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He smiled. “Okay.”

Rylee had certainly never removed a man’s pants before, so she had no idea what she was doing, but she didn’t care. He wasn’t going to berate her while she learned. He ran his fingers through her long hair while she removed his belt and then opened his dress pants.

She nervously lowered the zipper, revealing the bulge in his underwear. It was enormous, and she hadn’t even seen it yet.

His pants fell to the floor. At some point, he’d removed his shoes and socks, and now he kicked his trousers out of the way before tucking his fingers into the elastic of his underwear and easing it over the top of his shaft.

Rylee held her breath as his manhood was revealed, partly because she was truly stunned by the sight of him, but also every inhale drew his essence into her, making her crave things she couldn’t explain.

Feeling bold, she released the oxygen from her lungs and scooted forward farther. He fisted his hands at his sides and said nothing to dissuade her.

She gently touched him with her hands. “So smooth…” she whispered. A white substance dripped out of the tip, and she bent her head to flick her tongue over it.

Daddy groaned, but didn’t stop her. He’d said she could taste him, too, and he’d done a lot more than taste her.

His flavor exploded on her tongue, drawing her to want more. She had no idea how he liked to be touched, but he wasn’t complaining or reprimanding her, so she continued to explore.

Wrapping her fingers around his girth, she stroked his erection gently as she tipped her head back to find him staring down at her. His face was tight, but he was smiling at her indulgently.

His hands came to her hair again. “You don’t have to be gentle, Baby girl. Just don’t use your teeth.”

She nodded and tipped her head back down to her task, loving the sound he made when she gripped him tighter and stroked her hand up and down. “Like that?”

“Exactly like that, Little one,” he said through gritted teeth.

The scent of him grew stronger, and more of the white stuff leaked from the tip. At least she was educated enough to know that was his semen. It would some day combine with an egg inside her to get her pregnant. Hopefully not soon because she was feeling rather selfish and uninterested in having a baby.

Rylee wrapped her lips around the head of his erection and sucked, drawing more of his flavor into her mouth.

A deep groan escaped his lips, empowering her.

She gasped as he fisted her hair and pulled her head back. In the next breath, his hands were under her arms, and she was hauled to the center of the bed.

Hayes came up between her legs, hovering over her, breathing heavily. “If you keep sucking on me like that, I’ll end up coming in your mouth. I want to be inside you when I come, Little one.”

She smiled and reached for him. “What are you waiting for?”

He lowered his lips down to hers and kissed her with so much passion that she nearly forgot the goal. Sex. Consummation of their mating. Urgency caused her to reach for him. Instinct caused her to lift her legs and wrap them around his waist.

He was still kissing her as he dropped down between her thighs. His erection lined itself up with her slick entrance. Whenhe lifted his head, breaking the kiss, he held her gaze. “Give Daddy your hands, Little one.”

She released her grip on his shoulders so he could thread their fingers together. The moment he extended her hands above her head, their marks aligned.

Rylee’s vision clouded. All the air left her lungs. The only thing she knew was a driving need to be filled. And that’s what she got.

Hayes thrust forward, filling her with his shaft.

She cried out in surprise, but the fleeting pain only lasted seconds before all she knew was intense pleasure like never before. She lifted her hips, trying to get him to move, needing more.

When he slid partway out and thrust back in, she moaned so loudly it rattled the house. So many sensations bombarded her at once, the two most important being the direct contact of their marks and the feel of his shaft easing in and out of her.

“Come, Little one. Milk Daddy’s cock with your pussy.”

He used words she didn’t know, but she had no trouble understanding. Nor did she have an issue obeying his command. Her body clenched around him, gripping him so tightly that she couldn’t focus on anything but the way she pulsed over and over, this release even more intense than the first two.

She was marginally aware of Hayes emptying himself deep inside her before she went totally limp. She was nearly hyperventilating, sweat dripping from her forehead, but she didn’t have the energy to lift her arms or open her eyes.

Her awareness included Daddy pulling out of her and moving away. She didn’t need to see him to know he’d left the room. She could scent how far away he was.