Daddy's Little Sweetie: A DDlg Instalove Romance

by Daisy March

  “Not yet,” I replied, slowing slightly. “Touch yourself for me.”

  I looked down as her hand slid between the two of us, finding her clit, stroking it frantically as I started to thrust again.

  “Can I come, Daddy?” she asked.

  “Come for me,” I replied, ramming into her, feeling her contracting around my cock.

  “I’m coming!” she screamed as her body started to shake. My cock jerked an instant later and then I was filling her up, our mutual orgasms the surest sign that this was meant to be.

  “My cute little sweetie,” I said, kissing her softly. “What did I do to deserve you?”

  “I could say the same thing.”

  “I love you, Susie.”

  Her eyes widened as she stared up at me, tears forming. “Really?” she asked. “You really mean that?”

  “Of course I mean it.”

  She threw her arms around me. “I love you too,” she said. “I just…”

  “You just what?”

  “I just didn’t think it was possible to fall in love so quickly.”

  “When you know, you know.”

  I slid to the side of her, pulling her into my arms, sitting up so the two of us could stare out at the lake together.

  A swan was gliding across the water in the distance. It took one look at us and then turned away.

  “I don’t think he approves,” Susie said.

  “Tough,” I replied, kissing her neck. “Because I plan on doing this a lot.”

  “Oh, do you now?”

  “As long as you keep misbehaving like this.”

  “I can be a bad girl, sometimes.” She grinned, shuffling closer into my side. “I guarantee I’ll keep misbehaving, Daddy.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Susie

  Six months later…

  I sat in the bathroom trying to work out how to tell him. We’d both been up and down all day. Could I spring this on him after the morning we’d had?

  We’d gone into the city to pick up some groceries, splitting up around lunchtime. I wanted to pick something up for his upcoming birthday and I needed to get something else even more important.

  By the time I was done, he had loaded the car with shopping.

  “What is it?” I asked, seeing a strange expression on his face. “What’s happened?”

  “I saw the newspaper,” he said. “Oswald and Charlie are dead.”

  “What? How?”

  “Prison riot apparently. One of Oswald’s rivals paid some of the inmates to do them both in. I’m sorry, Susie.”

  I shrugged. “I’m not sure I need a sorry. They made their decisions.”

  I felt numb at the time but as we drove back I felt glad. They could never hurt me again. But then I began feeling sorry for them both. Two lives wasted. It seemed such a shame. I tried to put it out of my mind. That was the past. It was the future I needed to think about.

  We got back and I hid his present in the back of the wardrobe. The other thing I’d bought, I hid in the bathroom. What would he feel about that extra present?

  That evening before bed I decided I couldn’t wait any longer. I told him I was going to brush my teeth and then headed into the bathroom. What would he think? Would he be mad with me?

  Twenty minutes later, he knocked on the door. “All right in there, Susie?”

  “Yep,” I replied, getting to my feet. There was only so long I could hide. “On my way out.”

  “I thought you’d fallen in,” he said as I emerged. “You were only brushing your teeth.”

  “I did something else while I was in there,” I said, my hands hidden behind my back. “And we need to talk about it.”

  “That’s funny,” he said, motioning toward the sofa. “I was going to say exactly the same thing.”

  “You were?”

  “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask for a while now.”

  “What is it?”

  He was standing with his hands behind his back too, filling the space between the lounge and the kitchen. “I know when we got together you weren’t sure if this would last.”

  “I don’t remember saying that.”

  “I could tell, Susie, from the way you looked at me. You were worried that this was lust and not love, right?”

  I nodded slowly. “Maybe.”

  He kneeled down on one knee in front of the sofa, bringing his hands out from behind his back.

  “I love you more today than I did yesterday and I will love you more tomorrow than today. You’ve changed my life, Susie. I don’t want to live on my own ever again. I want to live with you for the rest of my life. So, if you’ll have me, will you do the honor of being my wife?”

  He held the box in his hand up toward me. My hand went to my mouth in shock. He opened the box to reveal the most beautiful engagement ring.

  “Sapphire to match your eyes,” he said, taking the ring out and holding it toward me. “What do you say?”

  “Yes!” I squealed as he slid the ring onto my finger. “Of course, yes.”

  “What’s that in your other hand?”

  I looked down. I’d been so excited, I’d forgotten to hide it. “Ah, this. I need to tell you about something.”

  “Is that a pregnancy test?” he asked, getting to his feet again.

  “I checked the calendar this morning and I’ve missed a period by a long way. I thought it might be a one-off but I’m overdue now so I picked up a test when we were in town this morning and here it is.”

  “So, you’re pregnant?”

  I nodded, mashing my hands together. “Are you angry?”

  “Angry?” He pulled me to my feet, throwing his arms around my shoulders. “Of course I’m not angry. You’ve made me the happiest man on the planet.”

  “My Daddy becomes a father,” I said. “How does that sound? Complicated?”

  He laughed, kissing me gently, holding my cheeks in his hands. “It sounds absolutely perfect.”

  Epilogue

  David

  Five years later…

  I looked down at her as she sat on the sofa by the roaring fire. “How are they?” she asked as she turned to face me.

  “Fast asleep,” I replied with a smile. “At last.”

  “Well, it’s been a big day. First birthday.”

  “Ever think you’d have two children with an old man like me? Not wanting someone more sprightly in your life?”

  “I still love my Daddy,” she replied, patting the sofa cushion next to hers. “I should be more worried about you. Not thinking of swapping this baby ravaged body for a newer model?”

  “You look as beautiful as the day I met you.”

  She laughed, putting her hand over her mouth as she did so.

  “What?” I asked. “What is it?”

  “I was soaking wet, coughing all over the place and passing out on the day you met me.”

  I shrugged. “Still looked beautiful to me.”

  I lifted my arm and she backed up onto me, nestling into the side of my body. The logs on the fire popped but other than that there was no sound in the cabin. The kids were both asleep.

  “I can’t believe Sally’s one,” I said. “It seems to have raced by.”

  “What about Todd. He’ll be five before you know it.”

  “I know. It’s crazy. I can’t keep up with him anymore.”

  “You do all right,” she said with a smile, leaning up to kiss my cheek. “You’re a pretty good Daddy. Teaching him how to swim, going fishing with him. It’s wonderful to see. You are the perfect Daddy.””

  “To you or to them?”

  “Both but in very different ways.”

  It was my turn to stifle a laugh. “Stop it,” she hissed. “You’ll wake them up.”

  “Dead to the world,” I replied. “We’ve got a whole night to ourselves.”

  “And what do you intend to do with the evening?”

  “Someone put themselves down just now, didn’t they?”


  “Oh, really?” She raised her eyebrows, already sitting up. “Did I?”

  “Something about a baby ravaged body. I warned you about putting yourself down a long time ago, didn’t I?”

  “I must have forgotten.” She stood up, shuffling on the spot. “Was I a bad girl? Do I need to be punished?”

  “Yes, you do. Panties off, dress up, in the corner now.”

  She yanked her panties down in a single movement, lifting her dress to reveal that peachy ass of hers as she crossed the room to face the wall. “Don’t move,” I said, watching her from my seat on the sofa. “You look good lit by the fire.”

  “Makes me too warm though,” she replied quietly.

  “Then take the dress off, sweetie.”

  I watched her pull it over her head. Seeing her naked and lit only by the glow of the hearth made my heart ache for her as much as my cock needed to be in her.

  She wasn’t just as beautiful as the day we met. She was so much better. We’d grown closer every day until it felt as if she could read my mind before I even opened my mouth to speak.

  She’d gone through so much in her life. It was amazing she was still standing but she’d not let any of it destroy her.

  She told me she’d seen her father in a dream the night Sally was born, that he was happy for her as long as she was happy.

  “Did you think it was real?” I asked when she told me about it the next day.

  “I’m sure of it,” she replied, squeezing my hand, Sally asleep in her arms. “And he told me it wasn’t your fault that he died.”

  That was the second time I cried in front of her. The second time was when baby Sally was born. She looked so perfect and Susie brought her into the world. It was all her. I could only marvel at the fact she brought two lives into the world.

  Our family was complete. Todd was in school and already showing signs of her artistic flair. Little Sally was an absolute marvel, never staying still now she could walk, keeping both of us on our toes every day.

  We didn’t get as much time alone together but we made sure every evening ended the same way. Both of us naked together.

  We might not make love every night but we always made sure we held each other, a reminder of how important it was to feel close.

  She stood there facing the wall, no idea what I was about to do.

  I crept up behind her, sliding my hands around to her chest.

  “Will you ever stop misbehaving?” I asked, my cock sliding into the valley between her buttocks, nestling there as I pulled her back toward me.

  “Never,” she replied as I began kissing her neck.

  “Good to hear it,” I said, turning her and lifting her into my arms, carrying her through to the bedroom. “We’ll have to be quiet, reckon you can manage it?”

  “That’s what pillows are for,” she replied, her arms around the back of my neck. “Sticking my face into while you stick your face between my legs, right?”

  “Right.” I kicked the bedroom door closed behind us. In the lounge, the fire began to die. The cabin grew colder but in the bedroom, same as most nights, things were about to get much, much hotter.

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  About the Author

  Daisy March is the author of Daddy Dom romantic fiction featuring plenty of delicious spanking.

  Daisy loves to write about dominant Daddies taking charge of their submissive Littles.

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