Page 43 of Zale's Little Girl
“Okay. So, I missed you last night. I couldn’t sleep and thought that might help me relax,” she confessed.
“You lied to Daddy. That comes with consequences.” He moved quickly to slap his hand sharply on her pussy.
An electric sensation went through her at the feel of the swats on her most sensitive area. She bit her lip, trying not to beg for more as he looked down at her with that stern expression. Already wet, Pippa felt a flood of arousal gush from her body as she stared at him in shock. “I won’t lie again,” she promised.
“Good girl. However, your punishment is not finished. I need to see how you pleasured yourself. Show me,” he directed, handing her the vibrator.
Automatically, she took the pink plastic wand and then stared at him in horror. “I can’t do that,” she refused, shaking her head vigorously.
“You can. There are no secrets between a little girl and her daddy. Let me help you, kitten. I bet you were on your back with your legs spread widely.”
Zale shifted, moving Pippa easily until he sat between her legs on his shins with her thighs draped over his. “Show me. Did you rub the vibrator over your breasts?”
She shook her head. Pippa had never considered how sensitive her nipples were before Zale had caressed her.
“Try that.”
Staring at him, Pippa struggled.Does he really want me to do this?
When he wrapped a powerful hand around his thick erection and pulled firmly from root to tip, she couldn’t tear her attention away.
“Little girl,” he said softly.
When her gaze met his again, Zale ordered, “Show me.”
Gathering her bravery, Pippa turned on the wand. It sounded so loud in the quiet of their bedroom, reminding her that no one else was around. It was just the two of them.
She drew a line down her throat to her breastbone and under the curve of her breast. Shivering at the sensation, she grew more confident as his face hardened with hunger. Pippa traced a circular path to her nipple and froze as her eyelids drifted closed. How had she never tried this?
His free hand wrapped around her thigh and tightened, drawing her attention. Her gaze rebounded to him. Pippa treated her other breast to the same caresses before gliding the vibrator down the centerline of her torso to her mound. Her body gushed. Pippa was so turned on.
As he watched and stroked himself, Pippa rubbed the vibrator over her outer lips and then through her pink folds. The low, guttural sound that slid from his lips fueled the heat inside her. Daringly, she pressed the tip to her clit. Like lightning, her orgasm struck, shaking her.
Zale pounced. Taking the device from her hand, he tossed it into the drawer as he grabbed a condom and rolled it over his cock. After kissing her hard, Zale aligned his erection to her openingand thrust inside. The air escaped from her lips as he claimed the space inside her as her body still quaked with pleasure.
“Damn, you feel so good,” he told her as he scooped one forearm under her hips, lifting her up to meet him as he leaned over her.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, Pippa writhed against him. When he ground the thick root of his cock against her, her eyes widened at the sensation. “More!”
His wolfish smile at her plea made her heart skip a beat. She loved his control—his attention to her pleasure. Pippa ran her hands over his torso, caressing his hard form. Wishing to please him, she traced the line of hair leading downward.
“You will be the death of me,” Zale growled and captured that exploring hand. Lifting it over her head, he pinned it to the pillows behind her and demanded the other.
Pulling at his hold, Pippa shivered at the sensation of being restrained. It was so hot to be dominated by this magnetic man. He was in complete control. Those grinding thrusts demanded her response.
She hovered on the edge of another climax. Zale nipped at her throat before capturing one nipple and pulling it into the heat of his mouth. Pleasure cascaded through her.
Zale’s thrusts increased, pushing the sensations higher until she didn’t think she could handle any more. He proved her completely wrong as she orgasmed again around him. “Daddy!”
His shout filled the room a second later as he allowed himself to follow her a few seconds later. Zale released his hold on her hands and interlaced his fingers with hers as he rested his forehead against hers. A few minutes later, he lowered herbottom to the mattress and settled beside her. Gathering Pippa close to his chest, he held her like he’d never let her go.
Something kept her from whispering “Daddy” a few minutes later when the sound of his breathing became deep and regular. Pippa slowly shifted to study his face. Was he asleep?
Lines of fatigue etched his features. Pippa rebuked herself for having missed his exhaustion earlier. She’d keep watch for him while he recharged. Settling slowly back into place next to him, Pippa smiled when his arms tightened around her. She had no intentions of going anywhere.
CHAPTER 15
Over the next week, her daddy transformed the spare bedroom into a nursery. He’d cleared out the third bedroom of his gear and fitness equipment—except for the fancy bicycle that had an entertainment screen and everything. Pippa had begged him to leave that in her room.
