Page 30 of Schooling Little Sage

Come.

Yeah.

That was…

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” Shoot. “Oopsie.”

“That should take the edge off. Now, where were we?”

Daddy’s lips were back on mine. How was it I could feel Daddy’s touch way deep inside me where he couldn’t reach? Like soul deep, pulling all the feels he asked for from me. Making me all tingly inside.

Maybe those silly romance novels weren’t so silly after all.

“Daddy can we get a cat?”

Daddy’s head popped up. His face said it all, I’d lost my mind and I think he might be right. “You want to talk about that right now?”

I hadn’t even thought of getting a pet. Where was my head at?

Stupid squirrels.

“No, sorry. More kissing, please.” And touching and rubbing. Yes, lots of rubbing. Everywhere Daddy touched, kissed or nibbled me was electrified.

Daddy magic.

“Sweetheart…”

Daddy said it all sexy growly.

“I promise we can explore more another time. Daddy’s been patient. Really patient.”

I almost giggled when he growled again.

“Daddy needs you inside him.”

Forgot about that part. Kinda got lost in all the feels.

“’Kay, tell me what to do.”

“I love that about you, always willing to learn.”

Guess I wasn’t the only one who loved kissing since Daddy couldn’t get enough right now either.

“You lay there and Daddy will ride you.”

I swear every last ounce of breath left my body when he said that.

“Um, okay.” I trusted Daddy, he knew what was best. Probably a good thing I didn’t need to think or move. Not sure I could right now.

Daddy straddled my hips, stroked my winkie a couple of times, getting it nice and hard, then held it upright. “Breathe with me, Sage.” Mimicking Daddy, I took a deep breath in and let it out then drew another in at the same time he pressed his bottom down and the tip slid inside.

“Oh my.”

“Oh my indeed, my love.” Daddy slid down a bit more and winced. “Just give Daddy a minute, it’s been a while.”

I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but I stayed as still as I could. Daddy’s facial expression scared me a bit. Once he sat all the way down against my lap I was pinned, couldn’t move, which was a good thing. If I had I would’ve exploded. It was like wrapping my winky up nice and tight like a burrito.

“What was that giggle for? Should I be offended?”