Yes, Daddy (Dominant Series #1) ✔️

Part 4

Xavier had never rushed this way, he quickly picked the blanket from beside him and completely covered his limp c**k. Well, also his hand that was filthy because of his come.

"Yes, baby?" He groaned his voice hoarse and a bit breathless to and he noticed that her eyes were trained on his hard. He cleared his throat to which he noticed that her cheeks turned red and she looked at him.

"I just want you to help me..." She whispered in a small tone making him narrow his eyes at her. He was sure that if she would have been standing a meter away from him he would have not heard her at all.

"Speak up," He said his voice a bit annoyed because he was already feeling his hands disgusted by his own come and he can't keep up the heavy blanket so long, just imagining the blanket getting spoiled made him want to just throw away the duvet.

"I can't reach the top shelf and I want to keep the sweaters there daddy" She awkwardly said twisting her fingers not daring to look at him in eyes to which he let out a breath.

He wanted her to feel comfortable around him but the way she was so shy and quiet, it's definitely going to need a lot of time. He nodded his head but then realised that she was not looking at him, instead of staring at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing ever. He cleared his throat to get her attention.

"Yes... I'll be out in a moment." He hoarsely said avoiding meeting her eyes. She gave him that weak smile, just a twitch in her lips and skipped out of the room and he finally let the long painful groan he was holding back.

After that, he cleaned up his hand and threw his sheets away and then picked on some joggers from his wardrobe not even caring for a boxer at this point. He just wanted to go out and help her.

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He noticed her plump lips trapped under her teeth as she was looking up at the shelf. Her nose scrunched and as if she was blaming her height and he didn't want to admit but that somehow made his c**k twitch a bit. Well, everything she did was arousing and he was doubting that she was doing it purposefully.

"So...This is the shelf huh?" He asked breaking the silence as he noticed that she was not acknowledging him, busy glaring at the top shelf. She squeaked and turned around, dropping the sweater she was holding to which he chuckled. It was a bit hilarious.

"Sorry daddy" She whimpered and then proceeded to bend down and he really wanted to avert his eyes and look away but the way her chest bounced as she bent down and he knew, somehow that she was not wearing anything under and that thought made his fist to clench.

She was naked under that loose tee and he, for the first time noticed that it was the new sleepwear they purchased back at the mall and he definitely had no idea it was this glorious. There was nothing seductive about it though, it was just a plain viscose pink t-shirt dress and the material was so soft that she instantly took a liking and he didn't want to refuse.

When she rose from the position he inhaled sharply as he noticed that her n*****s were a bit hard and those pebbles were visible through her shirt and his mouth watered at the thought of lifting that skimpy material and putting his mouth around and tugging till she is crying out his name.

"Daddy?" She called out snapping him out of his thoughts. Xavier cleared his throat and looked at her. She forwarded the sweaters she was holding.

"Oh right. But wouldn't it be easier if you put them?" He asked his voice still rough and deep and his eyes barely staying at her face. The teen narrowed her eyes at him.

"But I can't reach that's why I asked your help" She pouted. He shook his head because he was a sinner and going to hell already.

"I meant as in if I lift you up will you put them up, baby? It'll be a good exercise"

She blushed at him and stared at him for few seconds before uttering, "But daddy can you lift me?"

"Are you kidding? I'm sure you weigh nothing." He huffed while waving his hand in the air. A giggle escaped her lips and that voice sent shivers down his spine. He clenched his jaw. How was he supposed to survive everything she does? It's just so difficult being around her and not just wreck her because she's such an innocent little girl.

"You're funny" She added softly. His lips quirked and he bowed down to her.

"Now come on baby," He said looking at her. She shyly walked towards him, her hips walking more than her legs and he smiled trying to stifle his screams. Just as she was near to him he handed her the sweaters to which she clutched tightly in one of her hand.

"I will hoist you up and tuck those sweaters wherever you want. Yeah?" He cleared his throat. She looked back at the bed and then him. He followed her eyes and noticed that there were at least twenty of them. 

Well, she did tell him that she loves warm clothes so he thought that Gucci and YSL were the best choices of sweaters and he still doesn't regret it.

"Okay I'm ready" She mumbled softly while coming closer to him. He turned towards the shelf and instead and turning towards it, he turned against it because he was filthy and he wanted to see her breast bounce as she arranges those sweaters in that shelf. She looked at him confused but nonetheless agreed.

"Hold tight baby" He whispered and then wrapping his arms below her hip he picked her up ignoring her squeak and raises her and inhaled deeply. His face was directly in front of her tummy. He just felt like nuzzling on that taut stomach and biting the soft skin, marking it up so everyone knows she's his only. Just the thought of marking her up made him clench his eyes shut.

She clutched at his shoulder with her one hand and threw the sweaters in the shelf and he just lifted his head to look at her and could see her neck arch up as she was arranging those and he also noticed that her boobs were moving as she was shifting along to which he pressed his face in her stomach causing her to giggle.

"Daddy it tickles" She breathed in between giggles. He just took one deep breath against the cloth, smelling her scent and the scent of new mall clothes.

"Sorry baby but your skin is so soft" He rasped from below and he noticed her laugh again at that and then she tapped at his shoulder indicating she was done and wanted to be let down. He slowly let her down and exhaled once her front was pressed against his.

Her n*****s looked like they would cut the material, they were hard and he realised that it must be so painful for her and that's when he was aware that the only thing separating him from laying her down and having his way with her was that sheer dress shirt.

He couldn't help but notice that her eyes were widened as she looked at him and she was taking deep breaths and that's when he was aware of the fact that he was hard against her. His length was tenting his loose joggers and since her t-shirt was the only barrier she could feel him hard against her stomach.

He curses himself for not wearing boxers. She had her arms around his neck. She shifted a bit and that caused their hips to brush against each other making him groan, inhaling sharply as his hard-on brushed against her stomach. 

He was also aware how her soft skin was pressed against her and at his groan, she looked up at him with her eyes narrowed and took her bottom lip between her teeth. He followed the moment with his eyes wanting to replace her teeth with his.

"Daddy?" She whispered as if she was scared to break their moment. Xavier hummed enjoying having a warm body pressed against his.

"What is it, baby?" He asked her as she stayed silent for a while busy chewing on her lips and it was driving him f*****g crazy. He didn't know what to tell her so that she can stop doing that.

But then again he didn't know exactly what to say.

"What is that pressing against my stomach?"

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