The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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I sob dryly, βDaddy, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy. Ta, ta, ta so much.β
βGood girl. Thatβs it. Let it out, baby doll.β
I do, releasing whatever strange energy heβs filled me with. I sink back into the bed and dissolve into delirious tremors. Logan keeps thrusting, not pounding, just a liquid gliding from my opening all the way to my core, over and over. His motion fills me, sates me. Itβs mellow and hot and sharp and so very delicious. I roll against the bed, shoulder to shoulder, as much as his grasp on my hips permits, wallowing in the pleasure.
βDaddy, please donβt stop.β
Logan groans. βSorry, baby, but Daddyβs really close. This feels fucking amazing.β
It does. And I donβt want to delay his release, not when heβs had less than half the orgasms I have. βYes, Daddy.β
Logan leans over me, thrusting like he canβt stop. βDo you want to switch positions? That might help me last a little longer.β
I smile up at him. βNo, Daddy.β
βGood girl, Emmy.β He closes his eyes and throws his head back for a moment, before he looks down at me again. βIβll make it up to you next time, baby. Oh, fuck, yesββ
His words trail off into ragged panting as his thrusts take on the urgency of a man right on the edge. He collapses over me, giving me the weight of his chest as he continues to support my hips and ass with his thighs and the bar of his arm. I clutch at him with my free hand, the other trapped between our bodies. He groans out his orgasm into my throat, nipping at me between his deep exhalations, rolling his face over my skin, nuzzling me. My Wolfy-Daddy. He melts deeper and deeper into me, flooding me on the last few thrusts before he gives me his full weight, crushing me down into the bed.
I dissolve into breathless giggles.
Logan chuckles into my throat. βSilly baby.β
βDaddy-daddy-daddy.β
He shifts, taking some of his weight off me, which I protest hazily. He slides up onto his elbow and kisses me. βFuck, baby doll. My teeth have all rotted out, that was so sweet. Tiramisu sex.β
I giggle and rub my hands up and down his back, loving being crushed beneath him. βWolfy-Daddy sex.β
βWolfy-Daddy?β
βUh-huh. You were all nuzzle-y and bite-y.β I wrap my arms around his neck. βWolfy-Daddy.β
He spreads himself on me, smooshing me deeper into the mattress. βWhat does that make you, a wolfy-baby?β
βNo, Daddy. Little Red Riding Hood.β
Logan laughs, his belly bumping against mine. βLittle Red, huh? Iβm not sure about fucking Little Red Riding Hood.β
βThe Big Bad Wolf always, um, has sex with Red Riding Hood. He hides in her grandmotherβs bed waiting for her, and then he says heβs going to eat her up? Thatβs a euphemism, Daddy. He was totally boning her.β
He laughs again, shaking his head against my cheek. βWell, that puts bedtime stories in a whole new light. What do you think about playing that out as a scene? Weβll get you a little red cloak?β
If my brain hadnβt melted from that orgasm, it would from the idea of a dirty Red Riding Hood scene. βCould the Wolfy-Daddy be mean and hold her down and do things she doesnβt want? He could be sweet at the end.β
βYou love those rape fantasies, donβt you, sweetheart? I canβt wait to act them out with you. I think if Red resists, the Big Bad Wolf could tie her up and choke her while he fucks her. What do you think?β
I squeeze his neck so hard he chokes. βYes, Daddy! Yes-yes-yes. And the Wolfy-Daddy could take her the naughty way, if Iβm trained enough by then.β
βThe naughty way? Ah, is someone starting to like the idea of anal sex?β
βNo, you, Daddy, but a Wolfy-Daddy would definitely want to take Red the naughty way.β
βMmm.β Logan rocks on me, mooshing me all around so I feel like the filling in a sandwich. βI love your fantasies, baby. Weβre going to have so much fun together.β
Iβm already having more fun than I have in years, maybe even since Lew, my first Dom, who played with me the most, and this is just my first date with Logan. I hug him tight and thank him. He rubs himself on me and kisses me, until he finally slips out. He rolls onto his side and pulls me to his chest. This is a good snuggle position and I cuddle into him.
He strokes my hair as he says, βI want you to get a few more hours of sleep, baby doll.β
βYes, Daddy.β Iβm totally ready to cuddle to sleep with him. βCan I set an alarm? I donβt want to miss my train.β
βMmm.β Loganβs silent for a moment, petting my hair, then he says, βHow about we donβt set an alarm?β
βIβm not good about waking up without an alarm. I might oversleep.β
βYeah, about that. You got anything you have to be back for right away?β
My mother. Of course, she would ruin things. βIβm sorry, I do.β
He grunts. βI donβt want you sleeping alone tonight. Hell, I donβt want to sleep alone tonight. Any chance you can put your thing off for a day? Iβll pay for your return ticket on Tuesday.β
I want to. God, how much I want to. But visiting hours at my motherβs care home are limited, and if I donβt go tomorrow morning, I wonβt have another chance before I leave. βSir, I really want to, but I need to visit my mother before we go and visiting hours are Tuesday and Friday from ten to noon. Even if I take the early train tomorrow, I wonβt get back in time. I wishβ I wish so much I could stay another night with you.β
He strokes my head. βItβs okay. Thatβs important.β
Is it? She doesnβt even know who I
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