Page 23 of A Father's Bliss

My brows furrow. “What do you mean?”

“Exactly what I said, baby girl. You are to stay perfectly still.”

“For how long?” Impatience coils around me, the notion that I’ll have himinme, but have to wait to truly feel him, making me almost distressed.

I gasp when he lifts me with ease, placing me right where he wants me, the head of his cock pressing lightly at my entrance. Already my pussy is squeezing, anticipation threading tight in my core. “For as long as I say. Now, do you understand?”

“Yes.”

He clears his throat and I have no earthly clue how I know, but I respond again.

“Yes, daddy. I understand.”

“Good girl.”

Then, he slides me down on his cock.

I jolt at the sudden intrusion, a mix of relief and pleasure swirling violently through me as he stretches me open. With how wet I am, he glides in with ease, and accommodating his size isn’t as strenuous as I thought it’d be.

Until it is.

Delicious pain sweeps through my center, and when I think there isn’t any more length, he pulls me down further.

“Fuck.” My head lolls to the side, everything so full I quickly realize I couldn’t move if I wanted.

“Breathe for me.” I can feel the smile in his voice.

With my free hand, I grip the railing, squeezing tight as I take a long breath and he becomes fully seated. The pain is still there, but it’s the good kind, the one where it slowly dissolves into an intoxicating pleasure.

“That’s my girl,” he praises, rubbing the outside of my thighs. “I knew you could take all of me. Especially with how wet you are.”

I huff a laugh. “Yeah, well, I definitely can’t stay still for long.”

One of his hands leaves my leg and digs through the bag next to us. “Well you’re going to have to.”

“Or what?”

“No reward.”

I turn slightly, glancing at him over my shoulder. His dark gaze is set on where we’re attached, and the hunger in his eyes is one I’ve never seen before. It sets my soul on fire, and makes it damn near impossible not to move. I want to squirm, feel some sort of friction. This is proving so much harder than I anticipated.

Hoping to distract myself from the pressure, I focus on his words, though it’s tough to accomplish through the mental haze of arousal. “What reward?”

“The one where you come,” he states matter of factly. “Multiple times.”

Up until ten minutes ago, I would have thought he was lying, now, I’m salivating just remembering it. It was so intense, like an infernal itch just out of reach that I was finally about to get to. A climb up a cliff, only to realize there’s a bigger one ahead with a much larger reward.

I want that again.Needit.

Pushing out a steadying breath, I straighten my spine, and relax my lower half. The stretch in both my thighs and entrance have slowly subsided, and now, there is only him.

“Now, while you’re waiting for a fish’s bite, I’m going to play with you. While you’re on my boat, you’re mine, and I’m going to explore every inch that belongs to me.” There’s the sound of aclickfollowed by a soft wet sound. “I need to know what makes your sweet cunt clench, and which spots make you squirm.”

My grip on the fishing pole tightens. “I can just tell you.”

“And what fun would that be?”

“For me? Lots.”

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