Innocent Getaway (Innocence Series Book 2)

by Riley, Alexa

  “You need a punishment, Haley.” He unties his board shorts and pulls out his hard cock, getting between my legs. “This is going to be quick and just for me. I want you to think about what you did wrong, and why I asked you to stay here. And you’re going to ache for an orgasm you’re not going to get.”

  He pushes the head of his cock between my slick folds, and it feels so good. I raise my hips, wanting to please him, silently begging him to change his mind.

  Daddy thrusts inside me fully, then quickly starts to pump in and out. I start to moan, but he leans down and puts his hand over my mouth. Putting his mouth to my ear, he whispers as he fucks me fast. “You don’t make a sound. I don’t want anyone to know what a dirty girl you are. They already saw how horny your kitty thanks to that tiny scrap of a bikini you were wearing on the beach. If someone walks by right now, all they’ll hear are the sticky syrup sounds of your kitty sucking in Daddy’s cock. Your moans are mine.”

  His words turn me on, and I release more kitty juice. Oh God, there’s no way I can be this close to him and for him not to give me release.

  Reaching down between us, he strums my button and I feel my eyes roll back in my head. He still has his hand on my mouth, and he bends over, biting my nipple that’s popped out of my bikini top.

  I’m so close. All I need are two more pumps, but just as I think this, Daddy thrusts in all the way and holds himself against me as he cums inside me. I try to grind against him. I’m just a breath away, but he pulls back fast, taking his cock out of me and kneeling on the daybed.

  “Clean Daddy off, little girl. Make sure you get all your juice. Don’t forget my balls.”

  I go to Daddy, still so turned on and close to the edge. I’ll do anything he says if there’s a promise of relief. I lick and suck his balls, tasting us both on him and getting more worked up. I kiss him all over and tongue the tip just how he likes it. He lies down on the daybed, my mouth still on him, and he watches me clean him up.

  After a few minutes of sucking him, I need more. “Please,” I beg around his cock, looking up through my lashes.

  “Do you promise to do what Daddy’s says next time?”

  I nod my head, my mouth still full of him.

  “Okay then, little one. Bring your kitty to Daddy’s face, but keep my cock in your mouth. I’m not done with your mouth yet.”

  I smile around him and move so Daddy can lick me, and make me sparkle. As I move, I start to lick and suck him more, his cock is still hard. He’s already leaking cum again and I can taste it on my tongue. I continue sucking, wanting more.

  It doesn’t take him a dozen licks before I’m sparkling on his face, riding out the waves of pleasure that run up and down my arms and legs. I open my mouth wide as he thrusts up, sending his seed to the back of my throat. I swallow all of Daddy, loving the way he tastes and feels in my mouth.

  Suddenly I’m exhausted, and I feel myself drifting off to sleep while I lie on top of Daddy, with his cock still in my mouth. He makes the best pacifier, and I close my eyes, thinking about what a lucky little girl I am.

  11

  WILLIAM

  The rest of the week passes by without incident, and we spend lazy days lounging in the sun, and making love. It’s absolutely perfect, and I don’t want it to end.

  “Do we have to go home, Daddy?”

  Haley echoes my thoughts, and I close my eyes, loving this moment too. She lies across my chest as we cuddle in the breeze on our bungalow porch.

  “I wish we could, little one, but the world awaits our return. Besides, don’t you want to see your new cake pop store?”

  I feel her tense, and then she sits up, her hair is a mane of curls from swimming in the ocean. The sun streams in behind her, framing her with a halo of sunlight. She has a huge smile on her face, and she looks like an angel.

  “My store?”

  “Yes, your store. I had them start on it the day we left. It’s in the same building as my office, so you’ll be close. And you’ll have lots of customers what with all the people working there and the traffic going in and out.”

  Suddenly she looks a little unsure and bites her lip. “Do you think I’m good enough? What if people don’t like it?”

  I tug one of her curls, smiling at her. “I think you are talented and wonderful and so sweet to everyone. They will love you and your cake pops. But there’s one problem. They’ll all have to wait in line behind me.”

  Her face beams, and she falls onto my chest, hugging me close with her whole body. I wrap my arms around her, loving this moment, loving that I’m able to make her dreams come true.

  “Are you happy, little Haley?”

  She pulls back and looks down at me, smiling from ear to ear. “I’m so happy, Daddy.”

  “Do you want to make Daddy as happy as you are right now?”

  Haley giggles and nods her head. I reach under the towel beside us and pull out the small box. Her eyes grow to the size of saucers when she sees it, and I sit up, taking her hand in mine.

  I open the box, revealing the heart-shaped pink diamond. I had it designed the day she turned eighteen, and I’ve been waiting for the perfect time to give it to her.

  “I’ll never love anyone but you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me, Haley?”

  Small tears start to stream down her cheeks, and I use my thumb to wipe them away. After just a second she nods and throws her arms around my neck, nearly choking me.

  I laugh a little at her excitement, and when she pulls back, I take her hand and slip on the ring. It fits perfectly.

  She looks down at the ring and moves her fingers, watching it glitter in the sun.

  “It sparkles almost as prettily as you do.”

  “Daddy!” She blushes at my words, but wraps her arms around my neck again, this time pushing me back on the bed and kissing me all over. After a few minutes, of showering me with kisses, she pulls back and looks down at me. “I want a Christmas wedding.” She’s so excited, I can already see the wheels turning in her head.

  “Whatever you want, little one. Anything.”

  She cuddles in beside me, and I squeeze her close, thinking how lucky I am to have found the one. I’ve waited my whole life for her, and I’d do it all over again as long as I ended up with her. I kiss her forehead and close my eyes.

  “I love you.”

  “I love you too, William.”

  She doesn't call me by my name often anymore, so when she does it, I know it’s a big deal. Having her call me ‘Daddy’ is a privilege I don’t take lightly, and I absolutely love it. But when she calls me ‘William’, I’m reminded in those brief moments that this is forever. That no matter what happens, she’ll always be mine, and I’ll always be hers. That, while we enjoy our relationship the way it is now, as long as we are in each other’s arms, nothing else matters.

  THE END

  Also by Alexa Riley

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  Taking the Fall Vol 1-4

  Forced Submission Series

  Taking What’s MINE

  Taking What’s OURS

  Taking What’s HERS

  And so many more…

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  Chapter 1

  BRUCE

  “What am I supposed to do with a seventeen-year-old girl?” I asked, leaning forward, placing my elbows on the desk. “I’ve never even met the girl.” It’s been a long fucking week and now this. I can feel the tension snaking up my spine, which I’m sure will lead to a massive headache that will fuck up my whole day.

  “You’re now her legal guardian, so you better figure out what you’re going to do with her,” Jim, a junior associate at the firm informs me. I have the urge to throw him out of my office or just fire his ass, but this isn’t his fault. This was my own doing. I knew Debra, my ex-wife, had a daughter, but I’d never met her in the two years that we were married. Hell, I barely knew Debra outside of a working environment. Sure, we were married, but it wasn’t your typical marr
iage.

  I was racking my brain, trying to remember everyone who attended. The funeral actually looked like a work meeting more than anything. The small group in attendance was made up of people she worked with and a few clients. I don’t know why I didn’t notice that before. No friends or family showed up, only other lawyers from the firm, but it made sense, neither she nor I had lives outside of this office.

  Debra’s father, Steven, had passed last year, and he was the only family member I’d ever met of hers. Steven used to be a senior partner at the firm before I took his place. The thought of Debra’s daughter not being at her mother’s funeral never crossed my mind. Debra only talked about her daughter a handful of times in the five years I knew her. I can’t even recall a time when she went to visit her, and I know her daughter never came to our penthouse.

  “When will she be arriving?” I ask while pulling up today’s itinerary on my computer. My schedule, as usual, is a mess and completely full.

  Ever since making senior partner and taking over Steven’s caseload, I work fifteen-hour days. He’s the reason I’m in this situation now and having to become a guardian. It should’ve been him taking in a seventeen-year-old girl. She’s was his granddaughter, after all. But now that he’s gone, I’m the only one who’s left.

  It hasn’t helped that we haven't picked a new lawyer to take Debra’s place at the firm since she died. She’s only been gone six weeks, but someone needs to be hired fast. She carried a giant workload on her own, and even distributing it amongst the staff, it’s more than we can handle on top of our own cases.

  I met Debra when I joined the firm fresh out of graduate school. She had already been with them for years. Her father was a senior partner, so it was a no brainer what law firm she wanted to make partner at. I always knew there was no other firm I wanted to work for. I’d only heard great things about the place, it was known to be the best and my own father really pushed me into joining them. He and Steven had gone to college together, but my father went politics, something I had no desire to do.

  After I walked in the door, we both made strides to get to the top. She’d already been trying for years but wasn't making much progress. Case after case, we always got paired together. We were both dedicated and worked hard for years, earning our chops and making a name for ourselves. But Debra was constantly passed over for promotions because of her sex and because of her name.

  If she was given a promotion it always looked like it was favoritism, so instead the bump would go to me. This frustrated both of us, as we were both friends and colleagues and each giving more than one hundred percent. It’s never fair being a woman in this line of work, and after a few years, we hit a roadblock.

  The firm decided to create a new opening for a partner and I was being groomed to take it. I knew that Debra deserved it as much as I did, but I wasn’t sure what to do. Then one day Steven took Debra and me aside and we came up with a plan.

  After I moved into my new role as partner, Steven would retire. The kicker was, he would only retire after Debra and I got married. After the license was signed, he would then set his retirement in motion.

  Once the ink was dry, and with help from another founding partner, we had the majority vote and were able to secure Debra a spot in the firm as Steven’s replacement. Everybody won. Steven knew his family name was secure in the company, and his daughter wouldn’t have to worry about her future at the firm.

  I was a workaholic already and didn’t have a social life outside of work. When I did find myself out for the evening, women were just attracted to the suit and the money. Women made things messy and complicated, and I didn’t need either in my life. Debra and I both had the same motivation and drive, and neither of us had time for love. Our arrangement was the perfect, until Debra suddenly passed away, leaving me to pick up all the pieces of their family. A family that wasn’t even really mine.

  “She’ll be here tomorrow. She’s packing up the rest of her stuff from the boarding school today. She graduated last weekend,” Jim says, shaking me from my thoughts.

  “I’m just supposed to take in a girl I’ve never met and let her live with me?” I snap, still agitated and taking it out on Jim. What the fuck do I know about raising a young girl, or even making a home for one? I knew nothing about family.

  “The girl does have a trust fund.”

  “It’s not about the money. Can’t she just stay at the boarding school? She turns eighteen in a week. Legally she won’t need a guardian after that, and I’m sure she can find her own place before she starts college in the fall. She’s going to college right?”

  I bring up tomorrow's schedule. Fucking hell, I have a dinner meeting I can’t miss with one of the firm's biggest clients.

  “I’m not sure of her plans for college, but as for the next week she’s solely your responsibility. Do with her what you wish.”

  My cock jerks at his offhand comment. Do with her what you wish. As if she’s mine.

  Apparently I need to get laid. I’m getting hard at the idea of owning some young thing that doesn't know what to do with a dick. I rub my eyes and try to think of the last time I had sex.

  Debra and I might have been married, but we never shared more than a quick embrace for public events. All I’ve had to get me off over the years is my hand. While we were married, the last thing I needed was some scandal about how our nuptials were a sham or that I was cheating. After her father passed, we talked about getting a divorce, but we never got around to it with our busy schedules.

  We never planned for anything in the event of something happening to either of us, and now I’m a widower...and apparently a stepfather.

  Well, I guess I’m a stepfather for the next week or so. I can handle her for a week. I can keep busy while she stays in the condo. I’m never there anyway, and how hard can it really be? I’ll look into helping her find a condo to stay at until it’s time for her to start college. I bet there are probably a few units available in my building, and it’s the least I can do. Her mother and I may have not been close, but we did help each other out when needed.

  “Fine, I’ll leave a key for her at the front desk for when she arrives, and I’ll have one of the rooms set up for her. Is there anything else I should know? Any problems?”

  “I don’t think she’ll give you any problems. Her academic records are spotless with no mention of bad behavior. She volunteered at the library, and it seems that’s where she spent most of her time, from what little info I could gather on her. Hell, I was shocked when I found out Debra had a kid, she never talked about anything but work. But she seems like a good kid. I don’t think she’ll be much of a burden.”

  I nod my head in agreement. I knew Debra for years, lived with her, and often forgot she had a daughter. It wasn't until Jim was going over and settling Debra’s estate that we remembered her. It’s probably why she missed the funeral. I don’t think she knew about it.

  “Well, I guess that’s settles it.” There’s no point to fighting the issue and look like a fucking asshole. How hard could it be to live with a seventeen-year-old girl for a few weeks?

  That next evening….

  The house line rings, and I know it’s the doorman calling. They’re the only ones with the number. Thank fuck she’s here before I need to head out for my business dinner. I at least want to show her the place before I have to go, but I thought the doorman would just give her the key. I don’t know the girl, but I don’t want her to be alone when she’s here for the first time. I can make some kind of effort, but I thought she would’ve been here hours ago.

  “Frank,” I say, knowing it’s him. He was at the lobby desk when I got home, and he informed me she still hadn’t picked up the key.

  “Good evening, Mr. Archer. A Ms. Sullivan is here to see you.” Well shit, I might have welcomed this if Debra’s daughter wasn’t going to be here any minute. Holly Sullivan is the daughter of one of the firm’s biggest clients and was well aware that my marriage was one of convenienc
e. On multiple occasions she let me know she’d love to be in my bed.

  I’d toyed with the idea years ago. She was hot and exotic looking with long dark hair and even longer legs. But I always decided against it. Now that I was single, coupled with not feeling a woman's body against mine in years, I was beginning to rethink things. She’d be discreet and the goal is mutual—sex.

  “Please send Ms. Sullivan up,” I tell Frank before hanging up, grabbing my suit jacket off the back off my chair, and powering off my computer. I figured Holly would be meeting me at the dinner with her father, but I guess there was a change of plans.

  Looking in the mirror, I adjust my tie. Maybe Holly and I could go back to her place after dinner. Fuck, I don’t have any condoms, but I bet she does. Holly is walking sex and just what I need. Maybe I could fuck some of the stress out of my system.

  I make my way to the elevator and wait for it to arrive. I own the entire top floor of the building, but I actually might need to look into getting a new place. Debra and I got such a big place to begin with so we had our own space and didn’t get in each other’s way. Now it’s entirely too large for just me.

  When the door opens, Holly comes strolling in, swaying her hips right towards me. Her heels click on the marble floor, and I see the doors slide closed behind her. Her long chocolate hair is stacked on top of her head, exposing her bare shoulders. The red dress she’s wearing is pasted to her like a second skin and shows off her long legs. They are made to look even longer because she’s wearing the kind of shoes men like to fuck women in.

  “Are you finally going to take me up on my offer? We have ten minutes before we need to head out, and I bet I could make you cum before then,” she says, getting right to the point.