Page 249 of Papa's Bébé


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And he was giving her a way to relax.

So she sucked and she let her mind grow blessedly blank.

Fuck.

Was he trying to torture himself?

His balls were aching, begging for relief.

Just a bit longer. Then you can come.

He could see how relaxed her body was. She was drifting and that’s what he’d hoped to achieve. He had no idea what was on the television, he was too busy just trying to stop himself from coming in her mouth.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. Reaching down, he lifted her off the floor, ignoring her noise of protest.

Then he drew her over his lap so she was facing him, her legs on either side of his.

And he drove himself inside her. He took a deep breath, just holding her there while he searched for his control.

And then he fucked her. He guided her movements with his hands on her hips.

Up and down.

Don’t come. Don’t come.

He thrust his hips up, his hand coming round so his thumb could play with her clit. He heard her breath hitch and moved his thumb faster.

He needed to get her there.

Now.

Don’t come. Don’t come.

“Get ready, Bébé. You need to come when I tell you.”

Fuck. He loved the way her breasts jiggled slightly as she moved.

“Please! Please!” she cried as he felt her tighten around him.

“Come, Bébé!” he commanded.

As she let go, pulsing around his dick, he let himself fall over the edge into ecstasy.

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“Papa, I don’t need a nap,” Maya complained as he wrapped her up in a blanket.

“Yes, you do.”

“No, I don’t.” She scowled up at him. “I’m a big girl and I don’t needs a nap!”

She was adorable when she was all grouchy. Too bad for her that she wasn’t going to win this fight.

“Well, Papa says that even big girls need naps and you haven’t been sleeping that well.”

It had been two days since the call with Ink and while he’d done his best to keep her mind off things, he still caught her worrying. And it was affecting her sleep.

“This sucks,” she grumbled. “I’m not going to sleep.”