Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Her fingers are nearly white from fisting them together. “Papi…”
“Has anyone ever touched this pretty pussy, Bailey?”
She shakes her head, her cheeks a dark pink.
“Words, Baby girl.”
“No, Sir,” she murmurs.
“Not even you? Have you ever played with your little clit or pushed your fingers up into your pussy, Little one?”
Her face turns even darker. “No, Sir,” she whispers almost too softly to hear.
A part of me is glad. It wouldn’t matter, but I like knowing all her firsts will be mine. “I’m going to taste your pussy, Baby girl. You keep your hands right where they are.”
She gasps as I lower my mouth to her mound. I want to take my time, but I’m too eager. I part my lips and suckle her without hesitation, loving the way she cries out. If I weren’t holding her thighs down, she would buck clear off the bed. I’m expecting that, though, so I grip her firmly.
Fuck, she tastes divine. I’m going to come in my pants while I eat my mate. It takes only a second to zone in on her clit, capture it between my teeth, and flick it with my tongue.
Bailey screams. The rush of liquid coming from her pussy tells me she’s reached her peak. I quickly thrust my tongue into her channel, loving the way it pulses around me, milking me with strong waves of pleasure.
She’s panting heavily as I release her pussy and wipe my lips on the back of my hand. I want to continue sucking on her, but I’ll do it again soon.
While she’s limp and sated, I lift her into my arms and carry her into the kitchen. She’s still trying to get enough oxygen as I fill the basin with warm water. Her head lolls back and forth against my arm.
“I’m going to lower you into the basin now, Baby girl.”
Her eyes widen and focus as I lower her body into the water. She looks around. “Where are we?”
“The kitchen, Little one. All of our homes have a basin in the kitchen where we wash our mates.”
“Why can’t I just use the tub in the bathroom?” she asks as she tries to sit upright.
I guide her to lean back and rest her head on the edge of the basin. She’s restless, though, flailing around enough to make me nervous. Without a word, I bring one of her wrists to the side of the basin and fasten it. I do the same to the other side while she’s still blinking in confusion.
“Papi…” she whimpers.
“The restraints are meant to keep you safe, Little one. I don’t want you to fall. It’s a long way to the floor.” I tap her thighs. “Open your legs, Bailey. I’ll wash your pussy first.”
While she hesitates, I fill my palm with the gentle soap of my people. My Little girl parts her small knees, though. She’s trembling, and she can’t hide her growing arousal even under the water.
“Such a good girl,” I praise as I reach between her legs to gently stroke her folds. My precious mate spreads her knees wider for me.
“Papi…” she murmurs.
“I know, Little one. You need more, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice is barely audible. Her embarrassment is adorable.
When I’m done tormenting her labia and clit, I run a finger between her folds, finding her entrance. Watching her face, I ease into her.
She bucks her hips clear off the bottom of the basin, making me glad I secured her. “Oh, God. Papi… Please.”
I ease my finger deeper. Fuck, she’s tight. I’m going to have to stretch her cunt often before I can take her with my cock. She’s also very responsive to my touch. She’s writhing and moaning, tugging on her wrists.
I won’t have her injuring herself. Yanking my finger out of her, I try to catch her gaze.
Bailey starts sniffling. “Papi…”
I grab her wrists and hold her down while I wait for her to meet my gaze. Her eyes are wild, a darker shade of brown as she looks at me. “If you want Papi to continue fingering your pussy, you’ll stop tugging on your arms. I won’t have you rubbing your wrists raw, Little one.”
She nods. “Okay, Papi. I’ll be good.” She grips the edges of the basin. Desperation rings loud in her voice.
I kiss her and let go of her arms. “Good girl.”
Her knees are wide, and she lifts her bottom, silently begging.
Building her up again, I stroke through her folds, loving her sweet sounds. When I thrust my finger in as deep as I can, she white-knuckles the side of the basin and cries out.
Adding a second finger, I stretch her farther. Her pussy is so very tight. My cock is throbbing in my pants.
When I press my thumb against her clit, she comes, gracing me with yet another orgasm. Our bond is growing stronger. It’s all-consuming. I’m stunned by how powerful it is. No amount of education prepared me for this.