The Daddy Box Set

by Claire Adams

  “Thanks, Garren. I owe you like ten at this point.” I smiled and dropped the call as he agreed. I did owe him, and knowing him, he wouldn’t let me live it down.

  I went to the kitchen and checked the pantry. Good thing I’d just gone to grab some groceries. We needed them. Anticipating the dinner date tonight helped somehow. I wasted no time and prepped our first meal of the day.

  As soon as I finished making our breakfast, I went to Vince’s room to wake him up. There, I found Kylie sitting beside him as Vince showed her some of his drawings.

  “Look, Kylie! This one is you, and there is Dad. And of course, this one’s me!”

  I walked to see the drawing, but Vince hid it behind his back. I asked for him to show it to me, but he shook his head and stuck his tongue out instead. “No, Daddy. I’m not showing you this until you can take me to the lake and fish. I plan to give it to you as a present, so don’t cheat and look!” He kept the drawing out of my sight.

  “Okay, fine, I give up. Let’s eat breakfast instead, buddy. I prepared something special for our beautiful guest.” I held out my hand for Kylie.

  The three of us sat around our dining table. My mind drifted back to the dinner date I had with Kylie. A simple yet romantic night with her.

  I put the meal I had prepared on the table, the aroma filling up the entire room.

  “Let’s see what master chef Hunter has to offer,” Kylie teased, taking a little piece of everything onto her plate.

  I observed her every move, waiting for her verdict. I didn’t know why but I felt nervous and anxious about what she had to say. I hoped she liked what I prepared for her.

  “Mmm. I didn’t expect it to be this good. Come on, Vince. Try this out.” She put some of the food on the little guy’s plate and smiled over at me approvingly.

  Relief flooded me, and I filled up my plate and enjoyed the sounds of them enjoying the meal. Vince talked the entire time. The kid was too much.

  “So, I asked Jill why she needed to keep five pencils if she only needed one. Anyway, she has a big sharpener with her,” he narrated, introducing us to one of his classmates. We laughed at his innocent perspective on things. At such a young age, he knew the importance of being resourceful and thrifty. It made me feel a little better as a parent.

  “Hey, buddy. I forgot to tell you something,” I said when he ran out of things to say. “I took the day off today, so I can spend more time with you and Kylie.”

  Vince hopped out of his chair, jumping up and down. I took Kylie’s hand and squeezed it tight. She must have felt the same.

  “I like that idea. I will call Mom to say that I won’t be coming into the convenience store today.” After finishing her meal, she excused herself and called her mother. Vince continued his meal and finished off immediately.

  “Buddy, you should get that drawing ready for me. We’re going to the lake today.” His face lit up with a bright smile. Standing up from his seat, he ran toward me and hugged me with those tiny arms.

  “I love you, Daddy.” His words were the best prize I could get for all the work I did.

  “I love you too, buddy.” I kissed his head while I hugged him tightly. “You better take a bath and get dressed. We’ve got a fun day ahead of us.”

  He nodded and ran to his room to get his clothes ready for his bath. It was the day I had promised him for a long time. The day he had waited for so long. No disappointing him this time.

  Kylie returned after she had gone to her house to get some clothes, going alone after she finished her call with her mother.

  Crossing my arms, I glared at her like a father to his teenage kid. “Why did you go to your house alone?”

  She looked terrified by my sudden mood shift. “I needed clothes?”

  I stepped closer to her, the worry I felt evident through the expression in my eyes. “You know we can’t tell if it’s safe to stick around your house. The trespassers could be anywhere, baby. You should keep yourself guarded at all times.”

  “I know. I’m sorry.” She nodded, the new clothes she took pressed close to her chest. Trying to ease the tension between the two of us, I tipped her chin to make her face me.

  Those daring pair of clear blue eyes bore into my soul, reminding me of the spark I felt the first day I saw her. Her beautiful face looked up at me, so delicate and gentle and charming, enticing me with just one look. I tucked her golden blonde locks behind her ear, keeping a strand that fell away from her face.

  “I want to keep you safe. Help me do that.”

  “Thank you. I want you to keep me safe too. I’ll help.”

  I released my hold on her. From the way she looked at me, I knew she felt the same. There was something special between us that I wanted to dive into, but it wasn’t time just yet.

  She excused herself to go to the bathroom and to prepare for the fishing trip. I proceeded to my room, getting ready myself for the trip. Crazy as it might seem, but I felt a sense of joy having her around. I wanted to protect her.

  After a few minutes of packing and preparing our stuff for the fishing trip, the three of us ventured to the road. Vince was happy to sit in the back seat, claiming that he wanted Kylie to be beside me throughout the journey.

  I couldn’t take my eyes off the woman beside me, her body everything I wanted beneath me. A cropped shirt allowed me to peek at her perfect curves, plus the high waisted shorts she wore fit her flawless legs. The red bandana in her hair made her look cool, keeping her locks away from her angelic face.

  We arrived at the lake and got out of the car. As I carried our stuff, Vince was eager to begin his search for his catch. He took his fishing rod and marched to the dock, finding the best spot to garner a lot of fish. Kylie walked behind him with an empty tin pail in her hand.

  I sat down and helped her down beside me, putting our stuff near us as we sat on the side of the lake. Kylie beamed at me with her captivating smile.

  She watched as Vince waited patiently for his bobber to go under. I couldn’t help but stare at her, memorizing everything I could about her. A smile played along my lips, and I reached out and brushed my fingers down her thigh.

  “Have you ever been fishing before?” I asked as she looked my way, stealing my breath.

  She squinted at me while grinning as if her secret was revealed. “First time. You seem to be getting a lot of my first times.”

  Heat rose up my chest as my cock twitched. The fact that I’d been her first lover meant more to me than she realized. “I want all of them.” I smiled.

  There was something new about her today. She looked more confident. “Thanks for letting me tag along. I think I’ll visit this place more often.”

  “So, you love the outdoors?”

  “Yeah, I love the sea too. I also love hiking. I’m an active person I think.” She was flexing her arm to exhibit an imaginary biceps. What captured my interest was the flesh that peeped out of her torso when her cropped top enabled a sneak peek. She looked fit and athletic, a body every woman would die to have.

  “But what surprised me is your cooking prowess.” She teased me with her elbow, smirking at me as she kept those big blue eyes on mine.

  “I believe you are the better cook between the two of us.”

  “I give up.” She raised her hands, pretending to surrender.

  As if on cue, Vince caught his first fish. He screamed happily as he reeled in the catch.

  Kylie looked surprised. “That’s a big fish, Vince! Way to go!”

  I took the fish off the hook. The wiggling, huge catch was a big trout, one big enough to eat. We put it in the pail as I put another worm on Vince’s hook, readying him for his second catch.

  Spending the next few hours teaching Kylie how to fish, and Vince catching the most fish out of the three of us, made the day one of the best I’d had in a long time. We got to ride back home with our ice cooler full of fish.

  After I had parked the car in the garage, I pulled our equipment and stuff out of the vehicle. Vin
ce was asleep in the back seat, exhausted by his efforts to catch most of the fish in the cooler.

  After I had carried him to his room, I went to the kitchen where Kylie was cleaning up the plates we had brought along on the trip.

  “Hey,” I called out and let my eyes run down the back of her perfect body, her ass grabbing my attention like a siren.

  Turning off the faucet to hear me out clearly, she faced me with her eyebrows raised. Her lips were parted. Even though thoughts of her during that night played before me, I focused my attention on her instead. “Yeah?”

  “I’m going to check your house, okay?” I waited for a response, but I got nothing. Instead, she walked forward, closing the gap between us. Her long, thick lashes batted alluringly as she blinked at me, timid in a way that left my body hard and aching.

  “Please come to your room when you get back. I have to show you something.”

  Despite the skepticism I felt, I was certain that I need not worry about anything. She smiled at me before I turned my back, leaving the house to check on hers.

  I walked around the yard, looking for traces of someone breaking in. I found nothing at all. The doors were still blocked the way we had left them. Even on the inside, there was nothing strange.

  After being assured that everything was okay, I returned to my house. I climbed the stairs, venturing the steps toward my room. I wanted to know what she was dying to show me. As I approached my room, my mind went wild with possibilities. I peeked an eye in the gap of the door and saw Kylie facing the other side, pulling her cropped top off, which left her creamy skin on display.

  “Hunter.” She turned to face me, her flawless skin exposed, her body so fucking beautiful. The only things she had on was her bra and matching skimpy panties. Her fair skin was inviting me, drawing me nearer. I stepped closer, lured by the beauty that was waiting for me.

  “I want you tonight.” She touched my face, pulling me closer to her.

  I wrapped my hands around her waist and leaned in. “You don’t know how much I’ve been controlling myself around you,” I murmured against her mouth, our lips touching tentatively.

  “Well, stop. I don’t want you to control anything…but me.”

  Chapter Eighteen

  Kylie

  I had been dreaming for days about Hunter. I’d ached to hold him in my arms again, to feel his hard body pressed against mine. To have him kiss my lips passionately like the first time was my deepest, darkest desire.

  Electricity sparked inside of me. Staying the night here in his bed without him was pure agony. I could smell him through the sheets, enveloping me in his warmth as I lay in his bed. Reminding me of his comforting embrace.

  Despite all of this, I wanted more. I wanted my fantasies to become reality. I would die to have him fill me again, and I would not trade that experience for anything in the world.

  I had done a lot of favors for Hunter. Most of the time I denied the fact and instead answered with a question of why, but I guessed there was no beating around the bush anymore.

  I was trapped in the face of the truth.

  I wanted Hunter.

  I wanted him to fill me once more. And if I was being completely honest, I’d fallen for him. Long ago.

  Those hands I had been dreaming of were caressing my bare skin, touching my curves as his lips kissed mine. His skilled mouth was tasting me, exploring my depths. The way he kissed me was different though—thirsty, passionate, and demanding. He had been hiding the same desire. I could tell from the way he handled me.

  I stroked his cheek, studying his profile. Once I had been a bystander watching him from afar. A fan that got through the day through merely stealing glances and observing secretly from a distance. Now that my dream was standing before me, I dared to exceed the boundaries. Tonight was my night; it was going to be better than the first one. Tonight, I knew what I wanted; I knew what I was doing.

  His trimmed beard tickled my fingers. It was one of the most attractive parts of him. The manly, alpha male who ruled the town with his multiple talents and strong, domineering personality.

  His hands were haunting me, moving upward as our kisses deepened. His fingers fidgeted with the latch of my bra determined to unsnap the bothersome thing. He worked it off of me, freeing my breasts from their cover.

  He released me from his kisses, taking the time to appreciate the perfectly big and perky tits sitting before him.

  “I will never get tired of these beautiful breasts.” He pointed the tip of his fingers on each nipple, teasing the most sensitive part of my body. I jerked as his skin touched mine as if an electric current traversed through me. The two of us watched as my pink, puffy nipples turned erect, reacting to the pleasure he wanted me to feel.

  He looked satisfied seeing my body respond to his touch. He held my hand and pulled me to sit on the bed. I obliged his request like a sex slave ready to serve her master. Kneeling before me, Hunter leaned in and smiled up at me, his breath running across my skin.

  His seductive green eyes shot me a dominant glare before he leaned down and brushed his lips across my breasts. The warmth of his mouth felt good on my skin. His tongue played with the tip of my hardened nipples, licking and sucking them with grave fervor. I grasped the bed sheets as I arched my back, fully weakened and submitted to his powerful control all over my body.

  He moved his mouth down my chest, tasting my skin down to my navel. The intensity of his foreplay was perfect. His hands moved along my breasts, replacing his mouth as he knelt and pressed his lips to my pussy.

  The tip of his tongue teased my clit, licking it slowly before pressing his tongue against it. I moaned loudly. He watched me closely as he gripped my thighs tightly.

  He moved his lips gently, sucking the juices from my panties that barely covered me. He began licking in more intense tempo, heightening the lust in between my legs more. I cried out when he pulled my panties down, taking them off to reveal my swollen skin.

  “You’re so wet,” he whispered, his stare locked onto mine. He leaned back down and pressed his tongue into my entrance, lapping at me as I twitched and panted.

  I laid on my back, unable to sit anymore. The lust was too intense, too good. The only thing I felt was pleasure. I couldn’t think straight, and all I held tight to was the promise that he was going to fuck me so good, and soon.

  He licked a finger and pushed it inside of my tight opening. He used his finger to intensify the sweet sensation I felt. The tip of his finger was hitting my G-spot, triggering my first orgasm for the night.

  I felt the familiar avalanche of unexplainable pleasure build up in my core. The sensation between my legs was too powerful. In the course of his stimulation, the gush of liquid escaped my entrance, wetting his handsome face.

  He drank all of it before standing and wiping at his face. “So beautiful. You taste like heaven, Kylie.”

  Seeing that I was ready to feel him once more, he took his clothes off to reveal his huge, thick manhood. There it was again, the biggest fucking cock I had ever seen. He didn’t even have to be skilled as big as he was, but he knew what he was doing to top it off.

  He gripped his cock, massaging his robust shaft with his hand. The gargantuan rod was twitching in response to watching me vibrate from orgasm. Heat raced up my spine when I felt the head of his cock tingled my wet opening, getting ready to penetrate my tight pussy.

  Hunter pushed forward, thrusting his pelvis forward. His ten-inch cock struggled to dig in, but he was determined. He pushed in once again, getting half of his big, fat cock inside of me. Taking the advantage to dominate me more, he pushed in farther.

  My legs were shaking, my toes barely touching the bed. He bent toward me; his body pressed above mine. He kissed my lips as a distraction while he thrust more, getting his cock acquainted with the inside of convulsing channel.

  His cock was digging inside of me, pushing its thick, huge shaft in and out of my heat. I could feel how big he was as he buried himself into me. He
pumped his hips and groaned as I joined him in a chorus of lust.

  The strength of his movements was incredible. He was consistently fast, moving in unison with my heartbeat. I could barely breathe, taken aback by the intensity of his thrusts. I moaned in between his lips, breathing the same air he did.

  He held my hand, entwining his fingers with mine. It made my heart beat louder. I could feel the same since our chest were pressed on each other. Our hearts and breaths were racing, finding their sync through the peak of this delusional love making.

  There was something different tonight. The way he moved, he was expressing something. His kisses were furious and hungry but begging at the same time. His heart was chasing mine, but he was telling me something. His touch was hot, but he was more affectionate. Sex with him had become an addiction. Something I had been dying to have, especially now that he seemed to be echoing my emotions.

  “Condom,” he whispered roughly.

  “Yeah,” I mumbled and moaned as he moved back and pulled a packet from his pants pocket on the floor. He stretched the condom over his thick cock and smiled at me.

  “You’re so fucking hot, Kylie. Come here, girl.” He grabbed me and wasted no time pushing back into my wetness.

  I felt the gush of fluids accumulating in between my legs again. I couldn’t comprehend the strong sensation that ran in my veins. The only thing I could do was close my eyes and hold him closer to me. The power of my sweet release was too much that I lost track of everything else.

  Then I felt it. The sweet juices flowed out of me, releasing the extreme desire and passion I shared with Hunter. I opened my eyes to see him with eyes closed, moaning in return. His hot, sticky load filled up the condom. Hunter unloaded his orgasm inside of me as he cried out.

  He was panting heavily as he pulled out and dropped down on the bed next to me. “Fucking amazing. God, woman. I’m falling in love with you. You have no clue what you do to me.”

  He laid next to me, trying to catch his breath, and appeared in awe of the amazing fuck we had. I looked at him with a smile on my face, satisfied with our shared orgasmic experience.