Page 18 of Daddy's Orders


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There was only one view that I cared about—the impossibly stunning woman standing before me. Emily stood with her arms at her sides, her eyes wide. I could sense that she didn’t have any idea where to begin.

I was happy to guide her.

I stepped over to her, putting my hands on Emily’s hips and bringing her body against mine.

“I hate to ask this but are you really a virgin?”

She nodded. “Let’s put it this way… that kiss you just planted on me? That was the firstanythingI’ve ever done with a man before.”

It was almost too much to process, that possibly the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in person had never been touched by a man before. All the same, virgins could be trouble; clingy and needy. Not to mention that there was the distinct possibility that Emily was lying—that she and her father were in on it together, playing some game to get the better of me.

Didn’t matter. If she was lying about being a virgin, I’d know the moment I entered her. I was inclined to believe that she was. Either Emily truly had never been with a man before, or she was an excellent actress.

“I don’t know where to start,” she said. “You’re going to have to show me.”

“It would be my pleasure.” I placed my fingertips on her breast, moving my hand down over her belly. The fabric of the dress was soft and fine, pleasant to the touch. “First of all, this is going to need to come off.”

She nodded, preparing to reach around her.

“Allow me.”

I moved her hands down to her sides. Once they were there, I reached around and undid the zipper of her dress, taking it down slowly.

“Turn around.”

She did as I asked. The zipper open, I was afforded a wonderful look at the slender form of her upper back, her body toned and her olive skin flawless. I placed my hands on her, sweeping the top of the dress aside and moving my fingers underneath the straps. I peeled the dress down, Emily watching me over her shoulder, her profile like something out of a classical painting.

Once the dress was off down to her waist, I stepped back, sitting down in the chair on the other side of the bedroom.

“Now what?” she asked.

“Now you take it off the rest of the way.”

Her upper back expanded as she took in a slow, deep breath. When she was ready, she placed her hands on her hips, moving them underneath the fabric of her dress.

“Slowly,” I said. “And bend over forward as you do it.”

Without a word, she complied. Emily bent over slowly, taking her dress down over her hips and ass. Her rear was perfect, filling out a pair of pink, lacy panties, the color closely matching her dress. I kept my eyes on her, letting my gaze savor each new bit of exposed flesh. Her legs were long and just thick enough, her thighs soft and inviting, her calves toned.

When the dress was at her ankles, she stepped forward and out of it, leaving it in a pile on the floor.

“Now turn, slowly.”

I watched her as she did what I asked, giving me a full view of her body clad in nothing but her pink bra and panties. I was certain that she was about the finest specimen that I’d ever laid eyes on. Her breasts were full and round, her shoulders slender, her stomach flat and soft, her hips wide. I didn’t think it was possible to become any harder, but the sight of her before me took my erection to another level.

“Do you want me to take off the rest?”

I rose slowly, shaking my head. “No. I want that privilege to be all mine.”

I stepped over to Emily, placing my hands on the soft curves of her hips. She gasped at my touch, the way my hands moved along her curves. I traveled up to the narrow small of her back, stopping once I reached her bra strap. With a quick, deft motion, I opened the clasp. Her eyes widened as I did, and I could sense she was doing her best to wrap her head around the idea that a man was about to look upon her naked body for the first time.

I brought the straps slowly down her shoulders, lowering the bra and exposing her breasts.

They were about the most perfect pair that I’d ever seen in my life. Round and just the right size for a handful, her nipples dark pink. I took them into my hands, squeezing them gently, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs. She moaned softly, closing her eyes and enjoying the way I touched her.

“That feels really good.”

I couldn’t resist leaning in and taking one of her nipples into my mouth, licking and sucking and tasting the subtle saltiness of her skin. She moaned louder, running her hands through my hair and holding me in place.

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