Page 48 of Barron

“Ready, princess?” he called out to her. “You’re done in the tub. Breakfast is coming right up.”

A squeal of delight answered him. His heart fluttered.This was the sound of true happiness. A sense of perfect contentment filled his soul. And to think, he’d wasted so much time with his insecurities and his idiotic I-know-what’s-good-for-you-better-than-you attitude. He’d almost pushed Yoanni and himself over the brink of permanent heartbreak.

The feeling was sensuous.

Pleasing.

Exciting.

So, so good. One more pass and he’d explode to the ceiling. Barron reached for his erection…

He opened his eyes. “What the fuck!” he exclaimed, fighting the fog of sleep.

Yoanni’s smiling face greeted him. Slowly, the situation fell into place. After breakfast, he brought Yoanni to her play area. He was supposed to be watching her, but fell asleep on the sofa—thanks to the concussion, most likely—while she had fun with her new toys. At some point, she progressed from Little to adult, and a more acute desire set it. So she lowered his zipper, pulled out his cock, and went to town stroking him.

And fuck him sideways, he reacted!

Giving him a naughty grin, she lapped the precum off his crown with the tip of her tongue. “You fell asleep.”

“I did, didn’t I.” He pushed himself up to sit and wiped his eyes. But his cock refused to relax or lose interest. It was hard and ready to rock and roll, and his libido was catching up. There was no point in fighting his excitement.

So he grabbed one of the cushions, put it behind his head, and leaned back down. From this angle, the view was perfect to watch Yoanni, engaged in whatever mischief her active mind inspired her to do.

“You’re on your own, little girl. Daddy’s recovering.”

Her eyes widened. “Should I stop? Is this too much?”

“Are you kidding me? You started it. Look at my dick.” He pointed at his erect shaft. “Play all you want.”

“I’ll be very gentle.”

The erratic, childlike speech from before and her sweet expression were gone. Yoanni was in adult mode and fully aware of her needs. She wanted sex with him. Now. Knowing this made him even harder. He didn’t give a shit about the concussion. His head could explode for all he cared.

“I almost woke you up,” she murmured, walking her fingertips up the side of his cock. At the tip, she flicked her tongue over his crown. Barron couldn’t speak. He watched her, stupefied. “Then I remembered the officer said to let you sleep. So I did.” She dragged her flat tongue from the base of his shaft to his crown. Just like that.

He inhaled on a long hiss.

“Good?” Her smile turned wicked.

“You know it.”

“Again?”

He blew out a breath. “Yesss.”

Sliding to a different section, she licked his cock again.

“Oh, my. Baby.”

“Do you like it slow or fast?”

“You keep this up, it won’t make a difference. I’m gonna shoot myself all over your pretty face.”

Lifting herself a little, she took his crown into her scalding mouth. She suckled him, once, twice, then let him go.

“What if I want your cum all over me?” she said in a husky, almost unrecognizable voice. Evidence of Yoanni’s salacious state of mind, she was totally into this moment.

Did he want that? To climax right away? End it so quickly?

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