Summer Daddy

by Izzy Slam

  Beth wrinkles her brow, and I know she wants details. The moment her lips part, I throw a finger over them.

  “You don’t get to ask questions. Just give her the message. Please.”

  “Okay, fine.”

  After Beth gives me a swat on the arm, I walk off to my bedroom to finish getting dressed and confirm our flight plans for tomorrow. We’ll spend tonight in a little bed and breakfast at the other end of the island, then first thing tomorrow, we head to Aspen, Colorado. I’d wanted to take her to the Andes Mountains, but there wasn’t enough time to get a passport. That will be next on my list, though.

  Once I’m dressed, I find myself getting hard again as I imagine Paige’s innocent body, her plump breasts and light pink nipples, her sexy, glistening pussy, and those pretty lips wrapping around my steely girth. Will I even be able to make it until tonight?

  Or will I have to grab a little sample of my baby girl’s tight pussy before dinner is served?

  I suppose it will all depend on what she wants.

  And how she responds to me telling her I’m not ever letting her leave my arms.

  Chapter Seven

  ~Paige~

  When I woke up this morning, I felt those gray clouds hanging over me. Today is supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life, and I wish so much that I could share it with my parents. But once Beth got here and started helping me get ready, even bringing me breakfast and making sure Moses and I didn’t run into each other, those gray clouds began to lift.

  “I can see what my brother sees in you,” she says while curling my hair. “Even if he is trying to get to you before the wedding.”

  “Yeah, what was that all about?” I had seen Moses trying to peek through the door when Beth went to get something to drink.

  She rolls her eyes. “He said to tell you not to worry, that there won’t be any guests ruining your special day because he took care of everything. Obviously, I don’t know what he’s talking about.”

  Guests? That can only mean one thing. Garrus won’t be coming. Or he already has and Moses … took care of it. “I think I know what he means.”

  “You don’t have a crazy ex running around, do you?” Beth leans down and looks at me with a weary eye.

  “No,” I laugh. “Nothing like that.”

  “Well, my big brother does. Though, as far as I know she’s been out of the picture for a looooong time. Thank goodness. I couldn’t stand that woman after she cheated on Moses.”

  “What she did was pretty crappy,” I agreed. “But I got what she didn’t want.”

  “Yes you did,” Beth says, tapping me on the shoulder.

  I feel like I’m glowing from the inside out as she finishes my hair and does my makeup. I can hear the voices outside, people who’ve come to watch us become husband and wife, assuming that this is a lifetime vow we’re making when it’s probably only temporary.

  It’s okay, though. I’ve come to terms with it. Moses is a great catch. Too good for someone like me. I know he’s attracted to me and that he wants to help, and I will be eternally grateful for that. For that reason, I’ve decided to just … live in the moment and embrace everything about today.

  Even if it means ignoring that small ache in my chest that really does want Moses to be my husband forever.

  Beth leaves the bedroom to see if everything is set to go, and when she comes back, she’s smiling as she passes me a bouquet of stunning white roses. “Girl, it is so beautiful out there. You picked some gorgeous flowers.”

  If she only knew I didn’t pick a thing. And I’m not upset about it. In fact, I’m looking forward to seeing the creative, romantic side of Moses. I sniff the bouquet, feeling heady from the fragrance. “Is it time?”

  Beth nods and I follow her to the French doors that lead to the back yard. She’s right. It is amazing. There are several columns topped with dozens of white lilies, as well as a white carpet for me to walk down. He even rented chairs for the small crowd. Soft music plays as Moses waits for me underneath several tall palm trees, looking so handsome in his suit as the inlet water ripples softly in the distance. And I am standing here, literally fighting the tears.

  I can’t believe he went to all this trouble. I had no idea there would be this many flowers or people. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that he actually cares about me, and about giving me the wedding of my dreams. How can I not fall madly in love with him?

  We exchange our vows, and the kiss that he places on my lips makes me see stars. When the officiator pronounces us husband and wife, everyone stands up and cheers. Moses takes me by the hand and pulls me inside, jogging back up the white carpet and inside before the others.

  “What are you doing?” I giggle.

  Without answering, he sweeps me away to the master bedroom where he digs his hands into the globes of my ass and draws me to his body. “You’re mine now, baby girl.”

  “Mm, I know, daddy.”

  I cup his face, running my fingers down the scruffiness of his beard and feeling all this warmth bloom inside of me.

  “No. I don’t think you understand. You’re mine. For life,” he growls.

  His hands run through my hair and he pulls me closer.

  “Daddy. Are you saying…?”

  “I’ve been thinking about our conversation the other day, about this whole thing being a temporary arrangement.”

  I nod, partly terrified about where this is going and partly excited because I think I know where it’s going. “I remember that conversation.”

  “Well,” he growls, “nothing about what I feel for you is temporary. You and I, we’re going to grow old together, and nothing will ever come between us.”

  Tears pool from my eyes as I throw my arms around his neck. “Oh, daddy. You’ve made me so happy.”

  And he has.

  When we hear a knock at the door, I want to scream. Of course it’s Beth.

  “Hey, you love birds. No hanky panky until cake has been cut and guests are gone.”

  Guests. I hate that word. Then again, how can I not love it? They’re the reason Moses and I are together.

  “We’ll be right out!” Moses calls out to her.

  “By the way, what happened with Garrus?”

  Moses smiles and kisses me on the cheek. “He showed up but then had to leave. But not before passing on his best wishes, so looks like we’re in the clear.”

  I let my head fall against his chest and hug him tightly. “Let’s celebrate. And then kick everyone out so I can have you all to myself.”

  “Mm, that’s what a daddy likes to hear.”

  ***

  Moses made the mistake of having our wedding reception catered instead of just providing a few simple finger foods because it takes nearly four hours for the last guest to leave. He gets pulled in several different directions while the wives of some of his business associates strike up conversations with me. They’re nice, but I really just want to be with my husband right now.

  Moses keeps his eyes on me the whole time though, and I can almost read every thought that crosses his mind. Because they are the same thoughts I’m having.

  Once everyone is gone, he locks the front door and doesn’t say a word as he takes me by the hand and walks down the hallway to our bedroom. My body is on fire from need.

  “I’ve wanted you from the day you walked into my office in Mimi Beach, little girl.” He lazily unzips the back of my dress.

  “Hard to believe all that’s happened over the last few weeks.”

  “That’s not the only thing that’s hard,” he grumbles, pressing his lips to my neck and forcing my nipples to pucker.

  “I’ve gone from being homeless and fearing for my life, to pretending you’re my daddy, all the way to falling in love with you, Moses.”

  With his hands pressed to my face and my dress loosely falling down my shoulders, I am reminded of how powerful these feelings are. “And I am in love with you, my baby girl. And I am still your daddy.”

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sp; “You’ll always be my daddy,” I whisper.

  I want to freeze this moment in time, carry it with me forever. This feeling of being loved and cherished.

  Moses finishes undressing me and takes off his suit as I stand before him in nothing more than thigh highs and silken panties.

  I take in the sight of his muscled chest as well as his erection, feeling that tightness in my core. I drop to my knees and take him in my mouth, tasting his cock for the first time.

  Moses vocalizes his pleasure as he runs his hands over my head and tightens my long curls in a fist. His length bobs inside my mouth, and as I move my tongue over his bulbous head, my pussy becomes engorged, soaking my panties and making me purr.

  “I’ve waited for someone like you for so long. Someone so innocent who also wants to be daddy’s cock-sucking slut.”

  Strong urges fire inside of me at his words, and I find myself bobbing my head with a ferocity, causing his cock to turn to steel as hot fluid pulses to the back of my throat. I moan as I taste him, teasing his balls with my free hand as he growls what a good girl I am.

  I’m in a daze as he lifts me up onto the massive bed and peels down my panties with a look of urgency in his eyes. I hold my breasts as he nuzzles his face between my legs, lapping up my juices and making animalistic noises as he angles his gaze up to watch me.

  I can hardly contain my lust as he violently flicks my clit while partially inserting a single finger into my opening. That little bit of pressure sends me tumbling over the edge, and I cum with a force I’ve never experienced.

  My hands navigate up his chest when he mounts me. And as he points the head of his shaft at my tight entrance, I take a deep breath and wrap my legs around his waist.

  His lips fall to mine as he enters me, breaking through my innocence so quickly I don’t have time to fret about it.

  “Oh daddy,” I cry, shuddering uncontrollably right before he slips his tongue in my mouth.

  He growls to the back of my throat, moving his stiffness in and out of me and bringing me to the edge in record time.

  With my nails pressed into his flesh, we both cum at the same time, my walls contracting around his thick girth as his seed pulses deep inside of me.

  “Fuuuuuck,” he groans, sinking his teeth into the flesh of my neck.

  My nipples harden and he snakes his tongue down my neck, between my collarbones, and all the way to my breasts where he sucks my buds softly while still buried balls deep inside of me.

  He remains hard as he flips me over and enters me from behind, our bodies and souls becoming one as he presses his body over mine and slides his hands up my arm, pumping me with force as he growls over and over.

  We fuck like wild beasts for the next hour, until I’m completely spent and too sore to keep my legs open any longer. And I’ve never been more fulfilled in my life.

  We revel in the afterglow over the next hour as we lie still and feel each other’s heartbeats, daddy’s hand dragging lazily over my belly.

  “You do know how much I love you, right, baby girl?”

  “If I didn’t before, I surely do now.”

  He looks me in the eyes before kissing me with a tenderness that I desperately need. “Please, don’t ever forget that you are mine.”

  “I won’t forget, daddy. I am yours, and you are mine. Forever.”

  Despite the fact that the blinds are open, darkness falls around us all of a sudden, like a dark cloud has rolled over. Thunder booms outside, forcing me and daddy to sit up in bed.

  “Sounds like a bad storm is moving in.”

  “I hope our flight doesn’t get canceled, daddy.”

  “We don’t leave until tomorrow, baby.” He kisses me on the shoulder, right about the time that his phone signals an emergency alert.

  Reaching over, he picks up his phone and reads the screen, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

  “What’s wrong, daddy?”

  He slowly shakes his head. “Nothing is wrong. It looks like the aliens have left. For good.”

  Moses passes me his phone and I scan the headline before reading the first few sentences of the article. Apparently, the aliens felt like they had done their job. Project Cleanup was officially terminated.

  “The summer isn’t even over, but they’re already gone.”

  “The summer isn’t over, baby girl. And the best part is, you and I, we’re just getting started.”

  I toss the phone aside and throw myself at Moses, hearing his laughter rumble around me. It’s the best sound in the world.

  ~Moses~

  Waking up with Paige, spending my life with her, it’s all a man like me could hope for. And after spending an entire week in the mountains of Colorado, getting to know all the beautiful things that make the girl I love shine, I know that keeping her from being taken by alien guests was the best decision I’ve ever made.

  I’ve barely come close to loving anyone as deeply as I love Paige. Mandy, the only woman I thought I loved, essentially plunged a knife deep in my back when she cheated. I think that’s why I threw myself into my work. It was the only thing that would mend my heart at the time. But now, I have the girl of my dreams to carry my heart.

  When I feel her arms wrap around my waist a little earlier than expected, I roll over in bed to face her. “It’s only seven o’clock, baby girl. Go back to sleep.”

  Her gorgeous blue eyes about knock me out as she smiles at me. “I can’t, daddy. I need you.”

  Those soft, feminine hands wrap around my cock, forcing it to become engorged in record time. This girl, and what she does to me…

  “Careful. You’ll unlock a sequence of events that cannot be stopped.”

  “Good,” she murmurs, climbing on top of me and sliding her tightness down my length.

  “Oh fuck,” I grunt.

  My hands go to her hips as she starts to move up and down, sensually taking what she wants. This little vixen thinks she can have her daddy’s cock whenever she wants, and she damn sure can.

  Her eyes close and her nipples pucker up nice and tight as she gets close to climaxing. And watching the ecstasy wash over her face brings me just as much pleasure as feeling my own lust take over. My cock gets squeezed by her slick walls as she cums, and I cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers as her body jerks uncontrollably.

  “Daddy,” she whimpers, falling forward onto my chest, her hair falling softly around me.

  With nothing more than a growl and a sudden urge, I flip her over and enter her again, my balls growing heavier with each thrust. Paige locks her feet at my hips and I pummel her, letting my eyes scan her perfect body as I unleash inside of her, my seed a white-hot burst of need filling her up.

  We’ve done this all week, having wild, carefree sex without protection. She made it clear that she didn’t want to go on the pill and wasn’t at all interested in making me wear a condom, causing our love-making sessions to be risky in all the right ways.

  “How do you want to spend our last day in Aspen,” I ask, petting her head as she snuggles next to me.

  “Honestly, just like this.”

  “Fuck, I’m down with that.”

  So, we spend most of the day in bed, getting up to eat and drink a few times. As the afternoon comes to a close, I make dinner reservations at a restaurant downtown while Paige showers. And we leave early, enjoying some window shopping before we head to the restaurant. There’s a palpable happiness in the air. People everywhere are so relaxed now that we don’t have foreign creatures among us, and no one is more relaxed than me and my baby girl. All week, we’ve spotted locals drinking as they walk down the streets, celebrating the fact that we have our freedom again. Others, we know, are mourning the loss of loved ones. But those people are hiding inside and keeping their grief quiet. Those are the ones I hurt for.

  When Paige stops at a window filled with dresses, I brush some hair behind her ear. “You can go inside and try some on if you want. We have plenty of time.”

  Pa
ige takes my hand in hers. “I like looking. Besides, you’re the only thing I really need.”

  She stands on her tiptoes and plants a kiss on my cheek, and I swat her on the bottom, reminded of one of the many reasons I love her so much.

  That night and the next day, Paige is a little quiet. I can tell she doesn’t want our honeymoon to end, and I don’t either. She nuzzles next to me on the flight home, and the way she leans on me is comforting. I need her as much as she needs me, though.

  Several weeks after getting settled back into the everyday routine, Paige comes to me while I’m sitting on the couch entering data into a spreadsheet while listening to some music. She plops her little bottom on the cushion next to me and peers at the screen.

  “Hello, beautiful. Do you need something?”

  “I didn’t want to interrupt if you’re doing something important.”

  I slide my glasses up and set the laptop aside. “Nothing that can’t wait.”

  Paige seems nervous, rubbing her hands together as she announces she wants to be involved in one of my organizations.

  “Oh yeah? Which one?”

  She chews on the inside of her lip for a moment. “The foster kid program. I want to help set up the fundraisers.”

  “Baby. That would be amazing. I need all the help I can get there.”

  I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before. She’s been talking about wanting to find a job. And I’ve been encouraging her to think about what she wants to do for a career. I just assumed she would want to go to school, forge a path of her own.

  “I know, daddy. That’s, um … one of the reasons I want to help out.”

  “Well, it’s a damn perfect reason, baby.” I lean over and kiss her on the lips, tasting her sweetness.

  She clears her throat and looks into my eyes, like she wants to tell me something else. “Is there another reason you’ve taken a sudden interest in foster children?”

  I think I know what’s coming. She’s found someone, maybe a child whose parent was taken by one of our guests. My chest grows weary as I wait for her to tell me a sad story of a child who is now homeless, just like she was a month ago.