Until now.
“Please, Daddy, don’t… It’s embarrassing. I’m… I’m all wet down there…please, don’t.”
I meet her eyes as I hold her legs apart. “Why are you wet, baby?”
“Uhhhhh…” She swallows, her little bow-shaped lips forming an ‘O’ shape as she thinks of what to say. She screws up her face, lifting her shoulders. “From… from the champagne?”
I shake my head. “We both know that’s a lie, Lina Marie. You were wet down here before you spilled your champagne, weren’t you?”
She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth, then turns her eyes down as she nods.
“So, you tell Daddy, why are you wet down in your private parts?” I ask again. When she shrugs and says nothing, I lower my voice to a growl. “You’ve always told me the truth, baby. Don’t change that now.”
“It just happens sometimes when I’m… around you…”
My dick nearly tears through my pants. Saliva gathers under my tongue as the room starts to spin. “Good girl. Such a good girl. That’s your body getting you ready, Lina.” I lean over and kiss her parted lips, running my tongue along the seam, and I don’t miss the little tremor that passes through her body.
I pull back on my own little moan because she tastes so fucking good. My cock is already straining with the need to come when she asks, “Ready for what, Daddy?”
I push my hips between her knees. I can smell her pussy, and it’s a scent she’s created just for me. That sweet, savory scent is burning itself into my memory. My cock is throbbing, thickening, growing and reaching out to her, and I don’t miss the way her eyes fix on the tent in the front of my pants.
I lean down to her ear, swiping the edge with my tongue, and whisper, “It’s getting ready for Daddy’s cock, baby.” I start to sink to my knees. “Among other things. Nobody needs to know, it will be our secret…”
Chapter 3
Lina
Ican’t breathe.
Daddy looks me up and down, and it’s like he sees someone else. Or he sees more of me than I’ve ever shown to anyone. I’m not sure, but it’s like the whole world has just spun out of control, and part of me wants off this ride, and the other, bigger part never wants it to end…
I’m not skinny like my mom. I started to get boobs before any of the other girls, and I started to get hips, too, and thighs, and just… I always thought a man like him would never look at me twice. But here he is, getting to his knees in front of me, and the gleam in his eyes is like he’s never seen anything he wants more.
Shame covers me as I feel my body soak my panties again, right as he’s looking directly between my legs. “Sorry, Daddy, I don’t know why this is happening—everything feels funny.”
“Shhh, baby girl,” he croons, licking his lips. “I told you, your body is just making you ready for Daddy’s big cock. You want that, don’t you?”
I nod. God help me, there’s nothing I want more.
He moves forward, his thick beard tickling the insides of my thighs, and I clench my stomach as I watch him inhale deeply. “Tell me honestly, baby girl, have any boys ever gotten their way with you?”
“What do you mean, Daddy?” My heart is thundering, my mind a mess of short-circuited wiring.
“Has anyone touched you here?” he asks, and as he says the words, he reaches forward, a fingertip dragging down through my pussy, pulling my panties down at the front to reveal the little scattering of pale hair I leave there when I shave.
I shake my head. “No, Daddy. No one.”
“Anyone ever smelled this delicious smell?” He breathes in again, and I shiver.
“No.”
“Good girl. Any boys ever put their cocks in this tight little hole?”
“No! I’d never—”
“Good girl. Such a good girl for Daddy.” He hooks his fingertip into the elastic of my panties and pulls them aside.
“Oh, God,” I whisper. “We shouldn’t do this.”
