Like you’re my baby girl and I’m your Daddy. My cock throbs, pulsing with need. Seed spilling out, all for her, an innocent girl who should never know what turns me on. Except it’s her, only and always, and I’m powerless to hold that secret back now. “I know you need to ride my cock right now. And I know you’re too soft and little and innocent to ask for it.”

She sucks in a shocked inhale, her eyes wide.

Time stops.

Then she moans and throws her head back, baring her neck for me.

Daddy’s little girl, so turned on by the freedom to just do what her body wants.

“Yes, baby,” I growl. “You like that?”

“Jacob…”

My name moaned on her lips, in any form, is all I need to let my inner Daddy loose. “Can you come like this? My thick cock wedged against your little pussy? Rocking against your clit through your cute as fuck PJs?”

“Yes.” A breathy single word. A plea and a promise.

“Yes you can. Good girl.”

She laughs desperately and jerks her hips. “Is this for real?”

“Fuck yes.”

“Oh my God.” She groans, low and hot and perfect. “You like that I’m innocent?”

I swear under my breath, and she laughs, which makes me growl. Refined lawyer me is long gone. She’s getting the raw, real man underneath. “Yes, I like that. I’m going claim you so sweet, Sienna. Make you mine. You know that? You’ll never know another cock.”

“I need it,” she breathes.

“Not tonight. Not yet.”

“I know…” But she groans again like she’s frustrated, and I can’t let that stand. If my baby is needy, my job is to satisfy her.

I nudge one hand under the hem of her shirt, touching the trembling softness of her bare torso for the first time. Her whole body convulses as I slide my fingers up onto her ribs. “This okay?”

“Yes…”

“I want to make you feel good.”

“You do. You are.”

“More.”

“How much more?”

I close my hand over her breast and squeeze.

She cries out and I cover her mouth with mine, swallowing her pleasure gasp. Her panting breath is the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.

“More,” I growl against her mouth. “And you have to be quiet so they don’t hear us.”

She whimpers and nods.

I tug up her shirt, baring her sweet little tits to my eyes for the first time.

Round, full, perfect mouthfuls.

Tight nipples, growing tighter again as I stare at her in what must be unbridled, monstrous lust. My whole body heaves.

“Am I still a baby?”

Her silky soft question yanks my attention back to her face. “Yes,” I growl. “My baby. My sexy little secret. My innocent girl, all mine, isn’t that right? And what you need is my mouth on your tiny little tits, isn’t it?”

“Yes…”