Page 47 of Icebreaker
“Daddy’s job is to protect you, and I wouldn’t be doing a good job of that if I put you in an unsafe position. I’m gonna fuck you tonight, but we’re gonna use protection.”
Ellie pouted a little bit, but moved on quickly when I left a trail of kisses down his throat and across his clavicle until I reached the upper part of his chest. Before I could distract myself with his nipples, I pushed him off me for just a bit so I could climb off the couch and pull him up behind me.
“Baby, let’s move this to a bed. It’ll be easier on you if we can stretch out.” Hand in hand, we moved into the bedroom. Ellie hesitated a little bit as we passed by the bathroom.
“Daddy, I don’t wanna break the mood, but I’m gonna slip into the bathroom real fast.”
“Baby, I don’t give a shit about that.”
“But I do. I should’ve thought about it earlier. Well, I did think about it earlier, but I didn’t want to say anything.”
“Oh, baby, you can tell me anything.”
“I really don’t want to talk to you about cleaning out.” Ellie looked at me like I’d lost my mind.
“It is what it is.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ELLIE
Freshly cleanedand in new pajamas, I made my way to Daddy B’s bedroom…now our bedroom…where he waited. He sat on the edge of the bed with a noticeable bulge in his pants. The shirt he’d had on earlier had disappeared, giving me a beautiful, unrestricted view of his impressive chest and shoulders. Daddy B never skipped arm day.
I read in a book once that you didn’t need to worry about whether you were sexy enough, hot enough, or wanted enough when an erection was pointed in your direction. Until this very moment, I hadn’t believed that could be true. Daddy B wanted me, and he’d been obvious about it. He had plenty of options, but he’d chosen the one that involved him waiting for me.
I felt wanted. Desired. Close to being devoured. And I was going to ride the train until I was forced to get off.Get off… I giggled at my own joke but managed to step between his legs. Almost automatically, his ripped arms encircled my waist and drew me close to his firm chest. The warmth of his skin seeped through my T-shirt.
“What’s so funny? You’re gonna give me a complex or something.”
“It was just a thought, but the important part is that you’re here and I’m here…” I swallowed my tongue when Daddy B’s hands slipped under my shirt and felt their way over the planes of my back. My body shivered involuntarily and my dick swelled at the delicate touch of fingers tracing down my spine.
“Anything that you don’t like, you tell me.” I nodded because when I tried to speak, I croaked instead. “And if you change your mind, you tell me.” Again, words failed me. “Baby boy, I’m a little nervous.” The words took a second, or three, to penetrate.
“What are you nervous about?” I knew damn good and well that he’d been in this particular spot plenty of times.
“I’ve never been someone’s first.”
“That can’t be true.”
“It can be because it is.”
I’m not sure I completely believed Daddy was nervous, but I appreciated the sentiment anyway.
“I’ll talk you through it, Daddy B. You’re gonna do a great job.”
For a beat, Daddy B stared at me while my joke sank in, but then he tightened his arms around me, twisted his torso, and tossed me on the bed before covering my body with his own. Our laughter echoed around the bedroom, and whatever tension was felt by either of us disappeared. We were good together. And good for each other.
As the giggles faded, our mouths came together in a sweet, soft kiss. Our tongues tangled and sent my blood thrumming through my veins. Given how his cock hardened against me, I knew Daddy B felt it too. Each stroke of his tongue was a reminder of what was to come tonight. My long-held virginity had been about opportunity, not virtue, but I was glad it was ending with Daddy B.
My fingers found the dip in his hipbones, and oh my god, it was so hot. It made me want to taste it. I pushed at his shoulders,and he immediately rolled over, followed by me climbing on top of him. I scooted back until I sat over his thighs and could pull his pants down enough to find the valley that begged for exploration. His groans when I dipped my fingers in the V made me giggle again.
“You doing all right?” His only answer was a tortured groan and a string of swear words whispered under his breath. “I’ll kiss it and make it better.”
I dropped my mouth and retraced the path with my tongue. His curses were no longer under his breath. His skin warmed against my lips. When I imagined my first time, I thought I would be more nervous, more hesitant. But Daddy B had given me a confidence I hadn’t expected. He was graduating and leaving, but while he was here, I wasn’t going to waste time thinking about it. Instead, I was going to experience all of it.
Daddy B’s dick grew even harder underneath me. His hands kneaded my thighs and my cock hardened too. Now that I was here, I wanted to get to the good part. It felt like this time with Daddy B had led up to this moment, and waiting couldn’t be an option anymore. My mouth migrated from his…oh my gosh I heard them called cum gutters and now I understood why. I felt precum dampen my pants while I explored them.
I’d waited long enough. I whipped my shirt over my head and tossed it over my shoulder. Daddy B flipped me off him and pulled my pants down. My dick sprang free and he captured it in his mouth. There were no exploratory passes because he swallowed me down to the root. My shocked shout caught in my throat because the lack of air in my lungs stymied all noise. His sucks were sure and confident but not enough to make me cum. It was a delicious torture. I lay beneath him and let the sensation wash over me. Splayed as I was, I let him suck and explore and torture to his heart’s content.
