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BRADEN

For the second time that day, he carried her to the bedroom. Only this time, she wasn’t sobbing her heart out, for which he was eternally grateful. Unlike earlier, now she was beaming up at him, excitement and desire slowly turning the blue of her eyes sapphire.

“I was going to light the candles,” he said as he lowered her to the bed.

“I don’t care about candles. I just want you inside me.”

“Impatient little brat.” Chuckling softly, he pressed a kiss to her collarbone. “You’re going to have to wait a bit longer, little one. I want to taste you properly, first.”

“Daddy,” she whined, tugging at his shirt. “Please. I need you.”

“I love the way you whine when you’re feeling needy. But you’re going to need to put those hands on the headboard and keep them there if you want to be allowed to come tonight.”

“You’re mean.” With a pretty pout, she raised her arms over her head and pressed them against the cushioned headboard.

“So mean,” he agreed with another low laugh. “So mean, I’m going to eat this sweet little pussy of yours until you cream all over my face before I fuck you.”

“Oh.” Her breath hitched as her pupils dilated even further. “I guess that’s okay.”

“Good girl. Remember to keep your hands right where they are.”

He took his time, trailing light kisses down her chest, over her stomach, down to her covered mound. There was a wet spot on the silk already, and he grinned as he pushed it up to her hips. And nearly had to wipe the drool from his chin at the sight of her perfect pink lips, glistening with arousal.

Hooking his arms around her legs, he settled between her legs. And feasted.

“Oh, god. Daddy!” Charlotte’s hips bucked beneath him as he tortured her with tongue and teeth, licking and sucking her swollen little bud.

She tasted of sin and innocence all at once, and he didn’t think he’d ever tire of the taste.

Legs trembling, she writhed beneath him, and when he slid two fingers inside her, stretching her, she sobbed out his name. “Daddy. Daddy, please.”

Taking pity on her, he curled his fingers up, pressing against that spot inside her designed to drive her wild at the same time he pulled her clit between his lips and sucked. Hard.

Hard enough to have her hips arching up from the bed, her screams echoing around the room as he sucked and stroked and teased every last ounce of pleasure from her beautiful body.

When she finally collapsed onto the bed again, her ragged breaths and soft whimpers filling his ears, he sat up and smiled when he saw her palms still pressed flat against the headboard. “Such a good girl,” he murmured, kissing her so she could taste herself on his lips. “Daddy’s so proud of you, baby. Ready for more?”

“I’m ready for everything, Daddy.”

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THE RIGHT VIRGINITY

LOTTIE

Floating. She was floating on a gentle sea of pleasure. Well, it was gentle now, though it had been anything but when he’d been using that wicked tongue of his on her.

But now it had stilled, and she was floating, barely aware of his cock pressing against her entrance. Until he rocked forward, stretching and filling her in a way she’d never experienced before.

“Oh!” Gasping, she arched up, her fingers digging into the fabric of the headboard. “Daddy!”

“Look at me, Charlotte.”

Forcing her gaze to his, she watched his eyes darken with pleasure as he pushed somehow even deeper into her. “That’s my good girl. Does it hurt?”

“No, Daddy.”

“Good. It might in a second, so hold onto me, baby.”

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