Her Daddy’s Special Girl by Mary Potter

CHAPTER EIGHT

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Will

I cradled Rebecca’s jaw in my hands, feeling her soft skin and just how small she was in my arms. When she had called me Daddy… it had felt like a dream. Suddenly, it was as if the entire night had shifted for me. I remembered how she tried to explain her type without saying it, the way she looked at me, and all of her blushing.

She was always looking for a Daddy to take care of her. She was looking for me.

“Daddy,” Rebecca moaned. “Please Daddy.”

I grunted into her mouth, pushing her firmly against the wall. I slipped a thigh between her legs and grinded against her, loving the breathy whimpers she let out.

“What do you want, Little One?”

Instead of answering, she tilted her head back against the wall and let me hold more of her weight, trusting that I had her. I absolutely did.

“Be a good girl and show me your bedroom.” I waited until she opened her eyes before I dropped my hands down to rub her breasts, watching the way her eyes lit up as she gasped. “Good girls get a treat for doing what their Daddy says.”

Rebecca nodded and tried to steady herself quickly, stumbling just a bit before finding her footing again. She grabbed my wrist and tugged, pulling me in the direction of an open door.

She didn’t get a chance to turn on the lights or even look at me before I pulled her back against my chest, touching her breasts again, and feeling her nipples tighten as I swiped my thumbs over both of them at the same time. Moaning, she tilted her head back against my shoulder, leaving her neck bare for me to nibble on and kiss.

I tugged on the material at her waist. “Can I take this off, Little One?”

She nodded fiercely and went even more pliant in my arms, letting me strip her slowly, peeling the clothes off of her, and making sure to touch every bit of skin I could. Breathing heavily, her skin so warm to my touch, she let me move her as I needed until she was completely naked for me.

“Turn around,” I whispered in her ear.

Rebecca shivered and turned in my arms, her face and body flushing. It seemed as if she was getting off on this, in particular. Like she liked feeling this shy and embarrassed…

I thought back to earlier in the night and decided to try something. I stepped closer, her face tilted up to look at me. Reaching out a hand, I gently caressed her shoulder and arms and chest, but was careful not to touch her nipples this time. She trembled in my hold.

“How does it feel, Little One?” I asked. “I’m fully dressed and you’re bare for me.” She inhaled sharply but didn’t say anything. I noticed the way she pressed her thighs together and I smirked. “Are you embarrassed, Baby?”

She nodded jerkily and wouldn’t meet my eyes. I saw the flush travel down to her breasts and her nipples got even harder. I wanted to suck on them, to get her worked up until she was shaking and begging for more.

“Do you like feeling embarrassed?”

She nodded even harder, and I watched as her chest rose and fell rapidly.

“Get on the bed for me, Baby. In the center, lying on your back,” I said.

She hurried to do what I had told her. Her head lifted to watch me and I leaned forward so she wouldn’t strain her neck. In a quieter voice, I said, “You’ll tell me if you don’t like anything, or if you want to stop, right?”

She swallowed, and let out a soft, “Yes Daddy.”

“Good girl,” I said, pulling back. I went over to the door and closed it as I turned on the light. I heard her gasp. “I want to see all of you laid out for me. I deserve to, don’t I? I deserve to watch you be a good girl for me.”

Turning back around, I saw Rebecca’s eyes closed tightly as she whimpered again. Now, with the lights on, I could see that beautiful shade of pink all over her body. She was curvy and her skin looked soft and supple. I wanted to drag my tongue over every inch of her.

I walked back towards the bed and watched as her breath quickened even more, but she didn’t open her eyes.

“Put your arms above your head and open your legs, Little One.” She lifted her arms without a word, and then pressed the soles of her feet together so that her legs formed a slight diamond shape.

Like this, she was fully exposed to me. My eyes zeroed in on her glistening wet center. Subconsciously, I licked my lips as I took her in.

“Keep your eyes closed for me,” I said to her, starting to take my clothes off as quietly as I could. “Just let me look at you for a while, while you’re exposed and I’m completely covered. I’ll watch you tremble for me. If you’re good, maybe I’ll touch you.” I paused. “Do you want me to touch you, Little One?”

“Mmm,” she moaned.

“Excuse me?” I said warningly.

“Yes Daddy,” she corrected. “Yes, please, I want you to touch me.”

“Good girl,” I said. I put the last piece of clothing down on the floor and went to the end of the bed to survey her. “Stay like that and maybe I will.”