She reached for his shoulders and whimpered. “Daddy…”
“Let Daddy look at you, Baby girl. You will not hide yourself from me. Never again. When we’re alone, I will want to see all of you like this. For the next few weeks, I will rarely dress you,Little one. You’ll grow accustomed to my gaze on your gorgeous body, my hands roaming over your curves, my mouth suckling every inch of you.”
She panted. His words were so foreign. It was hard to fathom what he described.
“Look at me, Molly.”
She jerked her gaze from his chest to his eyes.
“I’m going to suck your pretty nipples, then I’m going to lower my mouth between your legs and lap at your pussy with my tongue.”
She pursed her lips. His mouth? On her down there? Her face heated, but she found she also really wanted to know what that would feel like.
“Have you ever touched your pussy, Little one?”
She shook her head, the temperature of her cheeks rising.
“You’ve never stroked your clit until you reached orgasm, Baby girl?”
She stared at him.
“You don’t even know what an orgasm is, do you, Molly?”
“No, Sir,” she whispered.
“In a minute, you’ll know.” He lowered his mouth to her breast.
The moment he drew her nipple in between his lips, she arched her chest toward him and whimpered. Holy heavens. She couldn’t make a coherent thought. Her breast felt heavy as her nipple grew hard and tight.
She considered touching him, but she couldn’t manage to send any messages to her hands, which lay limp at her sides, partially under her knees.
In seconds, she was panting, and Daddy switched to the other nipple to treat it to the same delicious assault.
Her mother definitely didn’t tell her about this. Molly wondered if her mother even knew. And then all thoughts of anyone besides Gavin fled the mountain.
His touch… His mouth… The way he held her knees obscenely wide…
He left her nipple wet when he suddenly lowered his head between her legs.
She held her breath for a heartbeat, and then his mouth was on her again, and she cried out. Her eyes rolled back as he dragged his tongue over a spot she’d never known existed. A sensitive bundle of nerves that seemed to draw every ounce of her attention.
When he captured the bud between his teeth, she came apart, screaming as intense pleasure consumed her, pulses making her body throb over and over. Her vision swam as she gasped for air.
Daddy didn’t stop. Instead he thrust his tongue into her.
“Ohhh…” The sound was foreign to her, and she tried to buck him off her, overwhelmed and certain she couldn’t take more. But she was wrong. The need grew. In the back of her mind, she thought she should be mortified for him to put his mouth there, but she couldn’t find the will to care. It felt better than anything she’d ever experienced in her life.
That place where he had his tongue… That’s where he was going to put his…shaft. Right?
Suddenly, he sucked again, seemingly every inch of her private parts. She stopped breathing as she reached for that elusive cliff she’d crashed over moments ago, and lifted her hips clear off the bed as she tumbled into the abyss again.
Oh, oh, oh, oh…
The pulsing resumed, her channel clenching around his tongue.
Nirvana.
Chapter Seven
