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My father rose to his knees and helped me pull my shirt off. He took his time admiring my nakedness, until I latched onto him like a thing possessed, pushing my pebble-hard nipples upward to meet his chest. We kissed like our survival depended on how thoroughly we could wear out our tongues. He gripped my hips and rocked his erection against me, sending dull throbs of agonizing desire into my bones.
I couldn’t take it any longer. Reaching between us, I freed his cock from the trap of his underwear and encircled the shaft. After a few pumps and a couple of desperate grunts, I yanked the crotch of my underwear aside and guided him to my folds.
“Wait, wait, wait,” he said, catching my fist. I nearly sobbed in frustration. “If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it right.”
“What does that even mean?”
He laughed softly—an infuriating sound. He kissed my chin, then my throat, continuing in a straight line down my stomach, pausing only to lick a circle around my belly button.
Gooseflesh pricked up across my skin. As exasperated as I felt to be put off yet again, I had a feeling he was about to make it worth my while. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and settled between my legs.
If I’d known my father was going to come face-to-face with my panties, I would’ve chosen a newer, sexier pair. He smiled at the cartoon-flower pattern.
“How long have you had these?”
My cheeks burned. “A while…”
I reached for the waistband with every intention of taking them off.
“No, don’t.” He waved my hands away. “They’re adorable.”
I shielded my face in embarrassment until he began to kiss me. First the rosebuds, then the violets, each soft peck provoking a tiny burst of arousal, like biting down on a blackberry fresh off the vine. The crotch of my panties was practically soaked through by the time he finished with the tulips.
Pressing the tip of his nose to the damp spot, he inhaled deeply, then groaned. “All right, fuck it. I need to taste you.”
He slid my panties off and settled between my legs. I’d lost track of the number of times we’d done this, but the hunger in his gaze when he saw my pussy for the first time in a while never failed to undo me.
“You have the most luscious pussy I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He parted my lips with his thumbs and planted a kiss just above my clit. I shivered, my breath hitching with excitement. “I could spend the rest of my life between your thighs. In fact, I intend to do so.”
My blood turned to honey in my veins, slow and sweet and golden. I wanted to kiss him but he was too far away, so I nibbled my fingers instead. He traced my inner labia with the tip of his tongue and then fucked into me. I gasped as his nose met my clit. His tongue delved deeper, wriggling like something I’d only ever seen in a deep-sea documentary, or a Japanese animated cartoon. It felt as titillating as it was obscene.
I writhed uncontrollably, my hips lifting off the bed. He stilled me with his strong arms.
“Too much?” The tilt of his smile made it clear he knew exactly how much—or how little—it took to make his daughter flail around like a fish on the dock.
I went limp and struggled against my racing pulse to catch my breath.
My father dipped his head and licked my pussy from bottom to top. I melted like ice cream in the summer sun. He flattened his tongue and lapped languidly, focusing on my clit. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the feeling of having my bones reduced to gelatin.
He flicked and fluttered before easing into a steady rhythm. A warm flush swept through me. My nipples pebbled, aching to join in on the fun. I massaged my breasts and played with my nipples, ratcheting my pleasure even higher. His tongue disappeared for a second and then returned along with two slick fingers. He teased my opening, then slipped inside. I cried out at the delicious incursion.
He sucked my clit softly. Tiny eruptions of pleasure lit up my brain like fireworks. He added a third finger, fucking into me while his lips and tongue worked their magic.
My arousal crested. I felt the urge to bear down, to clench up, to be everywhere at once. I came around my father’s fingers, my arms and legs spasming. He fixed his mouth over me, playing with my clit and stretching my orgasm out until it became too much and I had to wave him off.
He flashed a glossy smile. “Fuck, I love making you come.”
“Me, too.” I grinned. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“My pleasure, baby.”
He wiped his face with the sheet and then crawled up to kiss my mouth. He’d left a thin sheen on his lips just for me. I hummed my enjoyment and savored the delicate tang. His cock nudged my belly, smearing a drop of precum above my navel. I took him in my hand, stroking lightly, and coaxed a low growl from his throat.
“Christ. My balls feel like dead weight.” He shuddered as I swirled my thumb around the tip. “You’re absolutely sure you want to do this?”
I cradled his jaw and forced him to meet my gaze. “Are you?”
A taut moment of silence passed as he studied me. I bit my lips together and kept them clinched even after they started to hurt.
