Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
His words resonated inside her. She felt her lips curve in a smile. “I’m good with that,” she confessed.
Adam ripped his gaze away from hers to lunge for the nightstand drawer. Opening it, he pulled out a small packet and rose to cage her underneath his body. Quickly, he opened it and started to roll the condom over his thick shaft.
When she reached up to help him, he brushed her hands away. “Let Daddy do it this time, Rosebud.”
“Soon?” she asked. She wanted to touch him, feel his thickness and strength.
“Good girls get special privileges,” he assured her.
Rose decided immediately that she could be better than she ever had. She linked her arms around his neck as he nestled the broad head of his cock against her opening. Rose had enjoyed the closeness of having sex before but realized in a flash of insight that this man she hadn’t known for very long already meant more to her than anyone she’d ever dated. This definitely wasn’t just sex to her.
Threading her fingers through his thick hair, Rose lifted her head to press her lips against his. The searing kiss that followed confirmed her feelings were reciprocated fully. She moaned into his mouth as Adam pressed himself into her body, filling her completely.
“Mmm,” he hummed against her lips. “You feel amazing, Rosebud.”
Words failed her. Her mind couldn’t focus on anything other than the feel of his hard body against her and inside her. Adam filled her senses. Rose nestled her face in the hollow of his neck, trying to gather herself. She shouldn’t be this enamored with him. His scent tantalized her—hot, spicy, and completely male. Tasting him with a flick of her tongue, Rose savored his salty skin.
“You’re killing me, Little girl. Let’s see how good you can be,” he suggested.
Daring a peek at his face, Rose was relieved to see Adam’s expression. Adoration and fierce need etched themselves on his face. She curled her fingers into his broad shoulders to cling to him as he withdrew. His brief pause at her entrance seemed like forever but she knew it only lasted a second at most. With a firm thrust, he filled her again, his thick shaft gliding over all the sensitive spots his fingers had teased previously. She lifted her hips to press him a fraction deeper, drawing a groan of delight from him.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he ordered as his hand slid under her hips to support her.
Clinging to his body, Rose wiggled against him, rubbing herself against his pelvis. Those shivers of delight rekindled inside her as they moved against each other. His hand under her bottom raised her to meet each thrust. She scattered kisses against his chest.
Their skin grew slick as they moved together. The aroma of sex filled the air as her focus narrowed to a small bubble around them. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed.
Adam twisted his hips at the end of his next stroke. With a cry, Rose exploded around him, her body contracting as waves of pleasure flooded her. She realized Adam came with her as his body stiffened and pulsed.
“Damn, Little girl. You feel so good,” Adam growled into her ear.
Panting as her orgasm coursed through her, Rose abandoned any self-consciousness. She couldn’t hide any part of herself from him. Her Daddy.
“Such a pretty Little girl,” he complimented as he resumed his strokes. “One more for me.”
“I don’t think I can,” she whispered, overwhelmed by the sensations.
“You can. For me, Rosebud. One more,” he coaxed.
On his next stroke inside, Adam shifted his position to kneel in front of her. He drew her body easily with him until she lay draped over his thighs. A gasp escaped from her lips as he also moved his supporting hand to stroke his fingers down the cleft of her buttocks. Delving inside, he circled one fingertip around her small entrance.
A shiver of forbidden delight coursed through her. “Daddy?” she whispered.
“Daddy will touch you everywhere, Rosebud,” he assured her in a deep voice that revealed his desire.
Her reservations dissolved. He was in charge. Rose nodded and gripped his muscular forearms as he quickened his thrusts.
“Good girl,” he praised once again.
She felt that fingertip scoop up her juices and then glide through her defenses to invade her so intimately. With a scream of completion, Rose abandoned herself to the eroticism of his touch. His rapid strokes inside her pushed the climax higher, thrilling her. She smiled when his shout filled the air.
He gathered her to his chest, hugging her so tightly she could feel his heart pounding against her. Rose treasured the closeness. He was hers. She pressed kisses to his skin, feeling closer to him than ever before.
When his breathing slowed, Adam lowered her gently to the pillows before following her down to rest on his side. After disposing of the condom, he pulled her closer and rolled to his back with her cuddled against his chest.