Page 37 of Cuddling Carly

Her breathing grew deeper. Gasps and groans escaped her pursed lips. Wade was masterful and almost artful in his skill. Carly wanted to participate some way, to let him know how good it felt and how connected she was to him, but all she could do was lay there limp and impassive as his tongue pushed her toward the cliff of pleasure.

Too enthralled to move.

Her body too weak and helpless.

She could only accept his gift and pray the pressure building inside her core broke before she couldn’t take any more.

Finally, that ball in her core exploded and hot sparks rained down inside her.

With curled toes, she rode her first orgasm of the night until it had left her dazed and with her entire body ringing until the intensity subsided.

She was only vaguely aware that Daddy was continuing to kiss her as he moved down her legs, all the way to her feet.

But she regained her senses when he rolled her over and started at her feet again before moving up to her bottom.

Kissing her cheeks, he eased off and then gave her a few playful smacks—the slight sting enhancing the pleasure.

“Just a few good girl spanks for my little sweetie,” Wade said playfully.

Carly giggled as she arched her back and stuck her bottom out more.

“Good girl,” he told her as he gave her three more swats.

She continued to giggle as he kissed up her back, saying, “Daddy, I’m ticklish!”

When his lips finally reached her neck, she scrunched it as he kissed it, too, but that ticklish sensation faded when he nibbled on her ear. She stayed facing the other direction as he got off her and began to shirk out of his clothes, the sound of his belt buckle unfastening and pants unzipping letting her know what was taking place.

Bare flesh pressed against her—hard and taut—as he began to kiss her neck from behind again.

His cock bumped between her legs, and Carly could picture how big and veiny it was based upon what she felt as it jabbed against her.

But when he finally guided her around and she saw it for the first time, it was far more than she’d envisioned.

It looked so heavy. So ridged.

And it was swelling as that hungry look was once again shading his eyes. Daddy was sizing his little sweet pea up. And it was obvious he wanted what he saw.

“Daddy thought about taking his little sweetie from behind. But I want to look into your eyes, babygirl. There’ll be time enough for everything else later.”

The possibilities had excitement swirling inside Carly. But she wasn’t going to dwell on all of them right now. Like Daddy said, there would be time for that.

Right now, she wanted to live in that moment.

“May I touch it, Daddy?”

“Of course, honey.”

Taking her hands in his, he guided them to his growing member.

“Good girl. Just like that.”

Carly marveled at how much of her hands it took up. Whoa! It was a monster.

Fitting, she thought with a smirk, with all those Halloween decorations around town.

Despite the upcoming holiday, candy or even cupcakes weren’t the treats she wanted right now.

She wanted—no, needed—Daddy to stuff her and ride her hard until she came with a force she’d never felt before.