Chapter 19
nineteen
LULU
Apparently even with a wonderful Daddy and a new home, I'm still struggling. I just can't quite comprehend why he's with me most of the time.
We're both back to work, but even so he seeks me out and checks on me. It's sweet but I don't like watching him walk away from his friends when he sees me.
Everyone has been so nice to me, helping me to clear out my mom's house and put it on the market. Most things were donated but so much of it was garbage too. Daddy was very adamant I would only go through my mom’s stuff and mine. The rest the Daddies took care of.
Auntie Sue also made Daddy calm down about the President guy who helped me. I don’t know what was actually said last week between them, but Sue knew of the club and had no concern about my safety. I’m glad Daddy has people he can trust. That MC guy is my friend if he’s Sue’s.
The truck is also gone, Daddy and his friends having taken care of that too. I don't miss it. The house was a much bigger deal, though.
I'm so grateful. I did have to battle some feelings of guilt when Daddy came upstairs from the basement.
I'm sure he saw signs of me being held down there, but I don't remember what it could have been.
I haven't been down there in a long time.
Nail lines in the wood of the door were probably the main thing he saw.
The frowns and cursing that day were horrible... I felt so bad.
Like right now when Daddy spots me walking up the steps to our home, and says goodbye to Bash in the middle of a conversation. Bash waves at me with a smile but I'm sure he's frustrated that I'm taking so much time with his friend away.
I'm not doing it on purpose though. Daddy just seems to think I need him or something. I want him with me always, but that's not fair to the life he had before me.
"Hi, beautiful," Daddy greets with a firm kiss on my lips and a hand on my butt. Heat rises to my cheeks knowing that anyone could see the way he's dominating my mouth right now. I find I don't mind too much.
"Let's get some food in you," he says when he breaks our kiss.
I follow him into the kitchen and fill my water bottle, staying quiet. The smile on his face confuses me when he watches me. Shouldn't he be frustrated that he feels the need to feed me instead of doing whatever he was doing before?
"What are you in the mood for?" Daddy asks, opening the fridge when I step back. "It's a bit early for dinner, so we can start with some crackers and cheese."
My stomach roils at the thought of food. "No thank you."
"Okay, how about some blueberries and yogurt? Refreshing after your day outside."
"No thank you. I'm not hungry."
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, Daddy's on me. His big hands hold my jaw as he studies my face. "Are you stressed, baby? Why aren't you hungry?"
Battling the urge to cry, I set my water down and take a deep breath. He knows me so well. We've only been together for a little over two months and while I know we're super close, it still shocks me when he reads me so well.
Nodding, I admit I am stressed. "I'm just worried about you, Daddy."
"Me?" He rears back a little. "You never need to be worried about me, Lulu. That's my job."
"But you're not hanging out with your friends. You spend all your free time with me. I'm sure you miss them, and I'm more than happy if you want to see them more."
I'm prepared for him to sigh in relief and maybe ditch me right here and now, but instead his shoulders drop and he kisses me gently. "You." Another kiss. "Are." Kiss. "The sweetest woman."
Then he's hoisting me over his shoulder and squeezing the backs of my thighs. "Daddy!" A giggle slips through my indignant screech. "What are you doing?"
My nerves light up when I realize he's taking me to our room. Oh gosh, are we finally going to have sex? Daddy's been so patient and such a giver. I've only given him a hand job a few times before he flips me onto my back and devours me.
"I'm going to show my woman just how much I love her," Daddy growls and tosses me on the bed.
Looming over me, he rips his shirt off. "You are the person I choose to spend my life with.
That means I want to spend every moment I can with you.
You're my best friend, my lover, and my Little.
Of course I spend all my free time with my most favorite person. "
"Are you going to—" I swallow, nervous.
Daddy grins, reaches forward and yanks my shorts off in one move. "I'm going to show you just how much I love you, baby. Then there will be no nonsense about pushing me to hang out with my friends. Daddy knows best, you understand me, Lulu?"
"Ye-yes, Daddy," I whimper. The clank of his belt and the darkening of his eyes makes me wiggle.
"Spread your legs and let me get your tight cunt ready for me." Jeans on the floor and my pussy on display, Daddy kneels between my legs with so much desire on his face.
The first touch of his fingers makes me jump a little, but he's quick to soothe me with a kiss that steals my worry. I know it will hurt, but just one or even three of his fingers pumping inside of me isn't enough. The obscene squelch of my wet walls trying to suck him further in makes me moan.
"Daddy, more," I huff and remember my manners, "please."
His chuckle is dark but instead of scaring me, all it does is turn me on. "I want you to play with your clit while I get the condom."
The pads of my fingers on the sensitive spot only serves to frustrate me. Especially with Daddy's tight ass right there and his thick thighs braced over me.
"Good, beautiful, girl."
"Daddy..." I plead and arch my back.
He shushes me and leans down to suck on my collarbone. "These clothes need to come off."
Scrambling together, my shirt and tank top becomes a forgotten pile on the floor. He doesn't waste any time kissing and licking across my chest, serving to distract me so well that I don't notice the head of his cock notching at my entrance.
I can't hold back my gasp as he pushes inside of me. He's so much bigger than his fingers. I need him to just get it in! "Green means go, Daddy!"
"Sit still, my love. Here," he rumbles and sucks my nipple into his mouth at the same time he breaks through my hymen.
The pain is quickly stolen by the feeling of overwhelming fullness and Daddy's tongue flicking the tip of my nipple.
He groans and my scared breaths quickly turn into sighs of pleasure.
"Baby, I'm not going to last," he grunts and lays his forehead on mine. His saliva on my nipple gives me chills as do his words. Something about him not being able to control himself makes my pussy flutter. "Fuck, you're so tight."
The weight of his body on mine feels like a safety I never knew I could feel.
"Do that again," I whisper when a particular roll of his hips drags his pubic bone across my clit.
He does as I ask, and it feels so random but when his dark hair tickles my forehead, fireworks explode through my entire body. "Daddy!"
The drag of the head of his cock drives me wild as my walls grip and milk him for all that he's got. Delirious, my body wants his cum to paint my walls but we're not there yet. Boy do I want it though.
"Fuck. Fuck. Lulu!" Daddy growls, his thrusts becoming wild and there's nothing I can do but hold on as he fucks me through the last pulses of my orgasm.
His rippling back and face twisted in pleasure drives me wild with happiness and giddiness to do it again. And again. The sense of closeness when he slumps against me and hugs me to his big chest makes me ache to never leave.
"I understand now, Daddy," I whisper, fighting back the urge to cry. "You're my soulmate."
Daddy hums and gathers me close as he rolls over. "And you're mine."
"I still think you should hang out with your friends more," I grumble a bit later after I've caught myself thinking about the worry that clung to me all week.
Daddy chuckles and kisses my forehead. "We'll both hang out with our friends this weekend. There's a big barbeque planned, remember?"
These days, excitement is the prominent feeling when Daddy says we're hanging out with people.
Of course I still get nervous and a little self-conscious if I slip into Little mode but that just means I get to play with Cora and Zeek.
He's a Little boy I met a few weeks ago, thanks to Cora's outgoing personality and determination to get me all the friends I can handle.
Maybe I'll meet someone new again.