Page 14 of Dirty Little Secrets
Hooking my hands beneath her arms, I carefully help her up off the rocking horse. Her legs tremble, and I have to steady her a bit before I’m able to guide her over to the pretty pink-and-white bed in the corner of the room.
“Up you go, naughty girl. I want you on your back. Mommy wants to ride that pretty face.”
As I’d expected, pink infuses her cheeks at my words. My girl does love being told how pretty she is, which isn’t a hardship considering she is the prettiest Little girl I have ever seen.
Once she’s in position, I let my gaze rake over her naked form. Pink splotches cover her breasts and the sides of her thighs. My marks, on my girl.
Mine.
Lifting the crop, I trail it down over her skin, and my babygirl trembles so beautifully for me. “You will be allowed exactly one orgasmafteryou prove you’re a good girl and make Mommy come. But not a moment before. Am I clear, little girl?”
Her head bobs up and down eagerly, her eyes glazed with desperation. “Yes, Mommy.”
“Good girl.”
Climbing up on the bed with her, I position myself so I’m kneeling on either side of her head, facing her lithe body. Junie’s arms come up around my thighs, her fingers digging into the soft flesh there as her tongue darts out, seeking my clit.
Pleasure wells inside me and I let my head fall back on a sigh. “Just like that, my precious girl. You’re doing such a good job, baby.”
I allow myself to sink into the pleasure for a bit. Forgetting everything except the feel of my girl’s wicked tongue in my cunt, so eager and desperate to please.
But this isn’t only about finding my release. This is about teaching my naughty girl a lesson.
Raising my head, I stare down at the expanse of toned, pale skin in front of me. And even though I know she can’t see, I let a smile curve my lips as I lift the crop and bring it down against her pussy with a snap.
Beneath me, my girl freezes, so I swat her again, and am rewarded with a whimper as she attempts to close her legs.
“No.” I punctuate the order with a swat to the top of each thigh. “Keep those legs open so Mommy can see what belongs to her.”
With another whine, she slowly allows her legs to fall open. I reward her with another stroke of the crop against her soaked pussy, the leather making a satisfyingsplatsound as it connects.
“Don’t stop,” I remind her, grinding my pussy against her tongue. “No orgasms for you until Mommy gets hers.”
It’s an exquisite torment, punishing my girl this way. Every time I swat her, she freezes, which only serves to keep us both on edge. For what feels like hours, I keep her there, trapped beneath her Mommy’s dripping cunt as I continue spanking her pretty pussy.
By the time I’m through, her lips are swollen, puffy and red from my punishments. Taking pity on her, I close my eyes, focusing on my own pleasure as I roll my hips, my movements growing frantic as she works that clever tongue against my aching clit.
Something fractures inside me and I freeze, my head thrown back on a cry as molten-hot pleasure floods my body. The intensity of it leaves me breathless, my entire being limp and drained as my good Little girl continues to work at my clit with her mouth.
Once I am indeed completely drained, I fall forward, pressing sweet little kisses to my girl’s swollen pussy lips. “My poor little baby,” I coo between kisses. “Do you want Mommy to kiss your poor little kitty and make it all better?”
“Yes, Mommy,” she whines, lifting her hips in entreaty.
Shehasbeen so good for me, despite the rocky start to our evening. So I duck my head, capturing her swollen bud between my lips and sucking. At the same time, I slide two fingers into her soaked sheath, seeking that spongy spot inside her I know drives her crazy.
My princess writhes beneath me, her begging turning to desperate, wordless cries as I work her closer and closer to the edge. The taste of her is sweet and salty on my tongue, the closest thing to ambrosia I’m ever likely to experience.
Once she’s a needy, whining, soaked little mess beneath me, I curl my fingers forward, hitting that magical spot.
And she shatters for me.
Only me.
I continue fucking her with my fingers, lazily rolling my tongue over her clit as she shudders and sobs her way through the orgasm. When I’m satisfied I’ve drained every possible ounce of pleasure possible from her sweet body, I shift positions, curling around her as I pull her trembling form into my arms.
“That was beautiful, baby. My perfect little princess. You were so good for Mommy, and I’m so proud.”
Junie sighs happily, wiggling around to bury her face in my chest. Chuckling quietly, I guide my nipple to her mouth and her lips clamp greedily around it as she suckles at her Mommy’s breast.
