Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Kestrel rose again and opened the front clasp of her bra, letting her heavy breasts free. After sliding the straps down her arms and tugging the lace out from under her, he shifted down and pulled her panties off, too.
Breathing heavily, she watched as he rose from the bed, took off his own underwear, and then snagged a box from the nightstand. He cursed under his breath as he removed the cellophane wrapper. “I should’ve done this earlier,” he apologized.
She disagreed. She enjoyed watching him struggle. For one thing, she liked knowing he had that unopened box in his drawer. It said a lot about him. He’d been prepared, but not quite ready. Plus, the slight fluster made her feel cherished and important.
He finally held up a condom triumphantly.
She giggled. “You don’t really need that, Daddy,” she finally told him.
He lifted both brows.
She shrugged. “I mean, I assume you’ve been tested since the last time you were with someone; I’m certainly clean, and I’ve taken birth control for years to regulate my periods.”
He stood frozen for a moment before licking his lips. “You sure?”
She nodded and reached for him.
He dropped the box and the loose condom in the open drawer and climbed back over her. “With a condom on, I might’ve lasted fifteen seconds. Without a condom, I’ll last five seconds.”
She ran her hands up his back as he settled between her legs. “I bet we could do it twice,” she proposed, feeling bold.
“I bet we could do it five times,” he countered. He lowered his mouth to her neck and kissed a path to her ear. “Once I’ve been inside you, I’m never going to want to pull out.”
She tipped her head to the side to give him better access. “I’m never going to want you to pull out.”
Kestrel brought his mouth to hers, settled his elbows alongside her head, and cupped her face before taking her lips in a heated kiss that made her toes curl. She was moaning into his mouth in seconds. Then she started squirming as her body made its demands. Wetness welled from her core. His cock grew harder and harder where it was lodged against her sex, but he didn’t move.
“Daddy…” she whined when he finally released her lips.
“Let me take my time, Little Swan,” he murmured as he slid down the bed, kissing a path between her breasts.
She whimpered at the loss of his hard length against her, but then her breath hitched as he took one of her nipples into his mouth and twirled his tongue around and around the tip.
Her eyes rolled back and her mouth fell open, but before she could form thoughts or words, he was moving again, kissing a path down her stomach until he reached her sex.
If she’d had the ability to react, she would have been embarrassed and pushed him away, but there wasn’t time. His lips were wrapped around her clit, his tongue flicking the swollen gland as he moaned against her.
“Oh God… Daddy…” A pressure was building and building—so fast she couldn’t stop it. It was the same thing that had happened the night before when he’d given her an orgasm in the tub.
Zara bucked her hips against his mouth. It felt so good. She couldn’t believe he had his mouth on her there, but she wasn’t going to complain. He was humming as though he enjoyed it.
Kestrel gripped her inner thighs, parted her folds, and slid a thumb up inside her.
That was all it took for her to tip over the edge, and then she was falling as pulsing waves of her release consumed her. She might have been moaning, too. She wasn’t sure. All her focus was on how good it felt. If it was always going to be like this, she would never leave the bedroom.
When her Daddy finally lifted his head, he was grinning. He wiped his mouth on the sheet and then crawled up her body until his erection was once again lodged at her entrance.
Zara was panting, unable to catch her breath. “Will it always be like that?”
“Nope. It will get better.” He kissed her, sharing her flavor.
A shudder shook her body as she tasted herself for the first time. Salty and sweet. She supposed she tasted like sex.
Breaking free of his lips, she wiggled. “Need you inside me, Daddy.”
He cupped her face. “You’re sure, Little Swan?”
She nodded. “Please, Daddy…”
He dragged his length along her folds, making her gasp as the exposed nerve endings came back to life. His brow furrowed as he met her gaze. “I’ll go slow, Little one, but it’s going to be tight this first time.”
She grabbed his butt cheeks with her hands, digging her blunt nails into his firm flesh. “I’ll be fine. Make love to me, Kestrel.”
As if their bodies were meant to be aligned, he didn’t even reach between them to line his shaft up with her entrance. It seemed to know where to go on its own.