Daddy's Accidental Little Beauty: An Age Play, DDlg, Instalove, Standalone, Romance (Daddy's Accidental Little Series Book 1)

by Penny Snoak

  "Save room for dinner," she said as he made her way to the recliner. "Pizza will be over in about two hours." I smiled as I looked at Derek.

  "We're getting pizza?" I asked, and he nodded.

  It was incredible. Anything I asked for was provided immediately, and it made me wonder about everything. About the only thing that he wouldn't allow is anything that a regular adult would do. Even then, it didn't bother me at all. I hated being an adult, but I had no choice. I always had to make sure that Dad and Brad were okay. About halfway through the movie, Derek's phone rang, and he sighed and looked down at the phone.

  "I'm going to have to take this," he said as he looked at us. "I'll be back in a bit." I nodded and turned my attention back to the movie. After a few minutes, Rita stood up.

  "I had better go check on my brownies," she said as she made her way across the living room. "Do you need anything?" I shook my head.

  "No thank you," I told her. "I'm good." She nodded and smiled. "Alright," she said. "I'll be back in a minute." With that, she left for the kitchen, and I turned back towards the TV.

  The more I thought about it, the more this life seemed appealing. After all, as condescending as it was, it felt nice not to have to worry about work or bills, and I was exhausted from always worrying about Dad and Brad. It drove me crazy how much trouble they could get into, the kind that normal people never got into, but that was my daily life. That was why I threw myself into my work. It was for the better.

  The sound of breaking glass echoed through the dark half of the house, and I frowned as I looked around. It almost sounded like a window had broken, but I made my way towards the kitchen, where Rita was setting out a pan of brownies to cool. When she saw me come in, she frowned in concern.

  "Is everything okay?" she asked, and I frowned as I looked around at the ground. When I didn't see the broken glass on the ground, I frowned at her.

  "Did something fall and break?" I asked as I stared at her in confusion. She frowned as she shook her head.

  "No, nothing broke," she said as she looked at me. "Is everything okay?" I looked back towards the dark hallway.

  "I think I heard a window break," I told her, and she looked a little panicked.

  "Stay right here," she told me as she looked around the house. "If anything happens, take the phone and call the police." She then started towards the stairs.

  "Where are you going?" I asked, and she smiled at me.

  "Don't worry, sweetie," she said as she smiled reassuringly at me. "I'm going to go get Derek and see what happened. It's probably nothing." With that, she left me alone in the brightly lit kitchen, and panic welled up inside me.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Derek

  "Hello?" I asked as I exited the living room and made my way up the stairs.

  Whoever this was, they had better have a damn good excuse for interrupting my time with Skye. This was already turning out to be an awkward night, and I actually wanted to end it on a good note. If it didn't, I just might lose her by Tuesday morning. I hadn't really paid attention to the Caller ID, but I now saw that it was Joe, Skye's uncle.

  "Hey, Derek," he said through the phone. "Is Skye there?" I rolled my eyes.

  "Skye's downstairs watching a movie," I informed him as I entered the office. "She's perfectly fine, and there's no reason to worry about her. I already promised you I'd look after her and take care of her. So, why are you asking?" For the first time since I knew Joe, he actually sounded nervous.

  "So, you're both at your house then?" he asked, and I nodded.

  "Yes," I sighed as I shook my head. "Look, what is going on?" Joe sighed as he prepared to answer the question.

  "You know that guy you paid off in order to help my brother and nephew?" he asked. "Well, it turns out that he loaned them a lot more money than they told me about, and, after hearing about the arrangement they made with you, he wants to have a talk with you." I sighed and shook my head.

  "That's not a problem," I told him. "After all, it's not like a few hundred thousand dollars affects someone like me." Joe chuckled nervously.

  "You see, he claims that you gipped him, and he's demanding that we give him Skye as payment, otherwise he's going to take the bakery away," Joe said. "He said something about how you only gave him two hundred thousand?"

  I raised my eyebrow at the phone suspiciously.

  "But you were all there," I pointed out. "There were witnesses." I swore Joe was nodding through the phone.

  "Yes, I know, but he said he's coming to get her, and there's no one who can stop him," Joe informed me. "I hope you don't hate me, but I called a buddy of mine at the station, and he said that he would have people come by and check on the house." I was about to respond when the door opened, and Rita walked in.

  "Skye's downstairs and she's scared," Rita said in a low voice. "She said that she swears she heard something break. I think someone might be in the house." The blood rushed to my face as I burned in anger.

  "Joe, tell your buddies to get the hell over here, now," I ordered. "I think they're already here." With that, I hung up the phone and looked at Rita. "Where's Skye now?" Before she could answer, there was a loud, high pitched scream from downstairs, and I brushed past Rita. "Lock the door and don't let any one in." She nodded as I bolted down the stairs.

  Without wasting any time, I raced to the kitchen, where Rita had said Skye was waiting. As I turned the corner, the sight before me angered me more than anything I’d ever seen. Skye was surrounded by three men, all dressed in black, and the phone lay on the kitchen floor. Two men were holding her arms, and the other was impossibly close to her face.

  “It’s no wonder the boss wants her instead of the money,” the first said as he leered in her face. “She’s a pretty little thing.” One of the men holding her arms smiled.

  “You think we have some time before we have to rush off to meet the boss?” he asked with a grin. “If anything, we can blame it on the pervert who lives here.” Unable to contain myself any longer, I made my way into the kitchen and confronted the three men.

  “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll let her go, and we’ll forget about all of this,” I ordered, and all three men turned to look at me. Skye’s eyes lit up in hope as she stared at me.

  “Derek!” she said as she looked at me, and the men exchanged looks.

  “So, you’re the pervert that gipped the boss?” the first one said as he smiled at me. “Don’t look like much. I could take you with one arm tied behind my back.” Before any of them could react, I closed the gap between us and punched the man as hard as I could in the face.

  “Get your hands off of her,” I demanded as I stared venomously at the other men while their friend backed away right into the glass sliding door.

  “Jesus, man!” he exclaimed, holding his bloodied nose. “The fuck was that for?” I turned and spat at him.

  “That’s for touching my baby girl!” I shouted, and the other two released Skye immediately. Raising their hands up in surrender, they backed away slowly while Skye practically leapt across the kitchen, clearing the room in two graceful strides, and charging up the stairs to safety.

  “Take it easy, man,” said one of the goons as I approached. The man with the broken nose grabbed his buddy by the arm and shoved him.

  “Go get the girl already!” he ordered, sounding a bit different because of his current indisposition. The man nodded and started towards the upstairs, but I caught him by the arm, and, in one fluid movement, dropped him to his knees while pinning his arm behind his back.

  “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll back the hell off,” I ordered just as I heard sirens coming up my driveway. Relieved, I loosened my grip a little and looked at the third guy. “Not a sound out of you, either. I don’t take kindly to men who attempt to hurt women.” Before any of them could answer, I heard knocking on my door and then the door flew open, and the police poured into the house. Several officers rushed into the kitchen and stopped when th
ey saw us. Joe Benedict was leading the way.

  “Sir, please step away from the suspect,” Joe requested cordially as he started to lower his weapon, and I nodded, releasing the man as requested.

  “Please be careful when you check upstairs,” I told them as I backed away slowly, my hands up in surrender. “There are at least two other people in the house, my housekeeper and a guest, and they are hiding from these intruders somewhere upstairs. I would appreciate it if no harm came to either of them.”

  CHAPTER NINE

  Skye

  "Hey, Skye," Uncle Joe said as he smiled at me while the police arrested the intruders. "Are you feeling alright?" I smiled as I gripped the blanket tighter in order to conceal my embarrassment.

  "I'm fine," I told them, and Derek, who had just entered the room, raised an eyebrow at me momentarily, but I continued talking. "I'm not hurt or anything, if that's what you were worried about."

  Uncle Joe nodded as he sat down next to me. "We have a bit of a serious question to ask you," he informed me as he stared me down. "Due to what happened, Mr. Derek has agreed to annul the deal and allow you a choice: go home or stay here with him, no strings attached." I frowned as I looked at Derek.

  "Are you sure?" I asked, and he nodded in agreement with a small smile.

  "I failed to protect you, and were almost hurt," he told me as he looked at me. "I don't blame you if you want to go away, but I do hope you'll stay of your own free will." I smiled and looked from Derek to Uncle Joe.

  "Thanks, but I think I'll stay here," I told them. "At least for the weekend, that is. I want to get to know him before I make any assumptions."

  Uncle Joe raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you sure?" he asked. "I don't want you feeling like you have to be here because of what happened."

  Derek nodded in agreement.

  "You don't have to stay, Skye," he said, and I noticed a certain amount of sadness in his voice. "You can go home and be with your family. You could return to work and be safe." I shook my head.

  "I am safe," I told them. "I'm safer here than living alone in my big, empty house. I want to stay here and finish getting to know Derek." Both men exchanged looks, and Uncle Joe smiled.

  "Alright, as you wish," he said as he gave me a quick hug. As he got up, he looked at Derek. "Take care of her for us. She means the world to us." Derek nodded in agreement.

  "She means the world to me," he said as he smiled at me. "Don't worry, she's in good hands." With that, Uncle Joe left with the rest of the officers, leaving me alone with Derek.

  He smiled as he looked at me. "Did you really mean what you said?" I smiled and nodded at him.

  "Yes, I did," I told him, standing up. "It's not fair to blame you for one bad night, knowing the chances of a home invasion are practically nonexistent." He smiled and nodded before turning his attention back towards the blanket I was wrapped in.

  "Why are you still wrapped in that?" he asked, his voice full of concern. "Is the AC too high? I can turn it off." I colored in embarrassment as I opened the blanket and revealed my stained clothing.

  "I had a slight accident while everything was happening," I admitted, my ears burning in embarrassment. "I think I should have been a little less stubborn and just tried out the changing station… I can go clean up my mess." Derek smiled dreamily at me and shook his head.

  "Rita already noticed, and she's cleaning it up right now," he informed me as he moved closer. "However, regarding your little accident, I have an idea on how you can make up for it. If you're willing that is…" My heart skipped a beat, and my stomach flip flopped until I was certain I was going to collapse.

  "I'm willing," I breathed, and he smiled as he offered me his hand.

  Instead of leading me to the nursery, where I was supposed to be sleeping, he led me further down the hall to a much larger bedroom with a bathroom attached to it. The room was rustic, almost like something from a cabin rather than a mansion, and there was a fireplace across from the bed, in which a fire was roaring brightly. He guided me towards the bathroom, and my heart stopped dead when I saw the giant bathtub, which was already filled with warm bubble bath. As soon as I saw the tub, he smiled down at me.

  "Get in the tub," he instructed, and I nodded as I obediently tugged the stained nightgown over my head and removed my soiled panties.

  As soon as I stuck my toe into the warm water, I slowly glided into the water, letting the sweet smell of the bubbles envelope me as I sank into the water. I moaned in delight as I looked back at Derek, who was naked and climbing in next to me. The water sloshed a little as he smiled a seductive smile at me, and, drawing closer, he whispered in my ear.

  "Turn around," he whispered. "I need to wash your back." I nodded and did as he said.

  He drew closer, and I could feel his thick shaft rubbing against my leg as he washed my back. As much as it frightened me, I wanted him, and I knew he wanted me. After a little while, I turned to look at him.

  "I want you," I said as I smiled at him. "Please…" He smiled and nodded.

  "Let me get you a towel," he said as he kissed my forehead. "I don't want you making a mess in my room. It's not fair to Rita." I nodded and waited for him to climb out of the bathtub, his skin glistening in the light of the fireplace as it reached out to him.

  When he grabbed the thick, linen towel, I climbed out of the bathtub and made my way across the bathroom and through the bedroom door. He smiled and, helping me lie down by the fire, he kissed my stomach, sending a flutter of sparks up my spine. I moaned and bucked my hips, presenting myself to him as he moved downwards towards my freshly cleaned under area.

  "Please," I begged. "Give it to me…" He smiled and nodded.

  "As you wish, Princess," he said as he took his big, thick cock and pressed it inside me.

  I moaned and arched my back into him as he occupied me, feeling my body throb as it accepted him. It felt like pure heaven, and I thought I would burst just like this. However, he thrust back and forth, teasing my body with himself as he worked on me. On several occasions, I swore I was about to burst, but he kept going with the same rhythm as before. After a bit, he stopped.

  "Are you a virgin?" he asked, and I nodded. "You don't mind if I cum inside you, do you? I want to claim you as mine." I shook my head.

  "I want you to," I pleaded. "Please, I need more." He smiled.

  "As you wish, Princess," he said before thrusting once more into my depths.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Derek

  The rest of the weekend was pure ecstasy, and I made sure Skye enjoyed it just as much as I did. Rita didn't mind helping clean up the mess in the kitchen, nor did she mind when I asked for an especially messy load of laundry to be cleaned. I felt bad for keeping her around to clean up, but she didn't mind at all. When she wasn't cleaning or cooking, she was enjoying some alone time in her room, where she usually just sat and read or simply did yarn-work.

  By the time of the morning of the fourth of July rolled around, I swore that Skye was going to grow tired of me and demand a break, but she was always very accommodating with my needs. Always so receptive of my requests, she had even started wearing diapers, which was a huge plus when she bled a little afterwards. She was so loving and accepting, I was afraid I might wear her down and make her feel used, but she remained the same way as she had been the first time we were together.

  "Harder," she moaned from beneath me as I took her that morning. "Harder and faster. Please…" She bit her lip and quivered beneath me, and part of me wanted to give in to her request, but, this morning, I wanted to take my time.

  "Sorry, Princess," I told her as I bit her earlobe. "I want to last long enough to keep this going all day." She groaned as she rubbed against me, attempting to move along my shaft herself when I stopped.

  "Please," she begged. "I don't care how many times we have to do it. I need it." I was about to respond when one of the two cell phones sitting on the nightstand rang. Seeing it was hers, I picked it up and checked the caller ID
.

  "It's your father," I informed her as I offered it to her. She started to sit up, but I shook my head. "You're not getting any form of release just yet. Answer the phone, and try to keep it down. I'm going to stay right here." Part of me wanted to keep going, but, since she was still getting used to me, I stopped, my hard cook buried deep inside her. She forced a smile and answered the phone, putting it on speaker.

  "Hey, Dad," she said sweetly, and I rolled my eyes, knowing she was doing this to me on purpose. I started to withdraw as she spoke, timing myself perfectly. "Happy Fourth of J… July… Happy Fourth of July." Her eyes had rolled back into her head as I thrust inwards, and she had almost given herself away because of me, but I didn't care. My heart was soaring as I stared down at her perfect face.

  "Happy Independence Day!" said her father, not seeming to notice the change in her voice. "Are you coming over for the annual BBQ? Or are you going to stay in this year and work?" She looked at me, and I shrugged. Seeing my response, she shook her head.

  "I don't know yet," she informed him. "I've got a lot of things…" I trusted inwards once more, feeling my ball sack smack between her thighs, and she looked angry as she suppressed her moan. "Things I need to do." Her father sounded concerned as he responded.

  "Are you okay?" he asked. "You sound a little different." She looked up at me, a silent plea in her eyes, and I motioned for her to wrap things up.

  "Yes, I'm fine," she lied as she adjusted herself beneath me. "I just stubbed my toe while trying to make the coffee. Anyways, let me get my work done, and, if I don't make it in time for the BBQ, I'll see about joining you for the fireworks." Her father sounded a little sad, but he also sounded understanding.