Page 32 of Blade

“Can you move your hands and look at Daddy?”

After a few seconds she did as I asked and her pretty green eyes peered nervously at me.

“Daddy can take care of you, darlin’, but you don’t need to be embarrassed.”

She nodded, biting her lip.

I wouldn’t push her. Pleasure may be new for her and she’d spent most of her life being told how her desires were wrong. I would just love her and let the pieces fall together.

Rolling onto my side a bit more, I unbuttoned her pants and slid my hand down into her panties. Thankfully she relaxed her legs a little and I had more room to explore her heat. My fingers were drenched with her sweet honey.

Another time I’d gently tease her about it, but not now. Her clit was swollen and so hard, it won’t take long for me to guide her to bliss.

Using my middle finger to strum her clit, I dipped my head and took her mouth in mine. Sweet kisses turned hot very quickly, especially since she opened her mouth in shock and I took advantage by using my tongue to sweep her mouth.

“Blade!” she cried, arching off the pillow.

“Let it feel good, baby. Don’t fight it,” I whispered against her lips. Her thighs closed, squeezing my hand and she rode the waves of pleasure. Once I’d made sure she'd gotten every stroke she could take, I removed my hand and sucked my finger clean. She tasted so sweet.

“Take a nap, darlin’. I’ll stay right here.”

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I held Eloise’s hand as we drove across town toDaddies Ink.The only sound in the truck was the radio playing softly. I had learned it was best to let her wake fully before trying to conversate with her. She could be a grouchy Little girl when she first woke.

I pulled the truck into Rolling in Dough and drove up to the window.

“Hello. Welcome to Rolling in Dough, what can I get you today?” a young girl asked. Damn, she looked familiar.

“Hello, can I get two dozen glazed donuts, and one chocolate sprinkle donut, please?”

Eloise perked up in the passenger seat.

“Sure. Anything to drink?”

“A large black coffee and a milk, please.”

“Yes, sir. Give me just a second,” she said, flashing a smile and shutting the window.

“A donut?” Eloise asked with wide eyes and a hopeful grin.

“A donut for my best girl,” I answered.

“Thank you, Daddy!”

It hurt me that a three-dollar donut made her so damn happy. I couldn’t wait for her to experience other things, things better than a donut. Pulling her hand up to my mouth, I kissed it.

“You’re welcome, darlin’.”

The window opened and I turned my attention back to the girl working. It was driving me crazy that I couldn’t place her. I paid, taking my order after thanking her.

“Is she one of our clients?” I asked Eloise after we drove off.

“I don’t think so, Daddy.”

Shaking my head, I tried to put her out of my mind. We’d chalk it up to one of life’s mysteries.

“Can I has my dodo now?” Eloise asked.

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