Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
She smiled wide and let her eyes close, not responding to him. Probably because she hadn’t remembered the English language yet.
Yeah, Davis was definitely going to silently fist-pump for a number of days, but no one needed to know that. The important thing was he’d helped his Little girl get over a mental block and probably done a lot of leg work to solidify how important she was to him.
Chapter Eleven
“You…” Sue murmured. Her mouth was dry, and she wasn’t sure Davis could hear her soft voice. “You did that.”
Davis chuckled. “I had some help. You were present too.”
She shook her head. Didn’t he get it? This was monstrous. Huge. Earth-shaking.
“Cherry, I can’t make you come if you don’t want it.” He kissed a path up her middle, stopping to nibble on her nipples, one at a time. He wasn’t as gentle this time. He nicked her with his teeth. He suckled her hard. All the while he kept meeting and holding her gaze. It was so fucking hot.
Sue couldn’t break his gaze. She kept thinking it was too intense and she should look away, but she couldn’t.
For one thing, her body was still humming with need. Why? That was hard to process. She’d just come. Hard. Really hard. Delightfully so.
Nevertheless, she had the strangest hum inside her. The kind of vibration that made her feel like she was on the edge of orgasm instead of having just had one.
When Davis found her folds with his fingers, she lifted her hips off the bed. She suddenly understood better. That first orgasm was just an appetizer. He could and would make her come again.
Sue’s lips parted. She wanted to say something. Thank him. Beg him? But she couldn’t come up with the words, and he didn’t need them. He smiled at her and thrust a finger into her pussy.
It was tight and it felt better than anything on earth. Like he fit her or something. Not his finger in her pussy exactly, but his entire body. He fit against her. He fit inside her. He just fit.
Davis didn’t lower his mouth to hers, nor did he resume teasing her nipples. Instead, he watched her face, held her gaze. His had fire burning in it.
He didn’t let her escape his intensity, watching and hovering as he added a second finger and then started scissoring them.
The pressure felt so good. It didn’t hurt. It was tight, but it felt amazing. He slid his thumb over her clit so he could fuck her with his fingers and still apply pressure to the swollen nub demanding more attention.
“Davis…” she murmured his name as she realized she was going to orgasm yet again. Without a vibrator. In front of another person. Not just any person. Her Daddy. The man who insisted she was his.
Could this be real? Could he be her forever man? Her Daddy? Her lover? It was a lot to hope for, but at the moment, she clung to that hope and closed her eyes, letting her body enjoy every moment while she shut her mind down to doubts and rode the roller coaster.
It climbed and climbed while Davis added a third finger to her pussy and rubbed her clit harder.
She would have eventually come from that alone, but suddenly, his lips were on her nipple. When he sucked in that delicious way he did—painfully deep—she came.
This time she wasn’t quite as surprised, but she was equally pleased. The smile on her face as she rode the waves felt permanent. Like it might freeze that way. And she was okay with that.
“You are the singularly sexiest woman alive,” Davis murmured as he eased his hand out of her.
She smiled at him, embarrassed but too happy to care. He’d made her come. Twice. Without the help of batteries or something rechargeable.
This was huge and scary. A host of emotions overwhelmed her. What if this didn’t work out? She would be ruined and devastated. She hadn’t ever been in this sort of relationship before.
The kind where the man cares about more than just himself and makes his woman come before him. Literally and figuratively.
“I’ll never tire of watching you come, Cherry.”
She chuckled, finally thinking she might be able to speak. “I’ll never complain. That was… I didn’t know it was possible, and I don’t have words.”
“I’m so fucking pleased that I’m the first man to give you that. You have no idea.”
She glanced to the side. “Are you just going to lie there and gloat? Or are you going to put that condom on and fuck me already?” She flinched as those words left her usually sweet-as-sugar lips. She couldn’t believe she’d just said fuck.
Davis rose onto his knees again, snagged the condom from the mattress, and ripped it open. “I was trying so hard not to let you see me gloat.”