"Eden, Eden, Eden..." the warm voice murmured softly in the dim candlelight room to the wanton little girl lying on the plush bed. A somewhat aged hand, though nothing that spoke of a man over fifty, gently caressed the smooth pale flesh of his adopted ward's thigh as he watched the gooseflesh rise on her otherwise unmarred skin. "Tell me how much you want it, my darling," he whispered to her as a soft moan escaped her plump lips.
Clutching the bedspread beneath her to make a small fistful of material, Eden's crystal blue eyes fluttered open to gaze up at Frederick's tanned face. "I want to see," she begged softly as she rubbed her nose against his chest, the material of his dress shirt rough for her delicate skin.
At her request, Frederick lifted her up by placing his arm underneath her tiny shoulders and raising her head so that it was now lying on his chest, he dropped a gentle kiss on her pale pink hair. Trailing his fingers along her thigh, he brought his hand up towards her inner thigh and with one thick digit, he stroked the hardened nub of flesh that was protruding from her womanhood, flicking it once hard. Her gasp brought a shiver through his body and he rubbed it now in a circular motion to hear the repeated moan from her lips. "Tell me how much you want it, my darling," Frederick repeated, extending his middle finger now to stroke her sticky, sweet nether lips that trembled in reaction to his touch.
"Oh," Eden panted, raising her hips up off the bed, eager for his touch, though he pulled away when she did that. She whimpered when he paused and looked up at him with pleading, liquid blue eyes, though she stopped moving and held her breath as she bit her lip.