Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
KALEB
Lottie had the widest grin spread over her face as she swung our joined hands together. We walked along the sand in Cannon Beach as the wind swirled around it, causing Lottie's hair to fly in a million directions.
She lifted her ice cream cone to her lips, only to have her hair fly in the way once again.
This is why I had tossed hair ties in her sling pack.
"Turn around, I packed hair ties." I shook my head, trying to project disapproval of her lack of preparedness.
But I failed utterly.
Our Little was too cute for words. Beautiful inside and out. This is what Daddies were for. To take care of their Littles.
I unzipped the pack and pulled out two hair ties and set to work pulling Lottie's honey colored hair into two pigtails. It wasn't perfect, but it kept the majority of her hair away from her face.
"Thank you, Daddy A."
The pure joy shinning in her eyes made my heart swell and my throat constrict as I searched for the words I could say to accurately describe how much I loved this woman.
I tugged on her arm and brought her against my body, careful to not squish her ice cream between us. My lips pressed to hers. They were cold from her treat, and did little to cool my burning desire for this woman in my arms.
"I love you, Charlotte Alexander," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.
"I love you too, Kaleb Wulf." She rose on her tiptoes and gave me another kiss. "Um, my ice cream is melting."
I let her go and took a step back with a laugh, seeing the droplets of melted ice cream covering her hand. "Well, I'll just have to help with that, won't I?"
Her brow furrowed as I took the cone her hand and licked around it, my gaze never lifting from hers. I teased the ice cream as if I were licking her cunt, and her eyes widened as her pupils expanded.
"Who knew licking an ice cream cone could be such a turn on?" She breathed out, her cheeks darkening. I glanced down and saw her clenching her thighs, rubbing them together as if trying to relieve the ache of her budding arousal.
Her hand was still covered, which would simply not do. One by one, I licked her fingers and then her hand clean. The unique flavor of her skin combined with the chocolate ice cream was delicious. I could only imagine if I dripped it between her legs, the licked it up.
An idea for another day.
"Jesus Christ, Kaleb," Colby muttered and winced as he subtly tried to adjust the growing bulge in his pants.
"I say bravo," Andrei smirked and gave me an appreciative nod of approval.
I handed Lottie back her ice cream and kissed her cheek. She stood there, blinking at me with her mouth parted.
I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear. "Why don't we go back to the house?" I'd never been happier that I had the foresight to get an Airbnb for the weekend.
Andrei crowded her on the opposite side, his eyes hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses. "I think it's my turn tonight."
Lottie shuddered in response to his words, whispered close to her ear. Although Andrei spoke loud enough for me to hear him.
Part of it may have been the wind that kicked up in my direction.
"I never mind sharing though, as long as Lottie is ready for more than one of us at once." His fingers trailed down her arms, and her eyes fluttered shut.
"You guys don't fight fair," she murmured before swallowing harshly.
I licked my lips, desire licking through me like fire at oxygen. "Now I think it's really time for us to get back to the house."
"I do too," Andrei agreed. He plucked the ice cream cone from Lottie's hands and tossed it into a garbage can.
"Hey!" She protested. "I was still eating that."
Andrei gathered her close to his side, already walking back toward the house. "I'll buy you another one." He kissed her temple. "Besides, I want to eat you like an ice cream cone."
She giggled as the sand sank beneath her feet. The rain from yesterday made the ground firmer, but the sun today was rapidly drying it out.
Ever the impatient one, Andrei bent and tossed Lottie over his shoulder so he could walk faster.
Colby and I exchanged a glance, bursting into laughter as we started to jog to keep up.
It may have been my idea to get back to the house, but Andrei was taking it and running with it.
Literally.