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“Yes.” I don’t have to think about it. I trust him with my heart. I trust him with mybody.
He’s close beside me, naked and tan and mine. I’m not worried he’ll touch me in any way I wouldn’t welcome. He’s proven himself patient and giving. Loving and kind. He’s a good daddy, and like a good little one, I wait for his instructions.
“That’s good. That’s real good. Daddy’ll never hurt you,” he says, unnecessarily. “Now, baby, I let you have your fun, didn’t I?”
I nod, rocking my cheek on the pillow.
“Now it’s my turn, yeah? You gonna let Daddy have his turn lovin’ on you?”
“Mmm,yes,” I sigh. My clit is practically thrumming with eagerness. I’m so turned on from giving Rev a blowjob, I could light up Eagle Peak without generators. Not to mention the all-consuming kiss he delivered afterward. I don’t know how he did it, but when he kissed me, he seemed to make love to my very soul. And when he told me how good I made him feel—his whispers against my temple melted me from the inside out. They made me want to spend my days and nights pleasing my daddy.
“Good, baby. That’s real good.” He rubs his hand along my back, petting me like a horse he’s about to mount. I shiver at the thought of being mounted, and it’s not a bad kind of shiver. At this point, I don’t mind if Rev is my first instead of Grim. But something tells me my patient daddy isn’t going to have sex with me this morning. That would be too much too fast. He’s got something else up his sleeve, and whatever it is, I’m game.
“I want you to take this hand here and reach down to your pussy.” Long fingers wrap around my right wrist, and he guides my hand until I feel my pubic hairs against my fingertips. “Daddy wants you to tell him how wet you are. Go on, now. Touch that pretty pussy—just the outside—and tell Daddy how wet it is.”
I bite my lip while I let my fingers wander. Past my curls they go and over my swollen outer lips. They’re slick and soft, and my gliding fingers leave tendrils of silken warmth in their wake. Somehow, being face down, butt in the air makes me super attentive to sensation down there. It’s like I’ve tuned out the rest of the world and my entire focus is on my sex.
“How does that pretty pussy feel?” Rev asks.
“Wet,” I say. “Really wet.”
“Mmmm.And how does it feel when you touch yourself? Not your little pearl, not yet, but everything else. You like touching yourself?”
I nod, but the motion is hampered by my position. I’m reminded of the other morning, when I made myself come in the dorm while Brawn worked himself in the next bed. “It feels nice,” I say honestly. “And naughty.”
“I bet it does,” is Rev’s response. “Now, little one, I want you to listen to that pretty pussy. Tell Daddy what your pussy is sayin’.”
My fingers pause in their exploration. “Huh?” Listen to my pussy? What the heck does he mean by that?
“You ever listen to that pretty pussy before?” While he talks, he rubs slow circles on my butt and draws barely-there lines up and down my spine. “Ever turn off all thought and focus only on what’s goin’ on between your legs?”
I shake my head no. What he’s saying sounds impossible. I always have too much going on in my head to turn it off. I want to look at his face to see if he’s serious, but he’s too close. His face is up high, and all I can see is his dark pubic hair and thick, hard penis, now hugging up tight against his belly. I can’t help remembering the way his long length filled my mouth and how delicious he tasted.
“Go on, sweetie.”
His words yank me out of the happy memory. Oh, yes. I’m supposed to be paying attention. Learning.
“Close your eyes,” he goes on patiently, “and tune into that pussy. Hold off on touching for a moment, and just listen to it.” He falls quiet, and I try to do as he directs.
I narrow my focus to my sex and do my best to “tune into” it, but it’s difficult to concentrate, because I’m so turned on.
“What’s it sayin’ to you, little one? Tell Daddy.”
“I’m not sure,” I say, helplessly. “It’s hard to think.” My fingers twitch. I want to keep touching myself, but I’m holding off, like he said.
“It wants more of your touch, doesn’t it?” He must have seen the tiny movement.
I nod, desperate to start up my tingly explorations again.
“Go on. Give that pretty pussy what it wants.”
A small flex of my index and middle fingers brings them back into contact with my lips. I’m not touching my clit, so there’s no direct sexual stimulation, but I’m surprised at how sensitive the whole area is. I’ve never felt myself like this before. It’s nice.
My eyes close as my fingertips gently trace. Around and around, up and down. I change up the pressure, massaging firmly then mimicking Rev’s whisper-light caresses.
His voice is hypnotic when he says, “You likin’ that, aren’t you, little one?”
I nod and lick my lips.
