Chapter 12
CHAPTER 12
T he Fourth of July was Suzi’s favorite holiday. Well, along with Christmas, Easter, Halloween, Thanksgiving, New Year's Eve, and all the others. She didn’t really have a favorite; she loved them all. Even though this year she was celebrating with a bottom that was still sore.
“Who’s going to partner with who in the three-legged race?” Breezy asked when she finished her ice cream cone.
“Are you kidding?” Breezy said, lying on the blanket Gage had spread. “We’ve already done the sack race, the relay race, and one where we had to carry the egg in the spoon. I’m too tired to run anymore.”
“Good, that means you girls have time to hydrate,” Hutch announced. He walked among them, passing out bottles of cold water.
Suzi wrinkled her nose. She knew it was a Little thing to hate water, but seriously, she h-a-t-e-d water. Best case, it tasted like nothing but wetness. Then there were the times it tasted like chemicals or weird flavorings. If they came out with a chocolate flavored water, she might give that a try. Other than that, she was solidly on Team Anything But Water.
Hutch held a bottle out toward her. She shook her head. “I think I’m allergic to water in its purest form. I need it diluted.”
“Oh really,” Hutch said. “And what should I dilute it with.”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve heard some people have success diluting it with tea leaves or coffee grounds. I think you have to drink it consistently for a couple of months to see if it works for you, but I’m willing to put in the time for the benefit of science.”
Deke squatted down beside her on the blanket he’d spread for them. “That’s amazing, Rosebud. Tell you what, I’ll give you my phone. If you can find the citations for that study, we have a deal. But if you can’t, then I’m going to put a nipple on your water bottle, pull you into my lap, and feed you the water that way. Deal?”
Holy cow. Daddies were so sneaky! There was no way she was drinking a bottle of water like that for everyone to see. Although, she had wondered what the appeal was when she’d read about it in her books.
Maybe a conversation for later when she and Deke were home alone. She might hate it, but she might not. She was an ace reported, after all. She was trained to do research.
“Um, I can’t think of the name of the study right now, Daddy,” she said. “I’ll just drink it like it is.”
Deke smiled and it made those delicious tingles take root between her thighs. She hadn’t enjoyed her spanking the day before at all. But the before and aftercare were amazing. She still would never break a rule on purpose, not a big one anyway. But breaking a small rule that would get her a reminder spanking, as her Daddy had called it, was in her near future.
“That’s my good girl,” Deke said when she finished her water. Her tingles got stronger, and her nipples perked up. She didn’t think it was by accident he brushed them with his arm as he reached for her empty bottle.
Reid pushed to his feet when Winnie was done with her water. “You girls need to wait right here. The Daddies need to go get ready. The next race is one we get to run. Ezra will come get you when it’s time, and I better not hear of anyone giving him any trouble. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Uncle Reid,” they chorused.
Suzi didn’t remember the Daddies doing any races in the past. All the races and games were for the Littles. What kind of race was it? No doubt something boring. But they’d be there to cheer their Daddies on.
Once Ezra arrived, he led them to the track around the ball field. The Musketiaras all got seats on the front row of the bleachers.
“I’ll bet my Daddy wins,” Rory said.
A strained look passed over Ezra’s face, but it was gone before Suzi could read what it meant. “I’m not racing today, Rory,” he told her, ruffling her ice-blonde hair. “I’m on duty. No pouting, or we won’t stay for the fireworks.”
“It’s a good thing, really,” Winnie said. “My Daddy would have come in first, and he wouldn’t want to make you feel bad.”
Rory was on her feet in a second. “You take that back. My Daddy is the fastest of any Daddy in the country. He’d win the Daddy Olympics if they had them. Wouldn’t you, Daddy?”
Ezra grinned. “I’d give it my best shot for you, sweetie.”
Rory smiled back and then stuck her tongue out at Winnie.”
“There’s no use arguing about it,” Suzi said. “It’s silly to argue over ridiculous things.”
“Yes, it is, Suzi,” Ezra said.
“Yes,” she continued. “And all of you know it is ridiculous to think anyone, but my Daddy would win. Look how tall he is.”
And the arguing commenced. Just when thing were in danger of turning physical, Gabi pointed to the clubhouse. “I didn’t think we were supposed to bring our pets to this because the fireworks might scare them.”
“That’s right, Gabi,” Ezra said. “Do you see someone with a pet.”
“Yes, I do. And I want to know whose pets they are because I want a dinosaur, too.”
“A what? Nobody can have a dinosaur for a pet,” Georgia put in. “That’s silly.”
“Yuh huh,” Gabi said, “I looked it up one time. It’s illegal to have undomesticated dogs and cats, exotic wild animals, and bats. But nowhere does it say you can’t own a dinosaur.”
Breezy tried to reason with Gabi. “But dinosaurs are extinct. There are no dinos to own, so they don’t need a law for that.”
“Oh yes, there are. I know!” Gabi shouted.
“How do you know?” Tazzy asked.
“I know because there’s a bunch of them right over there,” Gage said and pointed toward the clubhouse.
All heads swiveled to the clubhouse, and sure enough, there were dinosaurs headed their way. An entire pack of dinosaurs, to be exact.
Suzi grinned and reached for her camera. This would be the story of the century. She’d be able to make the front page of all the national papers without publishing something that upset Deke.
When she zoomed in for a closeup, she blinked. Wiping her eyes, she refocused her lens and looked again. Nope, she’d been right the first time. One of those dinosaurs was wearing Deke’s shoes.
The theme song from the Rocky movies started blaring over the loudspeakers and the dinosaur began to run—well, stumble toward the track. Once they moved out of the direct sunlight, it was easy to see these dinosaurs weren’t real at all. They were inflatable costumes with tall heads, short arms, and short legs. But the best part was the giant innertube circling their already large tummies.
The music stopped, and a voice blared over the speakers. “It’s time for our final event of the afternoon. Let’s hear it for our very own DinoDaddies.”
The crowd erupted in cheers and laughter. What followed was the most hilarious race Suzi had ever seen.
The DinoDaddies lined up at the starting line. The only problem was the lanes of the track were designed for people, not gigantic, rotund dinosaurs. When the starting buzzer sounded, the DinoDaddies took off. Within three steps, they started bouncing off of each other.
Despite her cheers and encouragement, the first to go down was Deke. It turned out long legs were not an advantage when encased in a short-legged dinosaur costume. Neither were innertube encased bellies. Her Daddy might have stayed down, rolling and bounding forever, if one of his fellow dinos hadn’t pulled him to his feet. Unless dinosaurs today grew long, bushy mountain man beards, that DinoDaddy had been Reid.
They took off again, and Reid promptly fell, rolling all the way across the track with Deke chasing after him. There were dinos running and rolling all over the place.
Suzi laughed so hard she thought she might pee herself.
In the end, the DinoDaddy with the biggest advantage was Gage. Evidence suggested martial arts helped even dinosaurs keep their balance.
When the race was over, Suzi and all the other Littles ran to find their caregivers. Deke was a hot, sweaty mess, and she did not care. Flinging herself in his short dino arms, she tunneled under his costume and kissed him silly.
All in all, it was the best Fourth of July Family Day ever. And she had the video to prove it.
One naptime on her blanket and a chilidog and chips supper later, it was time for the Fireworks Freedomest. The fireworks were her favorite part of the day. This year, her Daddy got her some awesome headphones just for the fireworks show. They were blue with sparkles on the ear covers and had sparkly white stars on the headband on cool springs that made the stars swing and bounce when she moved.
He’d set out a blanket close to the shore of the pond so they could lay back and watch the show, and she could take pictures for the paper. He sat behind her and pulled her back against him. It was perfect.
“If I have to go help with anything, I want you to stay on the blanket, understand?”
She nodded dutifully. “Yes, Daddy, but nothing will happen. I’ve been coming to FreedomFest forever. They’re very careful.”
“I’m sure they are. You just remember what I said and mind me. I’d hate to end the day with you over my knee getting your bottom busted for not minding.”
Yeesh! Someone was feeling overprotective. She should probably object, but the truth of matter was she liked it. She had never had anyone who cared if she did anything dangerous or not. Deke cared, and it made her feel special.
“Since you’ve been a good girl all day, I brought something for you to share with the other Musketiaras.”
She sat up straight, excitement zinging through her.
He brought out a large box filled with sparklers.
“Yay!” She clapped her hands and bounded on her heels. “I love sparklers.” She turned to Georgia and Taz who sat on the blanket next to theirs. “Hey, Daddy brought sparklers for everyone. Pass it down!”
Georgia turned to Winnie on the next blanket down. “Uncle Deke got sparklers for everyone. Pass it down!”
The news spread around the Commons and soon Littles of every description were clustered around their blanket.
Deke pretended to be upset, grousing about so many Littles, but she could tell it was all for show. She needed to tell him that a six foot five Daddy didn’t need to work at being intimidating.
“All right, everyone, make a line, and I’ll make sure everybody gets a sparkler.”
Once all the sparklers had been handed out, Deke walked to one end of a line of Littles that stretched halfway around the pond. He held her hand and let her light the first sparkler, and then he led her to the opposite end.
When they were in place, he pulled out a sparkler for her. Her sparkler was different. All the others were gold and sparkled with brilliant white light. Suzi’s sparkler was red and just a bit larger.
Suzi didn’t think the sparklers were ever going to reach her. It must have taken five hours. Finally, Gabi’s sparkler was lit by her neighbor, who passed the flame to Suzi.
As soon as Suzi’s sparkler started shooting red sparks, a giant red firework filled the sky with a loud boom, and smaller white fireworks popped all around. After that, a constant barrage of strobes, screamers, and spinners decorated the night sky while patriotic music played.
Suzi took as many pictures as she could of the show and the crowd. It was going to be the Nugget’s best special edition to date.
When the fireworks stopped, Suzi thought the show was over. She tried to decide which set of fireworks had been her favorite as she pulled the strap of her camera over her head.
“Woah, babygirl. What are you doing?”
“Putting my camera away so I can go talk to people and get some quotes about the fireworks this year.”
Deke gave her the look. “First of all, you will not go anywhere without Daddy. Remember what we talked about?”
“But Daddy, I’m not leaving the area. We know everyone here.”
“Do we need to go to the car and have a discussion about minding Daddy?”
Yikes. Her bottom clenched. She was an ace reporter. Code words were part of her business, and she knew what discussing something meant.
“No, Daddy. I remember. I’ll wait for you.”
“Good choice,” he said. “Besides, if you go interview people now, you’ll miss the grand finale. That’s the best part.”
She slapped her forehead with the palm of her hand. “That’s right! For the love of gumballs and gummy bears! What was I thinking?” She pulled her camera back out and ran closer to the shore. “I almost missed it.”
“That’s far enough, babygirl. Not another step closer to the water. I don’t want you accidentally going for a swim with your camera.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she called over her shoulder. “Come on, everybody. Let’s get a Musketiara picture with the fireworks in the background.”
All the girls jumped up and ran to get in the picture. It didn’t take long to realize there were way too many people for a selfie.
“Daddy, can you take our picture?”
Deke pushed to his feet. “I thought you’d never ask, Rosebud.”
It took a few minutes, but everyone found their place as the first burst of fireworks exploded behind them. She’d never seen so many fireworks go off at one time. It was gorgeous. Thank goodness her Daddy had given her the noise-canceling earphones because the finale was also loud.
“Make sure to get the fireworks in the background, okay, Daddy?” Suzi asked.
Deke waited for the whistle of the final round of rockets launching and snapped the picture when the sky lit up with color.
“Did you get it, Daddy?” Suzi called. “Did you get everyone?”
“Let me see,” Rory said as she ran toward Deke.
“Me, too!” all the Musketiaras echoed and raced to his side.
“Hold on,” Deke said. “I need to get to the picture. It will only take a second.”
In the distance, a piercing whistle filled the night air. Everyone ignored it for a second, until it became clear the whistle was growing louder. was filled with one more whistling rocket, this one louder than all the others.
Deke focused on something beyond Suzi’s head over the pond. He stiffened, then yelled, “Everybody down!”
The tone of his voice brooked no arguments, not that any of the Little would argue with a Daddy when they used that tone of voice. They all dropped to the ground and threw their arms over their heads.
After a glance behind them, he snarled, “Fuck!” He grabbed Suzi and threw them both to the ground, making sure to twist so she landed on top of him. Within seconds, the stray rocket sizzled past them and exploded within feet of them.
For a second, the air came alive with twinkling lights that reminded her of fairies and Christmas lights. But then, those beautiful lights drifted to the ground, landing on the clothes and skin of those close by. It was like she had run into a hive of bees. The embers stung and burned. Deke flipped them and covered her body with his own.
Just as she thought the worst had passed, the cardboard container filled with remnants of metal salts and gunpowder caught the nearby grass fire, and pandemonium broke out. Deke followed Reid, Hutch, and Gage as they grabbed their Littles and took off for the clubhouse. Lawson, Sawyer, and Connor rounded up others and herded them the same way.
The thick, acrid smoke burned Suzi’s throat and stung her eyes. And to add insult to injury, the entire common smelled like rotten eggs. It was all she could do not to throw up. People were shrieking and running everywhere, trying to get out of harm’s way. It reminded her of all those disaster movies with tidal waves or sinking ships.
Time seemed to slow as Suzi looked out at the panicked crowd. She tried to take mental pictures, so she could describe everything accurately in the paper. What had been a perfect day could have ended in tragedy. What had gone wrong? It must have been an accident.
“Why did they shoot rockets into the crowd, Daddy?” she asked as Deke put her on her feet inside the clubhouse.
“I’m not sure what happened, babygirl. It was probably a misfire or a rocket they set aside because it was damaged. It shouldn’t have gone off. They usually put them in water or sand to ensure this doesn’t happen.”
“It had to have been an accident,” Reid said. “I know everyone on that team. They are competent professionals, and their safety protocols are top notch.
“Agreed,” Gage said. “But I’m not sure the committee shot that rocket. It was crazy, but even with all the running and screaming, I thought I heard motorcycles pulling away after the firecracker was launched.”
“I heard it, too,” Hutch agreed. “So, we’re thinking the Warriors were involved? How did they get into the subdivision? Someone had to have seen them coming in.”
“We can worry about that later. Right now, we need to go help them put out the grass fire before it spreads,” Reid said. “Deke, Gage, you stay here with the girls. The rest of us will be back as soon as we can.”
Relief flooded Suzi. She wanted her Daddy to be there with them, not just because he was her Daddy but also because she knew Deke would keep her and her friends safe.
“Georgia,” Tazzy said, “let’s go start a pot of coffee and see if there are any snacks.”
“How can you eat at a time like this?” Morgan Shaw demanded. “If I eat anything, I’m going to be sick.”
Suzi agreed with Morgan. Her throat still burned from the smoke. But everyone needed something to focus on while they waited for the Daddies to get back.
The girls talked about possible reasons for the renegade fireworks. Nothing like that had ever happened in Darling before. Was it a coincidence the rocket came straight toward them, or were they the target?
By the time their Daddies returned, they had lots of questions with no answers.
“Daddy, I want to go home,” Suzi said.
“Babygirl, I don’t think we can drive all the way out to your house tonight. It’s a long way, and we haven’t finished the security system yet.”
“Not my house, Daddy. I want to go home.”
“I know, babygirl, but—wait, you mean home is now my house?”
She nodded, embarrassed now that everyone was looking at her. “Home is wherever you are, Daddy.”
She lifted her arms to him. The heat that flared in his eyes at her words made her thighs soften. Without another word, he picked her up, and she buried her face in his neck. He smelled like smoke and sexy man.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her to his car.
“Hurry, Daddy,” she whispered, letting her lips brush the sensitive skin where his neck curved out to his broad shoulders. He might only live a few blocks away, but it was too far.
Even though it wasn’t far, Suzi fell asleep on the way home. She roused when Deke unhooked her seatbelt and once again lifted her into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her up the stairs and to her room.
With sleepy eyes, she lifted her arms and let him undress her. He pulled out a cute hot pink sleep set with big purple flowers. Carrying her again to the bathroom, he waited for her to do her business, brush her teeth, and wash her face. Lifting her once more, carried her back to her bed.
“That’s my sleepy girl,” he said, tucking her in and making sure she had Kiki cuddled tight.
He leaned over to press a kiss to her forehead, but she grabbed him and refused to let him go. “Can you stay with me, Daddy? I don’t want to be by myself.”
A pained expression she didn’t understand crossed his face. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Rosebud. I can lie down with you until you fall asleep. How does that sound?”
“Not good,” she told him. “What if I have a bad dream in the middle of the night?”
There went that pained look again. All of a sudden, she understood. Of course, he didn’t want to sleep with her. Why would he? She rolled onto her side so she didn’t have to face him.
“That’s okay, Daddy. I was just… you don’t have to stay if you don’t want to. I’ll be fine.”
“Hold on a minute,” Deke said. “Do you want to talk about what I want? Let me show you how much Daddy wants to sleep with you tonight.”
He took her hand and pressed it onto his cock. His very hard, very large cock.
Eyes wide, she turned back over and stared up at him, sleepiness now a distant memory.
“It isn’t that I don’t want to sleep with you, babygirl. It’s that I want to so damn bad that there’s no way I can get in this bed and not make love to you.”
Her belly tightened, and not from fear. No, this feeling was something else.
She sat up, and before she knew she was going to do it, she touched her lips to his. A tingle streaked down her spine, continuing when it reached her ass and straight to her lady bits, where it decided to stay.
Deke froze on the spot. What did that mean? Had she done something wrong? She must have because, if she had done it right, he’d be kissing her back by now.
He stared at her, his chest rising and falling much faster than before. “Babygirl, I’m trying to take care of you. You’ve been through a lot this evening. This isn’t the right time for what I want to do, and I can’t keep myself from doing anything less. So lie back down like a good girl, and we can talk about this tomorrow.”
He cupped her cheek and made to kiss her forehead again. She wasn’t interested in a kiss on the forehead. Or a peck on the cheek. Or even a chaste kiss on the lips.
The feeling needy, tingly feelings inside her were growing stronger. So, at the last minute she turned her head so his lips landed on hers. As soon as they met, she opened her lips and his tongue swept inside.
It. Was. Glorious.
“Babygirl,” he grumbled, but not with the same conviction, “Daddy said tomorrow.”
But she couldn’t wait. She was feeling things she’d never felt before. Hot, needy things. So she did something naughty. She deliberately disobeyed her Daddy. She kissed him again.
When he didn’t push her away, she pushed her advantage and traced her tongue across the crease of his lips.
And she caught fire.
Apparently, she caught Deke on fire, too, because with one swift move, Suzi was on her back. He was over her, pressing her down with his hips. Oh yeah, she had totally caught her Daddy on fire. Instinct took over and she ground her pussy up against his swollen cock.
With a groan, he dropped his forehead to her. “Rosebud, you’re killing me. I’m trying to do the right thing here. Daddy said tomorrow.”
She shook her head, rocking his with hers. When he lifted up, she met his eyes. She held nothing back, letting everything she was feeling inside show. “Tonight, Daddy,” she begged. “Please?”
The heat burning in his eyes made her brave. Reaching for his neck, she wound her fingers through his hair and tried to pull him back down to her. When that failed, she pulled herself up and nipped his bottom lip, repeating, “Please, Daddy. I need you.”
He lowered himself to his elbows, caging her in, trapping her arms between them. “Are you sure, Suzanna? I don’t want to hurt you in any way.”
“I’m sure, Daddy.” God, was she sure. “I need you.”
At her words, desire blazed his deep brown eyes to sable. “Well, it’s my job as your Daddy to give you what you need. But Daddy is in control, do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” was all she was able to get out before his lips were on hers.
A growl rolled through his chest, titillating her already sensitive skin, becoming a pulse between her thighs.
His lips captured hers, and she opened to him instantly. He thrust his tongue inside and claimed her mouth. Tilting her head to the side, he wasted no more time in deepening the kiss. She’d never been kissed like this before.
She clung to him, fueled by the desperate need to have more of him. She wanted everything. She curved one leg across his ass and pulled him harder against him.
A flash of sweet pain made her gasp when his palm connected with the back of her thigh, the pain immediately melting into pleasure.
“Who did I say was in charge, little girl?” His deep voice roughened deeper with desire, sending shivers dancing over her.
“You are, Daddy.” Was that her voice, breathy and raspy at the same time? “But I need… I, I don’t know what I need, but I ache.”
“Daddy knows what you need, babygirl. Tell me where you ache.”
She couldn’t do that. She was a good girl, and good girls did say things like tits and pussy. And how was she supposed to talk? She could barely say words, much less speak them.
“I want you to be Daddy’s dirty girl and tell him what you want,” he said.
Without waiting for an answer, he lifted her from the bed and ripped her camisole over her head. Laying her back down, he then bent his head and dragged the flat of his tongue over her nipple. She almost came on the spot.
“Oh, god! Daddy, that feels good. Can you please do that again?”
His hot breath teased her painfully tight nipples when he asked, “My baby likes feeling Daddy’s tongue on her little nips. I’ll take care of you, babygirl.”
And he did. Her back arched up when he latched onto her entire areola and sucked it into his mouth, lashing the tip of her nipple relentlessly with his tongue. Lightning bolts of need flashed from her breast to her clit, drenching her already wet and needy pussy with her juices.
As he licked and pulled on her nipples, his beard brushed and tickled the underside of her breasts, causing her to writhe with pleasure. When his groan vibrated against her nipples, it almost pushed her over the edge.
She was never going to last.
Just when she thought she might lose her mind, he shifted them again, this time putting her on top.
Her heart tripped in her chest. Did he think she would be able to give him the same level of pleasure he’d given her? She wasn’t a virgin exactly, but she had no idea what she should do to please him.
“I thought you wanted to be in charge, Daddy,” she said, trying and failing to keep the accusation out of her voice.
With a wicked grin, he pinched her already overstimulated nipples. She squealed in protest, but a new flood of wetness drenched her sex.
“Oh, I am absolutely in charge, babygirl. But this is our first time. I want you to have the ability to help me get you where I want you to be.”
“Where do you want me, Daddy?”
“I want you so focused on the pleasure you’re experiencing you can’t even remember your name.” He pushed her breasts closer together so he could raze them with his beard. How was she supposed to concentrate on his words when he was doing that? He wasn’t finished. “But if I do anything that doesn’t feel good, tonight or ever, or that hurts you, you have your safeword. Do you remember what it is?”
Her breaths were coming in gasps, as if she’d just run a mile up the side of the nearest mountain. What had he asked her again? Right, safewords.
“Yes, Daddy. Red for stop, yellow for slow down, and green for good.”
He licked her nipples and blew on them, making them even harder. “That’s my good girl. Now, I want you to hold very still. I don’t want you to move at all, do you understand? Daddy needs to see if you are enjoying his attention, and you must be absolutely still. If you move, I will stop and we will go to sleep.”
“Daddy, that’s mean!” He couldn’t tell. he had to feel the mess she was making of his shirt.
“Only if you move,” he said with a wicked grin.
With that, he ran his hands lightly down her ribs and over her waist. Her skin pebbled in response to his touch. He rested his hands on her hips, staring at the juncture of her thighs. Since she straddled him, she was completely exposed. He ran his thumbs lower, stopping just above the slit of her pussy.
She had never wanted anything as much as she wanted him to touch her. God, her pussy throbbed with the need of it. It took everything in her not to rock her hips upward to force his fingers where she needed them to be.
Had anyone ever died from pleasure? If not, she would be the first. She knew it.
“Daddy, please,” she begged. “Please don’t stop.”
“Patience, naughty girl. I told you Daddy is in control.”
Just when she thought she would have to move, he slid his thumbs lower. But they parted so they didn’t touch the one spot that needed his attention. Instead, he positioned them on either side of her clit and pulled her outer lips apart, completely exposing her clit.
She only thought her pussy pulsed before. Now it pounded.
“Now isn’t that a pretty clitty,” Deke purred. “It’s so swollen and pearly, look how wet it is. I wonder if the rest of your pussy is wet, too.”
“Daddy,” she groaned. “This isn’t fair. I need you to touch me. Please, please, please, Daddy. Please touch me.”
“Soon, Rosebud, but Daddy has other things to do first.”
Things? As in more than one? It was official. She was going to die. But first, she was going to kill him for torturing her to death.
Suzi screamed, first in surprise, as the rough fabric of Deke’s jeans brushed against her exposed clit. Then, in reaction to the sensations that flooded her body. A pleasure that bordered pain assailed every nerve in her body, causing her to tremble with a need that shot to new heights.
“Daddy! Noooo,” she screamed. “Stop, Daddy. That’s too much. And not enough. How are you doing that? I can’t take it, Daddy. Please!”
“Well, which is it babygirl. Are you asking Daddy to stop or keep going?”
She had no idea. The endorphins flooding her brain wouldn’t let her think. She just knew she needed something.
“Daddy’s got you, little girl. You have been so patient, letting Daddy explore. Now it’s time for your first reward.”
With that, he slid from under her and left the bed. But he didn’t go far. He dropped to his knees at the edge.
She squealed again when he grabbed her thighs and pulled her toward him until her bottom was at the edge as well. Instead of lowering her legs, used them to tilt her hips up and rip off her pajama shorts and pantie. Then pushing her legs higher and farther apart, spreading her pussy wide, he braced a hand on the back of each of her thighs and held her in place.
“Rosebud, you’re so wet. Are all those sweet juices for me?”
This man! Flames heated her cheeks at his words. How could he ask her things like that?
Smack!
She screeched when he released one of her thighs a smack his hand down on her pussy, more from surprise than pain. It stung, but within seconds morphed into a different kind of heat.
“Answer Daddy, Rosebud. Are you this wet because of what Daddy did to you or what he’s going to do?”
This time she didn’t hesitate. “Both, Daddy,” she cried out. “It’s because of both!”
“That’s my dirty girl,” he growled, spreading her legs even farther.
With no warning, his face was pressed against her pussy, and he speared her with his tongue. He thrust over and over, going deeper each time. Her pussy clutched at him, trying to reach for release. She was almost there. Just a little more.
He brought his hands to her pussy, keeping her spread, but now spread the cheeks of her bottom apart. His tongue continued to ravage her, building the need inside her higher and higher. The pressure of his hands and the tension of not knowing what he might do ramped her desire even higher.
Then he dipped his chin and pressed the sensitive area between to opening to her core and her ass.
The whirl of exquisite tension started at the base of her pussy and spiraled up, consuming her. She came harder than she had ever done before. She screamed out her pleasure, not holding back because it would have done no good to try. Her finger twined through his hair and she held on. Wave after wave of the most intense pleasure washed over her as she came.
Once the last of his climax drifted through her, and she was finally able to open her eyes, she took in all that was Deke Winters. He rose to his feet and stood before her. The angle of the dim lighting in the room added definition to his every muscle. He towered over her, massive and strong, and hers. His cock fit his frame, thick and strong, and she had a moment of fear it might not fit.
He noticed the change as soon as she had the thought. “Are you sure you still want to do this, Rosebud? We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. To be honest, I’m not sure I can be gentle with you.”
Why those words restored her peace she didn’t know, but they did. He wouldn’t hurt her. She knew it.
She held her hands out to him and crooked her fingers. “Please, Daddy. I don’t need gentle. I need you. I’m not fragile. I won’t break. I want to give you what you just gave me.”
He stared at her for what seemed like forever, trying to read her. She rocked her hips up and again said, “Please, Daddy.”
He crossed to the bedside table. Retrieving his wallet, he took out a foil packet and tossed his wallet back down. Then he ripped the packet open and rolled the condom over his cock. She watched, mesmerized, and realized she was jealous of a condom. She wanted to be touching and holding him. Still, he kept his eyes focused on her. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
Putting a knee on the bed, he climbed on the bed and positioned her where he wanted her to be. His face still glistened with her arousal, and when he kissed her, she tasted herself on his tongue. She should have been embarrassed, but all she could do was remember what he had done and why her taste was there. How could she be embarrassed by that?
He moved between her thighs and positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance.
With a rueful grimace, he said, “I wish I could take my time with this, but I’ve wanted you for so damn long, and watching your come was the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, so I have a feeling I won’t last long. Next time, we’ll go gentle and slow.”
And then he glided inside her. It was a perfect moment, and then he began to move, slow and steady. And deep. It was amazing. Never better. Not ever.
He kept up the rhythm slow and steady, holding himself back long enough for her to get accustomed to his size. He pressed gentle kisses along her neck and the shell of her ear, and told her how precious she was to him.
Her heart was full.
Then he began to thrust deeper and harder and faster, but still holding back. She knew it, and she didn’t like it. So, she said the one thing she knew would ease his fears.
“Daddy, I need more.”
And he gave her more. They’d been making love, which she adored. But now they were fucking, and it was magnificent.
With her clit already sensitive, it didn’t take much to have her meeting him thrust for thrust. He powered into her, and she met him, bracing herself against the headboard so she could push back.
It didn’t take long for either of them. She tensed, gripping his cock and tightening her thighs. And then, for the second time that night, she flew apart, crying out as she came.
As she came down, he thrust into her deeper, harder, faster. Within a few strokes, he found it and bellowed out his release.
They were both panting as he lowered himself to the bed beside her. He kissed her neck and shoulder and pulled the covers over her.
“Wait here,” he said and crossed to the bathroom.
She heard the water running, and soon, he returned with a warm rag to clean her. Even though embarrassment heated her cheeks, she let him. It was intimate, protective, and beautiful.
He took the rag back to the bathroom, then returned to the bed and tucked her into his side. She was safe and warm and exactly where she wanted to be. No, not wanted, needed.
She needed to be in his arms.
She needed to be in his heart.
That was the place she was safe.