“Just watch the TV,” he commanded.
That was freaking impossible. Especially as he cupped her mound then slid a finger through her juices, pressing it down on her swollen clit. Her hips arched forward, a low groan erupting from her.
“My girl is wet.”
Fuck yes, she was.
“She wants me badly.”
God yes, she did.
“My girl is going to come for me, isn’t she? Come for her daddy.”
Holy shit. Those words were like an electrical current straight to her clit. He circled the swollen bundle of nerves. How could she be so close already? Was it a world record to come with only a few flicks of his finger against her clit?
Then he drew his finger away.
“No!” she cried out.
“When Daddy asks a question, he expects an answer. Now you get five minutes of me playing without touching your clit.”
Daddy was a big old meanie. His hand cupped one breast then his fingers played with her nipple, tweaking it, tugging at it. She wiggled, trying to press back against him.
“Please. . .please. . .”
“Take your punishment like a good girl.”
She sobbed out a breath. This sucked. She’d rather have a spanking. By the time he had finished torturing her with pleasure, she was a mess. She couldn’t even see the TV let alone focus. She was on fire. Wet. In need.
For him.
He placed his finger on her clit.
“Please, Daddy. Please make me come.”
“Yes. Come for me. Come hard, baby girl. Let me hear you scream.”
She bucked in his arms, falling apart. She felt wild. Her orgasm roared through her, stealing her breath then returning it in a rush as she screamed.
“That’s my baby. Good girl. Good girl.” His words started to penetrate minutes later and she realized they were moving. He was carrying her up the stairs.
“Jed?”
“Not making love to you the first time on the couch,” he told her.
She tensed. “You’re finally going to fuck me?”
He stilled. Looked down at her. “Not fucking, baby. Making love.”
“Oh.”
“Fucking will come later.”
Her eyes widened.
“Your first time, we take it slow and gentle. I’m a big guy, you’ve never done this before. It will take some time to adjust. I’ll lead, baby. But I’ll take it at the pace you need to go, yeah?”
Those jitters that had been growing faded somewhat. She reached up and cupped his cheek as he set her on the bed. “You always know what to say to make me feel better.”