Page 19 of Kylie’s Kakes

After a while, she slipped her hand under her head and rested it right over my hardening dick. "It’s comfier this way." She spoke around her thumb as if keeping things innocent, but this girl knew exactly what she was doing to me.

Her hand started out lightly gripping me in a way that could be considered a coincidence. But after a minute, she closed her hand and was softly pulsing her grip over me.

Of course, I could've stopped her if I'd wanted to, but I didn’t.

Then she started dragging her palm over my length with a quickening pace, and I stopped pretending it was accidental. "Kylie." My voice was rough as the last tendrils of my control started to snap.

"Shh, Daddy. I’m watching a movie." She didn't stop and her grip got a little firmer, tracing along my length through the denim that made it very clear her focus wasn’t on the movie at all.

I closed my eyes and breathed through it, keeping my hand in her hair as I did my best to maintain composure. I could handle a little teasing, but the bigger question I was wrestling with was if I wanted to.

I thought I was gonna make it through the movie, but then I noticed the blanket had shifted and Kylie’s free hand was hidden beneath it.

“Cupcake." My throat was croaky as I said her name. "What are you doing down there?"

She rolled onto her back so she could look up at me with flushed cheeks and glassy eyes. "I’m thinking of you, Daddy. I want you to help me feel good."

Fucking hell. I was officially done being good. My girl needed me, and I wasn’t going to disappoint her.

I gave up the charade of celibacy and eased her off my lap and onto her back along the couch. Without another word, I slid down to my knees on the floor and pulled her thighs close to me.

Kylie’s eyes were big as I pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh. "Let Daddy take care of you, sweet girl."

Her whole body trembled under my touch, but I kept kissing her skin until I reached her center. The snaps on her onesie were open and her wet pussy was pink from her fingers.

I watched her face as I lightly licked along her folds, tasting her for the first time and creating full-body shivers that rocked through her.

Kylie spread her legs wider and sucked the corner of her blankie between her teeth as she bucked up into me. “Yes, Daddy.”

Her small, sweet sounds nearly undid the last bit of my control, but I was able to take my time with her. I listened to her breathing and watched her face as I pushed her closer to the edge.

As much as I wanted to make the moment last forever, she was close and I was too. While my mouth was focused on Kylie’s pleasure, I took care of myself with my hand. And when she finally let loose and came against my tongue, I came too, shooting into my hand to attempt to contain the mess.

Her body convulsed for a long moment as I slowly pulled away after lapping up all her moisture.

When I finally lifted my head, she was just watching me from under heavy lids, and then she moved her hand into my hair. “You okay, cupcake?”

“Mmm.” Her words slurred together and were barely audible. "Sleepy time, Daddy."

“Okay, baby. Let’s get you to bed.” I got up and brought her with me, pulling her small frame against my chest before carrying her to her room.

She was boneless and trusting as she let Daddy care for her. I wasn’t sure I deserved her trust, but I loved her for it.

Everything was happening fast, but sometimes that was how things needed to be. Full throttle toward happiness. We were both adults, and I would never hurt her or take advantage of the gift she was so freely giving to me.

I’d never been in love before, but I couldn’t imagine it being any different from the overwhelming joy I felt holding her in my arms.

“Sleepy time, Kylie.” I pulled back the blankets to get her tucked in with her blankie still in her arms. “Daddy will see you tomorrow.”

She hummed a response but then fell asleep before I could say anything else.

I kissed her cheek and then quietly cleaned up her apartment of the mess we’d made. Before I walked out the door, I repositioned her cupcake on the armchair and straightened the couch cushions so it looked the way it had before we’d defiled it.

It was the least I could do for the woman who had given me so much of herself without asking for anything in return.

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KYLIE