The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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She goes limp again after her orgasm and I bring her down with gentle circles of my stinging palms on her hot cheeks.
βThatβs my good girl. Such a good girl.β
βTuh-ta, Daddy,β she manages.
βIβm very pleased with you, little girl. Lick me clean and then come up here for a cuddle.β
βYes, Daddy.β She lifts herself slowly, and a little shakily. I can see her striving to be graceful even though her legs must be stiff. She straightens the towel under me as she slides back until her mouthβs in line with my cock. She dips her head and starts cleaning me up. With one shaking hand, she reaches back and smooths her dress down over her bright red ass.
I slap her hand away and flick the dress back up to her waist.
βWhat are you doing, little girl?β
She lifts her head from her cleaning duties. βIβm messy, Daddy. I didnβt want to stick it in your face.β
βIf I donβt want to see, Iβll cover it up. Right now, I want to see my come dripping out of the pussy that belongs to me. Show me.β
Her back arches, which she knows I donβt like, then flattens as she struggles to control her embarrassment.
βLittle girl,β I growl.
βSorry, Daddy.β She slides forward so her ass tips up and I have a perfect view of her cream-covered labia. I rub my thumb through my come and Emily shivers, not with pleasure. Sheβs backsliding. Time for positive reinforcement.
βIs this my gift to you, Emmy?β
βYes, Daddy,β she says between licks.
I rub my thumb around, spreading my come all over her labia. βIs there anything disgusting about my gifts, Emily?β
βNo, Daddy.β
Iβm not convinced. βDo you want my gifts?β
βYes, Daddy. Iβm sorry I tried to cover up.β
βWill you do it again?β
βNo, Daddy. Iβm sorry.β
She probably will. This is a deep-seated issue for Emily. Sheβs better about it than she was two months ago, but sheβs still struggling.
βNo cleaning yourself up until bath time, little girl. Youβll wear Daddyβs gift for the rest of the day.β
βYes, Daddy.β I canβt see her face, but she sounds very unhappy.
βFinish and come up here, little girl.β
She finishes cleaning me quickly and turns around, stretching out along my right side and laying her head down on my shoulder. Thatβs not enough for me. I pull her on top of me, adjust her until I sheβs fitted into me, then take her mouth and kiss her deeply, tasting her sweetness under the musky salt of my jism.
βI can taste myself in your mouth,β I tell her between kisses. βDo you think I find that disgusting?β
She looks at me uncertainly. βNo?β
βNo. I like tasting myself in your mouth and I like seeing you covered in my come, because I can taste and see how much you belong to me. Do you belong to me?β
βYes, Daddy,β she agrees quickly. βEvery inch of me.β
βThatβs right. When you hide yourself from me, are you denying that every inch of you belongs to me?β
I see her consider it, her eyes narrowing. Then she nods. βSorry, Daddy. I didnβt realize.β
βWhen you hide part of yourself from me, are you submitting to me? Are you giving me all of yourself?β
She bites her lip and the big eyes fill. βNo, Daddy. Iβm sorry. I do want to give you all of myself. Iβll do better. Promise.β
βThatβs my girl. Thatβs where we should be.β I brush her tears away and kiss her on the forehead. βI want everything from you, Emily. Even the messy bits. You may not hide from me. You may not withhold any part of yourself from me. Everything you are is mine.β
βYes, Daddy. Sorry.β
I hug her tightly. βI know this is hard for you, little love. Iβm proud of how far youβve come, but I need you to take that next step with me and let go of those old fears. When youβre tempted to hide from me, or when you worry Iβll find you disgusting, I want you to repeat your mantra.β
She wraps her arms around my neck. βI can do that, Daddy. My mantra really helps.β
βThatβs what I want to hear.β I rub my nose against hers. βWeβre a team, right? Top and bottom? Daddy and baby girl?β
She nods eagerly.
βThatβs my sweetie. Nothing comes between us. Not old fears. Not new garbage. You must have questions about me and Miranda. Ask me, baby. Doesnβt have to be right this minute, but ask me before she gets here. I donβt want you bottling it up and choking on your fears while sheβs here. Promise me you wonβt do that.β
She nods again and kisses my jaw before she asks, βDid you and Miranda have a contract like we have?β
Good, sheβs thinking it through. βUh-huh. It was a more traditional contract than you and I have, but it was similar.β
βAnd you had your hard limits in it?β
βYes, I did.β I can see where this is going. βMy hard limits with Miranda were different from my hard limits with you, Emmy.β
βOh.β She considers this for a moment. βThereβs nothing about me staying on birth control in our contract.β
βTrue.β
βDo you want to add something?β she asks, her voice tiny and soft.
βNo.β
She wiggles, snuggling in a little tighter. I reach down and tug her dress up so thereβs nothing between us from waist down. Her warm, damp skin settles against mine. Dirty, delicious connection.
βWhen I heard you arguing with her on the cruise, I kind of got the impression that you didnβt want kids at all. You said you offered to get a vasectomy.β
βI did. I would have frozen my sperm first, but I didnβt ever want to be in the position Iβm in now.β
She gives me a funny
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