Page 42 of Zale's Little Girl
When they reached the bedroom, she finally said, “Um…”
A second smack landed on her bottom. “Um… Indeed.”
He leaned forward to drop her onto the bed and loomed over her. “Next time I’m gone, eat the veggies in the freezer instead of the red licorice I found in the pantry.”
“It’s red…” Pippa tried.
“You really want a spanking, don’t you?” he asked with twinkling brown eyes that erased the threat in his voice.
“Kiss me, Daddy. I missed you.”
Zale captured her lips once again and kissed her with so much emotion. He’d missed her, too.
Pippa threaded her fingers through his bristly short hair and returned each with all the love inside her. His eyes were dark with hunger this time when he lifted his head. Moving urgently, Zale stood and started ripping his clothes off.
She pushed herself up on her elbows to watch. Damn, he was in fine shape. He was more handsome than the stars in the movies. When he pushed his pants and briefs over his hips, Pippa stared at his burgeoning cock as it lengthened and thickened.
“Little girl, you’re staring,” he teased, as he stepped out of his garments.
“I’m not sorry,” she admitted, glancing up at his face.
“I think it’s time for me to return the favor.” He stepped forward to pull her to her feet by the bed. His hand caressed over her, somehow easing her clothing off along the way. Her pretty jumper dress and bra soon flew somewhere across the room.
Lowering himself to one knee, Zale eased her shoes off and stroked his hands from her ankles up her legs to the plain cotton panties she wore. Pippa promised herself that she would buy something lacy and decadent with her first paycheck. The feel of his rough fingertips glancing over the thin elastic waistband made her meet his gaze.
“You are so beautiful, kitten. I am the luckiest daddy in the world.”
“I’m not very fancy,” she whispered.
“I don’t need fancy. Nothing can make me want you more.” He tugged her panties down, allowing the band to brush against her skin.
That dragging sensation was sensual, firing up her nerve endings. It made her focus on each inch of skin he touched along the way. He pressed a kiss to her mound as he revealed it before tracing her cleft with his tongue.
Zale leaned back, licking his lips. The sight of him savoring her flavor sent a gush of slickness to further coat her pink folds and dampen her inner thighs. “Brace a hand on my shoulder, little girl, and lift this foot,” he directed, tapping on her sock-covered toes. He removed the white cotton garment and tapped on the other. Pippa enjoyed the play of his muscles rippling under her hand as he removed the other.
The strength contained in his form was a turn-on in itself. Honed military hard, Zale was in better shape than evenmost soldiers. She’d worried about him off doing incredibly dangerous things while he was gone. The physical proof of how hard Zale worked to make sure he had the resilience and power to attack any challenge reassured her. She knew she’d probably be frightened for a long time when he was gone, but she would trust that Zale had set himself up with skills to help him come home safely.
He rose to his feet and cupped her jaw. “You’re thinking very hard, Pippa. Is everything okay?”
She nodded before admitting, “It was hard having you away.”
“I know. Always remember I love you, little girl.”
“I love you, Daddy. Make love to me.”
“My pleasure.” Zale scooped her up in his arms and stretched Pippa out on the mattress before caging her in underneath him. “Were you a good girl, Pippa? Did you find the vibrator I left you?”
Her cheeks heated, and Pippa knew she was blushing furiously. “There was a note on the package. It said, ‘a present to keep you busy while I’m away.’ It was for me, right?”
“Yes, kitten. I bought it for you. Did you play with yourself while I was gone?”
“What? No!”
“It’s open,” he suggested, trying to keep himself from smiling.
“I just took it out of the package. To see how it worked.”
Zale reached a long arm out to open the bedside drawer. He pulled out her pink vibrator and held it to his nose. One eyebrowrose as he held her gaze captive with his. She watched him lick the tip of the device and hum in delight.
