“I think you’re lying, my naughty little baby. I think you’re enjoying having Daddy finger your tight little bottom and your pretty pussy at the same time. Aren’t you, babygirl?”
Another shake of her head, her damp hair flying with the movement. “No, no I don’t like it atall.”
Even as she protests, her pussy spasms again, and I don’t bother to try and hide my laughter as I continue working her into a frenzy. “Naughty little liar. Do you know what happens to Little girls who tell lies, Tabitha?”
At that, she freezes, her breath hitching as she responds. “N-no.”
“They get their mouths washed out with soap before taking Daddy’s cock down their throat. But do you know what the worst part is, little firecracker?”
“Wh-what?”
Leaning in, I drop my voice to a low growl. “They don’t get to come. And they have to spend the rest of the day wandering around Las Vegas with their poor little pussies dripping with need. Is that what you want, Tabitha?”
“No!”
“Then be a good girl and tell Daddy what you do want. And be honest.”
A sob bursts out of her as she rocks back again, fucking herself with my fingers. “Please… Daddy, please…”
Maybe a better man, a nicer man would accept that response.
But I am neither.
“Please, what, Tabitha? Use your big girl words and tell Daddyexactlywhat you want.”
Another sob as she continues rocking, chasing her pleasure. “C-can’t.”
“Daddy can’t give you what you want if you don’t ask, little one.”
It’s a good thing I have a change of clothes with me, because with every movement water splashes out of the tub, soaking my already wet suit.
And then, finally, just when I’m about to pull my fingers free and tell her she’s missed her chance, she breaks.
“Please let me come, Daddy! Please, please, please!”
So close. She’s so fucking close, in every possible way. “Do you want to come while Daddy fucks your cute little bottom with his finger?”
“Yes, yes, please, Daddy! Please!”
Triumph wells in my chest. “That’s my good girl. Come for Daddy.”
Her scream echoes off the walls of the bathroom as her pussy clamps so tightly around my finger I wince. Fucking hell, I can’t wait to fuck her again. My cock is aching, desperate to be buried inside her once more.
But that first time was just for security. To have proof of my claim on my sweet little wife. My family has their traditions when it comes to weddings, so taking her again will have to wait.
Once we’re home, however… every inch of her body will belong tome.
Tabitha
Every ounce of tension feels as though it’s been drained from my body. I barely even notice when Daddy pulls his finger from my bottom, though Idonotice how empty I feel after he does.
Do I… Do I actuallymisshaving something shoved up my butt?
No. Not possible.
Right?
I’m feeling far too floaty to actually focus on that question, so I let it drift to the back of my mind, where hopefully my subconscious will work things out. Daddy finishes washing my bottom before helping me to lay back again so he can wash my hair. The hypnotic rhythm of his fingers moving over my scalp nearly lulls me to sleep again.
