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“Oh… Oh, Daddy, yes! Yes, please, oh.”
Cricket couldn’t imagine that it would compare to how good it would feel to have her Daddy’s thick cock buried in her to the hilt but it was still one of the best orgasms she’d ever had. Her muscles squeezed in a rhythm of ecstasy and she wrung every last drop of pleasure out of her climax by rocking her hips in time with the pulses until they petered out.
Then she was panting and laughing and looking up at her Daddy—herDaddy!—who was smiling down at her indulgently.
“What a good girl you are, sweetheart. Coming for Daddy like that. Such a good girl. You’re so pretty when you come, Cricket. I can’t wait to have you come on my cock.”
Chapter Ten
“Me either, Daddy.”
Owen considered himself a fairly confident, self-assured man, but damn if it didn’t launch his ego into space when she smiled at him like that, all pink-cheeked and starry-eyed. Compared to yesterday when he’d found her sobbing in the stairwell, or hell, an hour ago when they’d been discussing what she was going to do about her apartment and her job, Cricket looked far, far, better. While he knew better than to think an orgasm or several would cure sleep apnea, it sure could boost a person’s mood.
“Best tour ever,” she pronounced and then dissolved into giggles.
“You’re a silly Little girl,” he told her, and she grinned back at him. “Here, let’s go sit in the rocking chair, Daddy wants to cuddle you while we talk.”
He eased her leg down from where he’d hitched it up to his hip, and she sighed happily.
“Can you stand or are your knees too wobbly?”
He couldn’t totally figure out if he was teasing, not with her cackling in response like that.
“I think I can do it, Daddy.”
She didn’t let go of his arm as she leaned forward off the wall experimentally, and there was another boost to his ego every time she called him Daddy. It sounded so right dropping from her lips that it felt like he’d always been her Daddy at the same time as he had this unbelievable high from this sudden turn of events. Best of both worlds.
Cricket looked up at him, a broad smile plastered on her face. “Look, Daddy, I did it!”
“Great job, babygirl. Can you walk too?”
His all too eager dick jumped at the image of her crawling but he wasn’t going to ask that of her yet. He’d been worried he’d gone too far talking about spanking without knowing her limits or triggers, but it had all worked out in the end. Better than worked out, it had been fucking phenomenal. His palm itched imagining having her ass up over his knee. He would have to wait, but hopefully not too long because his engine was already revving hard.
It had been incredible to feel Cricket come while she frotted against his dick, and it was going to be even better when he could be buried balls deep inside her. There would be a slightly different but no less intense pleasure when he spanked her delectable bottom for the first time.
“I think so?”
“Give it a try,” he encouraged.
Cricket put one foot in front of the other and looked damn proud of herself. He certainly was.
“Great job, babygirl,” he told her as he led her over to the rocking chair.
It was oversized for two adults to fit comfortably, so he sat and patted his lap. “C’mere, Cricket.”
Her mouth wrenched to the side. “I’m too heavy, Daddy.”
“I don’t think so, but if you would feel more comfortable, why don’t you set your bottom right here and turn to the side. Then you can still be snuggled up with Daddy.”
Cricket did as he suggested, nestling her backside between his lap and the arm of the rocking chair. He loved having her legs draped over his thighs while she cuddled into his side and he could have his arm around her shoulders. She fit perfectly.
He held her close and kissed the top of her head. This was unexpected but so wonderful. And now to do what he should’ve done before.
“I feel like I’m doing this backwards. We should’ve talked before I got you off or told you to call me Daddy, but—”
Cricket’s laugh bubbled up and it was contagious. He didn’t laugh exactly, but he was sure he had a goofy smile on his face.
“I know what you mean, but I’m not sorry. It was nice to feel so wanted.”
