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me now, little girl,” I growl, and she does, convulsing on my cock, her whole body shaking. She buries her howls of release in my calf, her wet mouth pressed to my skin. I groan at the sweet torture of her pussy choking my cock. It’s a completely different sensation from when I’m hard, biting and wicked.

She goes limp again after her orgasm and I bring her down with gentle circles of my stinging palms on her hot cheeks.

β€œThat’s my good girl. Such a good girl.”

β€œTuh-ta, Daddy,” she manages.

β€œI’m very pleased with you, little girl. Lick me clean and then come up here for a cuddle.”

β€œYes, Daddy.” 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 mouth’s 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.

β€œWhat are you doing, little girl?”

She lifts her head from her cleaning duties. β€œI’m messy, Daddy. I didn’t want to stick it in your face.”

β€œIf I don’t want to see, I’ll cover it up. Right now, I want to see my come dripping out of the pussy that belongs to me. Show me.”

Her back arches, which she knows I don’t like, then flattens as she struggles to control her embarrassment.

β€œLittle girl,” I growl.

β€œSorry, Daddy.” 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. She’s backsliding. Time for positive reinforcement.

β€œIs this my gift to you, Emmy?”

β€œYes, Daddy,” she says between licks.

I rub my thumb around, spreading my come all over her labia. β€œIs there anything disgusting about my gifts, Emily?”

β€œNo, Daddy.”

I’m not convinced. β€œDo you want my gifts?”

β€œYes, Daddy. I’m sorry I tried to cover up.”

β€œWill you do it again?”

β€œNo, Daddy. I’m sorry.”

She probably will. This is a deep-seated issue for Emily. She’s better about it than she was two months ago, but she’s still struggling.

β€œNo cleaning yourself up until bath time, little girl. You’ll wear Daddy’s gift for the rest of the day.”

β€œYes, Daddy.” I can’t see her face, but she sounds very unhappy.

β€œFinish and come up here, little girl.”

She finishes cleaning me quickly and turns around, stretching out along my right side and laying her head down on my shoulder. That’s not enough for me. I pull her on top of me, adjust her until I she’s fitted into me, then take her mouth and kiss her deeply, tasting her sweetness under the musky salt of my jism.

β€œI can taste myself in your mouth,” I tell her between kisses. β€œDo you think I find that disgusting?”

She looks at me uncertainly. β€œNo?”

β€œNo. 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€œYes, Daddy,” she agrees quickly. β€œEvery inch of me.”

β€œThat’s right. When you hide yourself from me, are you denying that every inch of you belongs to me?”

I see her consider it, her eyes narrowing. Then she nods. β€œSorry, Daddy. I didn’t realize.”

β€œWhen you hide part of yourself from me, are you submitting to me? Are you giving me all of yourself?”

She bites her lip and the big eyes fill. β€œNo, Daddy. I’m sorry. I do want to give you all of myself. I’ll do better. Promise.”

β€œThat’s my girl. That’s where we should be.” I brush her tears away and kiss her on the forehead. β€œI 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€œYes, Daddy. Sorry.”

I hug her tightly. β€œI know this is hard for you, little love. I’m proud of how far you’ve come, but I need you to take that next step with me and let go of those old fears. When you’re tempted to hide from me, or when you worry I’ll find you disgusting, I want you to repeat your mantra.”

She wraps her arms around my neck. β€œI can do that, Daddy. My mantra really helps.”

β€œThat’s what I want to hear.” I rub my nose against hers. β€œWe’re a team, right? Top and bottom? Daddy and baby girl?”

She nods eagerly.

β€œThat’s my sweetie. Nothing comes between us. Not old fears. Not new garbage. You must have questions about me and Miranda. Ask me, baby. Doesn’t have to be right this minute, but ask me before she gets here. I don’t want you bottling it up and choking on your fears while she’s here. Promise me you won’t do that.”

She nods again and kisses my jaw before she asks, β€œDid you and Miranda have a contract like we have?”

Good, she’s thinking it through. β€œUh-huh. It was a more traditional contract than you and I have, but it was similar.”

β€œAnd you had your hard limits in it?”

β€œYes, I did.” I can see where this is going. β€œMy hard limits with Miranda were different from my hard limits with you, Emmy.”

β€œOh.” She considers this for a moment. β€œThere’s nothing about me staying on birth control in our contract.”

β€œTrue.”

β€œDo you want to add something?” she asks, her voice tiny and soft.

β€œNo.”

She wiggles, snuggling in a little tighter. I reach down and tug her dress up so there’s nothing between us from waist down. Her warm, damp skin settles against mine. Dirty, delicious connection.

β€œWhen I heard you arguing with her on the cruise, I kind of got the impression that you didn’t want kids at all. You said you offered to get a vasectomy.”

β€œI did. I would have frozen my sperm first, but I didn’t ever want to be in the position I’m in now.”

She gives me a funny

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