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Parting her thighs farther, he lowered his face to her pussy. He hovered above her drenched slit and inhaled deeply until his cock pressed so hard against his zipper that he feared it would push its way out of the waistband of his pants.
It might, and he noted it wouldn’t scare her because she wouldn’t see it. That thought made his dick even harder.
Finally, Damon slid his tongue along his Little girl’s slit, lapping up her juices, allowing himself the first taste of her essence. She was even better than he’d imagined. Sweet and salty. Tangy. He would never get enough of her.
Olivia cried out as her pulse picked up and her chest arched off the table again.
Damon nuzzled her clit before flicking it with his tongue. It was swollen and wet, the skin so smooth. He couldn’t wait to remove her curls so he could see it more directly. But first…
He thrust his tongue into her tight channel and groaned when her pussy strangled him. She would be so very tightaround his cock. He would need to stretch her before he could fully consummate their union. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.
She didn’t need him to enter her untouched entrance in order to reach her pleasure, though. She was close already. He could scent her growing arousal. It matched his own.
Resuming his efforts, he suckled her little clit.
“Oh! Daddy! Please…” She started squirming so badly he had to grip her thighs tighter. It was normal. He’d known she would fight him this first time. The sensations she was feeling were overwhelming and powerful, the unknown causing her to writhe against him.
Using his thumbs to hold her labia parted, he flicked her clit rapidly until she attempted to lift her hips off the table. Every muscle in her body tensed, and seconds later, she cried out her pleasure as her body gave up the fight.
Her orgasm was the most beautiful thing he’d ever experienced, all the more perfect because it was her first. She’d taken her mother’s advice and saved it for him. So precious.
Olivia moaned through the waves of pleasure before panting as she finally relaxed her body against the changing table. It wouldn’t last long. He would give her only a few minutes to recover before he brought her to another climax.
“So beautiful, Little rebel. I’m humbled.” He was also seconds from climaxing himself, and he had no desire to refrain, so he released Olivia with one hand, jerked his button open and his zipper down, and freed his cock from his boxers. It took two strokes to bring himself to a climax so powerful that it jutted against her inner thigh.
Olivia’s eyes went wide. She was still fighting for oxygen as she whispered, “Daddy?”
Finally spent—at least for now—he tucked his cock back into his boxers and drew a finger through his fluids on her innerthigh. “My need was as potent as yours, Little rebel.” He brought his finger to her lips. “Open your mouth so you can taste me.”
She parted her lips and let him slide his finger into her warmth. The Little rebel sucked and licked as if she were eating her last meal. When he removed his finger, she licked her lips. “More, Daddy.”
He couldn’t be more pleased. She was so very perfect. But she was not in charge. “Another time, naughty girl. Daddy is going to clean you up and remove your pretty curls now.”
Damon grabbed a warm cloth from the dispenser, gently smoothed it over her folds, and then wiped away his semen from her leg. He grabbed the tube of lotion that would dissolve her hair next and spread it over her mound. “You need to stay still for a few minutes while the lotion does its job. Can you do that for Daddy, or do you need me to strap your legs open?”
“I can do it, Daddy,” she murmured.
“Good girl.” He cleaned the lotion off his fingers. “Now you have an idea of what Daddy means when I speak about your pleasure.”
“An idea?” she asked, her brow furrowed. “I think I get it pretty well.”
He chuckled. “Little rebel, we haven’t even touched the tip of what your pleasure will be like. That was just a small taste. It will be so much more powerful when I push my fingers into your channel. You will also learn to enjoy having my fingers in your bottom.” He gripped her thighs and steadied her as he spoke, anticipating her shock.
Her eyes went wide. It was fascinating how her face had all the same reactions as a sighted person even though he knew she was only seeing light and shadows.
He stroked her inner thighs with his thumbs. “No part of you will be off-limits to Daddy, Baby girl. Not even your bottom. The orgasm you just had will seem like nothing after you’ve takenmy cock inside your body, and even more powerful will be the feeling you’ll get from having my shaft in your bottom.”
She gasped and clenched her bottom cheeks.
Damon reached for another warm cloth and used it to carefully remove the hair from her pussy. The moment her pink folds were bared to him, his cock lurched again in his boxers.
He took his time, making sure all the cream was removed before he lowered his mouth to her folds and nibbled all over her swollen, tender skin.
The whimpers coming from her lips were so precious. Her arousal had only subsided for a few minutes. It was back. Her need was growing. Her folds were wet. He decided not to let her come again right now, though. She needed to learn patience. She needed to learn to obey him.
He grabbed a tube of ointment from the drawer and squeezed a line of it on his fingers. “I’m going to rub a soothing cream on your pussy, Baby girl. It will protect your skin and keep you from getting a rash when you wet your diaper.”
She shook her head. “Don’t want to use a diaper, Daddy.”