Her quick dart inside told him everything. Her wiggles before they got up were a sign she needed to use the bathroom. Tucking her inside a diaper would prevent any accidents.
Caden turned on the shower to warm up and grabbed a couple of fresh towels to hang by the clear glass door. “I’m getting in the shower, little girl. Come join me when you finish.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Stepping into the large, tiled shower, Caden celebrated his decision to enlarge the shower. Having extra room to accommodate two people easily was essential. He dunked hishead under the spray and wet his hair. Quickly, he shampooed his hair. As he rinsed the suds, cool air wafted over his wet body.
“Hi, Brookie,” he greeted her.
Her fingers stroked over his chest. He squinted one eye open to see her avidly ogling him. Caden reached out a hand to bring her close. “Hi, little girl. Are you ready to get clean?”
“Daddy! I’m getting wet,” she protested, squirming against him.
She could have kept that motion up forever. His cock was automatically on alert.
“Daddy…” Her voice trailed off.
“Ignore my erection. I’m always going to get hard from the feel of your wet, gorgeous body wiggling on me.”
“It’s hard to ignore,” she whispered.
“Concentrate on waffles,” he suggested, turning so she stood in the stream of warm water.
He pumped the unscented gentle liquid soap into his hand. He spread the silky cleanser over her skin, enjoying caressing her. His little girl’s moan of delight told him she enjoyed his efforts as well. She gasped as he slid his fingers through her pink folds.
“Sore?”
“No… Turned on,” she admitted.
“That’s a good thing. I know the feeling.”
Her gaze returned immediately to his cock. “Can I touch you now?” she asked.
“How about if you help Daddy get clean?” Caden pumped the soap into her hand. Immediately, she focused on her task, spreading the cleanser over him as he attended to her.
Caden swallowed a laugh as her dedication to assisting him vanished. She simply drew a line down the center of his torso before wrapping her soapy hand around his shaft. Brooklyn carefully coated his cock with body wash and drew her handsone over the other, pulling on his shaft. Her first touch made his eyes roll back into his head—the second and third made him harder than stone.
“Brookie, I’m going to come all over you if you keep touching me like that,” he warned.
“Mmm. Yes, please.”
Her hands twisted slightly around him as she pulled on his cock.Holy fuck!Where did she learn that move?
He leaned his shoulders against the tiled shower wall for stability. Staring down his torso, he watched her hands move on his shaft. Caden couldn’t decide what was more erotic—the sensations she created with her touch or the hot-as-hell visual he was devouring. As she threatened his control, he decided he didn’t care.
She tilted her head to peek up at him. Caden had a split second to realize she was up to something before one of her hands lifted from his shaft to cradle his balls. He hadn’t thought her caresses could get any better. Caden was wrong.
Brooklyn tugged gently at his sac, drawing a low moan from his lips. Three more drags of her hand over his cock and Caden was done. His cum splattered over her stomach, marking her in an animalistic way that registered deep inside him. She was his.
He pulled her to him and hugged Brooklyn close. She pressed kisses to his skin as she clung to him. “Little girl. You’re amazing. Thank you.”
“That was fun,” she whispered into his ear.
Caden closed his eyes, savoring her feather-light breath brushing him, like a physical caress to his highly sensitized skin.
“I’m glad you like to touch your daddy and make me feel good. I love to see you come.”
