Sweet Tooth (Little Cakes, #11)(15)

He also loved the loud giggle that came out of her when he tugged her towel out of her grip, dropped both of them on the floor, bent at the waist, and lifted her up to haul her over his shoulder.

“Daddy!”

He swatted her bottom playfully.

She squirmed all the way to his bed where he bent and deposited her with a bounce.

He climbed over her as she crab crawled backward. “Such a naughty, sassy Little girl.”

More giggling, but it stopped a moment later when he spread her legs wide and dropped his mouth down to lick through her folds. She switched to moaning in a nanosecond.

Tom sucked her clit until she writhed beneath him, breathing heavily. Finally, he eased up her body and met her gaze. With a groan, he rolled away from her to grab a condom from the bedside drawer. Returning to pin her under his body, Tom held it up and growled, “You choose. Tour? Dinner? Monopoly?”

She lifted her hips upward. “I’ll be good, Daddy. Please…”

After ripping the small packet open, he sheathed himself quickly before lining his erection up with her tight pussy and nudging the entrance. “Are you sure?”

She nodded. “Positive.” No more laughing. All serious now. She grabbed his biceps. “I want you inside me. I want to feel what it’s like to be claimed by a Daddy. And then I want you to show me what it’s like to get spanked.”

She was more than he could have ever hoped for in a Little, and he couldn’t wait to claim her body. He thrust forward, filling her in one stroke.

She gasped, her fingers digging into his biceps. “More.”

He would give her more. He would give her a lifetime of more. “Look at me, Little one. I want your eyes on mine while we make love.”

She met his gaze. All her bravado was gone. Left was a trembling woman who wanted him. Needed him. She could have him.





Chapter Seven





Elizabeth couldn’t believe she was here in Tom’s house, naked on his bed. She hadn’t left work today planning to have sex. It had been a split-second decision to turn off the guest bathroom shower and pad naked to his master bathroom.

She’d never done anything so daring. She’d never put herself out there like this. She’d known she trusted him more than anyone she’d ever met, but he could have turned her down. That would have been humiliating.

She knew she’d been testing him on several issues. Even though she acknowledged a seven-year age gap wasn’t exactly astronomical in the grand scheme of things, it seemed like a lot right now with him in his twenties and her at thirty-five.

He’d put her concerns to bed though. He was firm. He was in control. He was all Daddy.

As she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, she knew she’d made the right decision. Her only concern now was what if he changed his mind? Sleeping with him had been a snap decision. A risky one. Because now her heart was involved. If something happened and they didn’t make it, she would be devastated.

Those worries had no place right here, right now in his bed though, so she shook them from her thoughts and arched her hips so the base of his erection hit her clit. She gasped at the contact and bit her lip.

It felt so good. She wasn’t going to come again or anything, but it felt heavenly anyway. She ran her hands up and down his muscular back as he eased in and out of her. He was incredibly strong. Granted, he worked on a farm. Of course he was strong.

“What do you need to come, Bunny?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I can’t come again. Your turn.”

He froze. “Oh, hell, no.”

She gasped when he pulled out of her and wiggled down her body. “Daddy, what are you—”

Her question was cut off when his mouth returned to her clit. She stiffened as he coaxed her arousal to grow. He was very talented with his tongue.

Ohhh…

Her eyes rolled back. Maybe she could come again.

“Tom…” She was close. Panting. Squirming.

He released her pussy and crawled back up her body to thrust into her again. “Change your mind?” he murmured against her lips.

She nodded, grabbed his head, and kissed him. At least until she couldn’t focus on her lips anymore because the pressure inside her was building to a new crescendo that finally exploded.

“That’s my girl. So gorgeous,” he praised. A moment later, he closed his eyes and gave three more hard thrusts. On the last one, he groaned deep as he came inside her.

They were both breathing heavily as they blinked at each other. She assumed her silly grin was a mirror image of his too. “I’ve never come twice before,” she declared.

“I’ve never had a guest show up naked in my shower.”

“It’s a night of firsts.”

“When I catch my breath, we’re going to add another one.”

She squirmed beneath him. “You’re still going to spank me?”

“Absolutely.”

“But I didn’t do anything naughty,” she argued futilely. The truth was she was curious and eager.

He chuckled. “I’m sure you thought about it.” He kissed her lips. “Besides, this spanking isn’t a naughty girl spanking. It’s an explorative spanking.”

She wiggled again. “I’m game for new things,” she admitted.