verse50: I nestled into him, wide awake. The streetlight glow poured in from the edges of the curtai
verse50: I nestled into him, wide awake. The streetlight glow poured in from the edges of the curtain and lit up his chest. He was breathing softly, quietly. Obviously in that deep mid-night sleep. I didn’t want to wake him but I just had to touch him.With the barest fingertips, I traced his chest and neck, listening for any breathing changes. He continued to sleep. Good, I thought. He needs to rest. He had come home late from a work trip and just crashed into bed, drifting off with one of my legendary scalp massages. My hand crept lower. I’ll just hold his cock, I told myself. Wrap my hand around it and fall back asleep. The thought was very comforting. I slid my hand gently under the edge of the sheet.His breathing changed. I froze.“Daddy?” I whispered. No answer. “Daddy?” I slid my hand lower.His big hand suddenly clamped over mine. “Oh,” I said, with a small voice.“What are you doing, baby girl?” he said, groggily.“I just…wanted to hold your cock, Daddy,” I said, apologetically. “I’m sorry I woke you.”“It’s ok, sweetheart,” he whispered. “Come here.” He put out his arm and I snuggled in closer. A gentle kiss on my forehead and he moved my hand to his cock. Even soft, he filled up my hand. The warmth from there started spreading up my arm.“So you missed my cock, baby girl?” Light touches on my arm, then my breast. More kisses on my forehead.“Yes, so much, Daddy. I thought if I just held it I could fall back asleep. I didn’t want to wake you, truly.”“I love your little hands on me, baby. Don’t ever be sorry for that.” He turned my face up to his and waited til I gave him a smile.“Kiss me, baby girl,” he whispered against my mouth. “Play with me. Feel me get hard for you.”He held me close like that with soft, deep kisses- moving his hips so his cock thrust in and out of my hand. The glow lit up the drop forming on the head. I moved to go down there but he slid me on top instead. Reaching back, I sank onto him with a moan. He held my face and I leaned over him, my dark hair forming a curtain around us both. I could barely see him but the light caught his eyes.I touched his face and mouth as I started to move on him, gently and carefully.“I love you so much, Daddy,” I whispered. “So so much.” -- source link