Page 16 of Sophia’s Daddy (Littleworld #23)

Chapter Fourteen

One second we’re sitting on the rocking chair in my nursery, the next Daddy is lowering me to his bed and whisking away the diaper I’ve had on for like two minutes.

He grabs a few wipes and cleans the diaper cream off my pussy, driving me to new heights as he takes his time, lingering in all my most sensitive spots.

“Daddy…” I finally moan. “Stop teasing me.”

He chuckles. “I’m going to tease you for the rest of my life, little girl. Get used to it.”

I moan and rise onto my elbows. “Okay, but tease me another time. Right now it’s time for you to get naked and show me how much you love me.”

I gasp and my jaw drops when I realize what I’ve said. I can’t take it back. It’s out there. My face heats until it must be bright red. I turn my head to the side, embarrassed.

Daddy leans over me and cups my cheeks, guiding my gaze to his. “No need to be embarrassed, Sophia. I love you so much it hurts. If you love me as much as I do you, then it’s time to take our relationship to the next level.”

“I do, Daddy. I love you.” I know it’s been fast, but I know my mind and my heart. Tate is it for me. He’s my man and my Daddy. I want to spend every day with him for the rest of our lives. I want him to claim me in every way.

He kisses me gently, lingering without deepening the kiss until he pushes back and stands in front of me, his fingers coming to the top button on his shirt.

He’s wearing black slacks and a navy button-down. It’s what he wore to work this morning. His gaze never leaves mine while he slowly undresses.

I watch, licking my lips, mesmerized by the strip show. When the last thing he has on is his boxers, I push up onto my elbows again to watch him ease them over his cock and down his legs.

I draw in a deep breath and hold it, trying not to react.

I’m twenty-five years old. It’s ridiculous that I’m still a virgin.

I know it’s because I never wanted to fuck just any random guy.

It never felt right to me. Until Tate. Until a week ago when he swept me off my feet literally and figuratively.

This feels right. He’s the one who should make love to me. No one else was worthy. That doesn’t mean I’m not nervous. Are all cocks that large?

Daddy’s erection bobs in front of him, and my mouth opens when he circles it with his hand and strokes from the base to the tip.

I lick my lips. He’s had his mouth on me many times. I want to put my mouth on him. It’s an instinct I’ve been aware of every time he sucks my clit, so I spin around and come up on my hands and knees to crawl toward him.

His brows rise.

“Let me taste you, Daddy,” I say in a sultry voice I don’t recognize.

He steps closer, still holding his shaft while his other hand comes to the back of my head. “Taste, Little one. Not suck off. Got it?”

I tip my head back to look up at him. “Why can’t I suck you?”

“Because I want to come in your sweet pussy today, not your mouth.”

“Oh.” I see. I lower my gaze to his cock. There’s a drop of white liquid leaking out of the small slit on the tip. I’m aware it’s precome. I’m well read. I crawl closer and stick my tongue out to lap at it.

The taste is salty, like I expected. I’m not ignorant, just inexperienced. On the next lick, I drag my tongue through the slit, pressing against it.

Daddy shudders as a soft moan escapes his lips. “Sophia…” He whispers my name reverently. “Baby girl…”

I lick around the broad mushroom-shaped head I’ve always read about, but that’s all he’s offering me. His hand is wrapped all the way around his girth just below the head.

After another flick of my tongue across the tip, Daddy steps back a few inches and releases his cock. “That’s enough, Baby girl.”

He opens a drawer on the nightstand, grabs a condom, and rolls it on in seconds. Then he surprises me by climbing onto the bed and dropping onto his back next to me. He reaches for me. “Straddle me, Sophia.”

I bite into my bottom lip. Straddle him? “Daddy?”

He reaches for my hips and lifts me up to lower me over him, giving me no choice but to part my thighs wide to accommodate him. I end up on my knees with his cock nestled against my pussy.

Daddy moans. “Fuck, that feels good. Rub your pussy against Daddy’s cock, Baby girl.”

I never expected to be in this position. I’m embarrassed because I have no idea what I’m doing.

Daddy holds my hips. “Make yourself feel good against Daddy’s dick, Sophia,” he repeats. “I want to watch while you come.”

I swallow. He wants me to masturbate against him. I’ve never done that either. Daddy always makes me come, usually while restraining me or at least holding me down, forcing me in a way to take what he gives me with his mouth.

His hands slide up to my breasts, and he cups them, thumbing my nipples until the tips are hard and swollen. It feels so good that I grip his hips with my knees and drag my pussy over his length. I can’t help myself. I need the contact.

“There you go, Baby girl. You have no idea how sexy you are right now. Do it again. Show Daddy your pleasure.”

Emboldened by my lust and his praise, I grind my pussy down on his shaft, gasping at how good it feels.

“Good girl. Such a good girl. Lift your arms up, Little one. Arch your back for me.”

I hesitate, but the look in his eyes is filled with love and encouragement, so I lift my hands up and clasp them behind my head, forcing my chest to jut forward. The position causes my clit to have a more intense contact with Daddy’s cock.

I moan as I rock against him. Who knew I had this much power over my own sexuality?

I mean I’ve never had a problem making myself come with my vibrator and my imagination, but this is different.

I’m masturbating against my Daddy while he watches and encourages me.

It’s so hot, and I’m close to coming in seconds.

Daddy pinches my nipples, making me arch farther. My clit gets pressed so intensely against his cock that I suddenly can’t hold back. I cry out as my orgasm shakes my body.

Daddy’s palms remain on my breasts, holding me up as I lean forward into his grip. When I drop my hands, I grab his forearms, panting as the pulses of my release continue to shake me to the core.

When I’m spent, I release his arms and plant my palms on his chest to brace myself. I’m trembling.

Daddy’s hands come to my hips. “Damn, you’re sexy, Sophia. I nearly came with you.”

I glance down at where I can see the head of his latex-covered cock. “I need you inside me, Daddy.”

“I know, Baby girl. Use your knees to lift up a few inches. My cock will line up with your pussy. You can ease me into you at whatever pace you want.”

I flush. I never expected this. “Why don’t you do it, Daddy?”

He slides one hand to the small of my back and the other to my face. “I’ve been stretching your sweet cunt with my fingers for days, Little one, but it’s still going to be tight. It’s also going to hurt this first time. I want you to take me at your speed, not mine. Can you do that, Baby girl?”

“What if I do it wrong?”

He smiles. “There’s no wrong in our bed, Sophia. There’s only right. My cock will find your entrance all on its own. All you have to do is lift up and ease onto the tip.”

Before I can lose my nerve, I do what he’s told me and push up a few inches, watching our connection as Daddy’s cock rises with me until it’s definitely lodged at the entrance. As if it has a mind of its own, it nudges against me, pressing, begging, teasing.

I gasp as I lower down an inch. It’s so tight. My arms are shaking, and I hold my breath.

Daddy keeps me from pressing down too far with his hands on my hips. “Take your time, Sophia.” His voice is gravelly, and his jaw is tight. This is hard for him. He wants more. He wants to be buried inside me.

That’s the end goal. It’s going to be tight. It’s going to hurt for a moment. I know all of this. Easing down won’t change it, so the moment Daddy releases my hips to stroke my breasts again, I thrust down, taking his cock all the way into my body.

Daddy and I both gasp at the same time.

I jerk my gaze to our connection, mesmerized by the fact that his cock is no longer bobbing in front of me. It’s inside me where it belongs. My pussy is throbbing, but the initial pain eases quickly.

“Sophia…” Daddy murmurs.

I need more, so I lift up a few inches and then drop back down, grinding my clit against the base of his shaft when I realize this part of every book is correct. It feels divine.

Daddy groans. I love that sound. It’s more empowering than being on top. He loves this. He’s pleased. I want to please him in every way, but this is certainly one of the ways.

The next time I lift up, I come almost off before thrusting back down, forcing myself lower, taking every millimeter of him. My eyes roll back as I arch my chest and wantonly fuck my man.

If I’d known it would feel this good, I would have done this years ago. Except I also know it wouldn’t have felt like this until I met Tate, until I found the perfect man who I could connect with so totally that I would have been willing to give this piece of me to him.

Daddy suddenly grabs my hips and holds me steady while he thrusts his cock into me over and over from below. It’s impressive and sexy. I think I’m going to come again.

“Don’t hold back, Sophia. Come around Daddy’s cock. I want to feel your pussy clench my dick.”

At his command, I let my orgasm wash through me, and heavens it feels so much better than any previous orgasm I’ve had with an empty channel.

A moment later, Daddy joins me, grunting as he takes his own pleasure, filling the condom with his semen.

It’s the best moment of my life.