Hearing her call me that isn’t something I thought I needed, but as soon as the words are past her lips, I know it’s exactly right. This is how it’s supposed to be.
“Perfect,” I whisper before I cover her pussy with my mouth.
CHAPTER
NINE
KATE
My body moves on its own, and I try to lift my ass, but Wynn makes sure that I don’t go anywhere. He keeps me pinned in place with his arm and his tongue until a needy whimper leaves me.
“Baby girl, are you trying to push more of your pussy into my mouth?”
“Maybe?” I bite my bottom lip and watch him fight a smile.
Seeing him like this makes me relax. Wynn gives me a sense of ease that no one ever has. I have no idea how he does it, but it was the same way when he said he was my daddy. That felt right too.
"You need to trust that I'm going to get you where you need to go."
"I do," I tell him, and it’s true. I’ve never had blind trust with anyone, but with Wynn it’s different.
“That’s my girl.” He turns his head and kisses the inside of my thigh. “One day you’re going to let Daddy tie you to the bed.” I feel a rush of desire seep out of me, and he chuckles. “Oh, you like the sound of that.”
“I never thought I would, but with you”—I hesitate and lick my bottom lip—“it’s different.”
“That’s right. With me it’s different.” He gives me a soft smile. "It's different for me too. With you." This man says all the right things.
"Thank you, Daddy."
"Don't thank me yet. I'm only getting started."
His mouth covers my sex, and he feasts greedily. I grip his hair, needing to touch him, as I spread my legs open wider. I’m giving him all the room he needs, and my reward is pleasure.
Wynn licks up and down the seam of my pussy, only stopping to lap eagerly at my clit. I've been at the edge for so long that I’m already about to orgasm again. The moment he puts his lips on my clit and sucks, I can’t breathe. It’s gentle and slow at first, then quickly morphs into intense pulses. The sounds it makes are dirty and only add to the experience. I grip his short hair tightly as I grow close to climax, then suddenly his mouth is gone.
"You taste so good, but not yet, baby girl. Let Daddy taste you a bit longer."
"Daddy, please."
The look of pride he gives me before his mouth descends again pushes me higher to climax. I have to fight not to move as Wynn uses his fingers to stretch me open for him.
I relish the sensation of his fingers buried deep inside of me and what is to come. I can feel the wall of my sex fluttering around him, trying to pull him deeper inside. His mouth goes back to my clit to lick every part of me, and it’s all too much.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," I chant in a plea.
His mouth lifts long enough to order me to cum for him, and that’s all it takes. My back arches as he throws me over the edge of pleasure and my orgasm ignites. It hits so hard my toes curl and a hum radiates across my skin. It’s like a warm hug as every inch of me is set on fire.
My eyes open when I feel his fingers slip free, and I watch as he sucks them clean. After that, he rises to his feet, and I stare at his cock. It’s freaking big, and I automatically lick my lips. No wonder he wanted to get me ready for him. I don't know if he'll fit inside of me, but I'll try.
"Not tonight, baby girl. We still have work to do before I put this inside of you."
He wraps his hand around his cock and gives a few strokes. A bead of cum forms at the tip and I sit up, almost at the perfect level.
“But I want to. Please.”
“You’ve already done enough.” He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear as he keeps stroking himself.
“But I want more,” I tell him as I peek up through my lashes. “Please, Daddy.”
