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Chapter Twenty
Saoirse really hadn’t been trying to goad her daddy into making out—really, she’d just wanted some assurance that she wasn’t just little since she’d fallen so deep into that blissful space she wasn’t sure she’d ever get out.
Being kissed like this, touched like this, worshiped and ravished like this though? That didn’t just please the childish part of her which was delighted by any sort of attention. The way Arthur slide his hands up her shirt, cupped her breasts and thumbed her nipples made her all squirmy in the best way. Better still when he pinched, then rolled the stiff buds between his fingertips.
And then she thought him mutter, “fuck it,” and he was grasping her backside through the diaper cover and hefting her against him.
“Arms around my neck, pretty girl.”
She did as she was told and leaned in to kiss him too. On the mouth.
Saoirse knew some people loved kissing, couldn’t get enough of it, would make out for hours if given the chance. For her it had always been something she could take or leave. But to kiss her daddy softly, shyly while he carried her to his bed was nothing short of heavenly.
Once he’d tumbled her onto the mattress, he pressed a thigh between her legs and she rocked against it, the padding of her diaper providing friction that made her moan.
“That’s right. Rub off on Daddy’s thigh. I bet that feels good on your princess pearl, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I want you to wait to come until I’m inside you. Can you do that for me, princess?”
Oh. So she was going to get another orgasm after all. Best day ever!
Actually, she wasn’t sure she could control her climaxes all that well, but she nodded emphatically anyway.
Then he was kissing her mouth again, lips pressed firmly to hers before he took a breath and murmured against her, “Let me in.”
When he kissed her again, she parted her lips and he licked into her mouth. The closeness and the wetness and the warmth was startlingly intimate. It unfurled something inside of her, made her languid and willing but at the same time even hungrier for him.
Arthur could say he hadn’t been inside her yet all he wanted but she knew the truth: he was inside her already. Inside her body, inside her mind, and definitely inside her heart.
She still had her mitts on so she couldn’t run her hands through his hair, but doing this while she’d been rendered so helpless, so very his, was its own kind of depraved pleasure. Became electric when he dragged her hands over her head and pinned her wrists down.
Saoirse gasped and he kissed her deeply again, like he wanted to memorize the taste of her. And then he was holding both her wrists in one of his strong hands and yanking her dress up until it wasn’t covering her chest anymore.
“Your little titties are so perfect I want to eat them all up,” he told her before ducking his head and latching onto one of her nipples, setting her pelvis to grinding against his slim muscular thigh.
He suckled at her hard, nipped and bit not just her nipple but her whole breast and she tossed her head, whined like she didn’t have a word in her head to say. She basically didn’t because she was so desperate.
Arthur switched to the other one of her tits and gave it the same almost brutal treatment. She was afraid she was going to lose it, come while frotting against him and he feasted on her. She didn’t want to disappoint him though, didn’t want to break her word so she searched her lust-addled head for a word, any word.
“Daddy, please!”
“Please what, princess?” he asked in between bites. He was going to leave marks and they were going to be beautiful.
He roughly squeezed her other breast and then clamped her nipple between thumb and knuckle of his forefinger before tugging hard over and over and fuck, she was going to lose it.
“Daddy, please stop or I’ll come! And I promised. Ipromised.”
Not that she didn’t want to come—she was desperate to—but she also wanted to please him, make him happy, at leasttryto be a good, obedient girl.
“Oh, oh, shh, pretty girl. Okay, okay, I’ll stop. Wouldn’t want you to break your promise. You did such a good job telling me, I’m so pleased with you.”
He ran his nose alongside hers and slid his hand beneath her neck, cradling her there. She wanted to writhe against him more, get herself off but she would bask in his approval and his affection. She felt wanted and loved.
Especially when he leaned back just far enough to meet her gaze. The tenderness and intensity on his face was almost too much to bear, but bear it she would.
“I want you so badly, Saoirse. So badly it hurts. But I need to hear from you that you want this too. You want me inside you. And I need you to know you can take it back anytime. I know once doesn’t mean always, and it’s fine if you change your mind, even part of the way through. I will always respect your safe word, swear on my first edition Black’s.”
