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by Adaline Raine


  Holding her clothes over her nakedness, she cracked the door just far enough to peek out, only to have a small black and white puppy with a familiar bobble-shaped head push her way into the room. Flicker jumped up against her legs, tongue lolling and tail wagging so fiercely, her whole bottom wagged along with it.

  “What are you doing here?” Isabella whispered, dropping her clothes to pick the puppy up. Flicker happily returned every kiss she gave her, and it was all she could do not to laugh out loud as the puppy wiggled and squirmed and tried to get her to play. “You really are a little escape artist, aren’t you?”

  And that’s when it hit her. She was going home today. For as much as she was looking forward to getting back to work on her wedding plans and sleeping in her own bed, this bundle of squirming warmth was something she was going to miss. She was already so in love with the furry pup that the thought of leaving her behind made her heart ache.

  “Who’s an escape artist?” Max mumbled sleepily from the bed.

  Caught. Half-formed thoughts of somehow maybe sneaking Flicker into their luggage died hard. Picking her up again, Izzy reluctantly crept around the corner to show him what she’d found.

  “She was right outside the door, crying to be let in. I couldn’t just leave her out there, could I?” She tried not to pout, but it was hard knowing he was probably going to make her take Flicker straight back up to the puppy room.

  “They did say she has Houdini qualities, didn’t they?” Rubbing his eyes, Max grinned at Izzy. At least he wasn’t angry, maybe that would bode well for what she wanted. Nothing was cuter than a puppy. Surely he couldn’t be immune to that.

  Putting Flicker on the bed, she crawled up to join them, giggling as the puppy tumbled over to Daddy to lick all over his face.

  “Ah!” he mock cried, pretending not to like it. “Princess, come get your dog before she licks the stubble from my face.” He laughed.

  More than happy to take all the puppy kisses she could get, Izzy cuddled Flicker so he could sit up. She was still trying to formulate how best to ask, just one more time, if they couldn’t please take the puppy home with them when it suddenly dawned on her what Daddy had said. “Wait. Did you say my dog?”

  “Why not?” he countered with a shrug. “She needs a family, and seems to have attached herself to us. Hell, she even got your non-morning loving self out of bed without my first having to threaten you with a sore backside. That’s a damn miracle in my book. So, it looks like we have ourselves a new fur baby.”

  “Oh, Max, really?” Bouncing on her knees, Izzy threw herself at him, hugging him and squealing, she and the puppy both covering his face and neck with kisses. “You are the best hubby and Daddy a girl could ever ask for!”

  Zeroing in on his lips, she kissed him again, not at all surprised when she wiggled in closer and her stomach brushed a familiar hardness.

  “Well, if I knew this would be my reward, I would’ve gotten you a puppy a while ago.” Max brought his hand up, cupping the back of her head to take control of the kiss. He always knew exactly how to get her going, and this was no exception. As the kissing continued, she became lost in a haze of lust, needing this man more than her next breath.

  Breaking the kiss, Max patted her hip. “I think we should put the puppy on the floor. She doesn’t need to see what I have in mind for you.”

  Rolling off both him and the bed, Izzy hurried Flicker to the en suite bathroom. “We’ll be back, little friend. Right now, I have an appointment.”

  Closing the door, she turned to find Max had already removed the sheet and now lay, half reclining, against the headboard of the bed, with his erection straining against his stomach. Sights like that were enough to make anyone’s mouth water. To be honest, it had been a long time since she’d last savored a taste of him.

  “Come here, Isabella, and lie down on your back.” Max climbed off the bed, getting to his feet.

  “Oh, but I wanted to taste you.” She pouted.

  Max said nothing, but hitched his eyebrow at her. When he did that, it totally turned her on.

  She did as he asked, knowing he would make it worth her while, which brought a grin to her face.

  As soon as she was lying down, Max pounced on her. She giggled when he kissed her right foot, but those giggles soon turned to breathy sighs as he worked his way up her leg. By the time he reached her pussy, they had become soft moans, especially when he flicked out his tongue, licking his way up her slit to her clit.

  “Hmmm,” he hummed against her. “You taste so good.”

  He nibbled and sucked until she felt as if she would literally go out of her mind. When she thought she could take no more, he bit with the utmost gentleness down on her clit. She exploded in a wave of sensations.

  As she was coming down from her high, Max kissed her belly, working his way up to her breasts before moving up to her neck.

  “I need you, Max,” she whispered. “Please.”

  That was all it took to bring him over her. She grabbed his shoulders when he slammed himself home inside her. It was everything she needed it to be. He moved with singular purpose. For a man who could do wonders with his mouth, what he did with his cock was nothing less than pure magic.

  “Come with me” he ordered as he pounded into her.

  Wrapping her arms tight around him, Izzy had no choice but to obey. Not that she wanted anything else. Like everything else, the orgasm that rocked through them both was both powerful and magical.

  Collapsing on the bed beside her, he pulled her back into his arms and they both fell back asleep with no further words needed.

  When Max woke up again, his lovely lady was still asleep in his arms, snoring softly, though she always denied that she did. This weekend couldn’t have worked out any better. They had reconnected, which was all he’d wanted when he’d called Marshall and set this up. It dawned on him that he hadn’t even seen his old friend while they had been there. Hopefully, he’d have a moment to rectify that before catching the homeward bus at lunchtime.

  He glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was already nine am. That meant they had very little time to spare. “Isabella, it’s time to wake up. We have things to do.”

  “Nooo, please don’t make me get up, you wore me out this morning.” She snuggled into Max’s side.

  “We have to, don’t make me end this lovely morning by heating up your beautiful bottom.” He pinched her ass. “Besides, you have a little friend I believe you left in the bathroom.”

  Isabella jumped up, having forgotten about Flicker already. “Oh, you made me forget!” She ran to the bathroom.

  “I can’t help it that I’m a sexual dynamo.” He chuckled.

  “My Daddy, the sex God.” She laughed as she bent over and picked up the puppy. “It just occurred to me that we need to let them know where she is; I bet they are looking for her.” She kissed the puppy’s little head. “Did you mean it that we can keep her? I mean, really?”

  “Of course I did. She picked us from the beginning. I know you fell in love with her, and I’m in love with you, so I guess that means she comes home with us.”

  Hurrying to both pack and dress, they headed down the hall to the Mosh Pit to fill out the adoption papers for Flicker. When they went through the door, they were met by the same woman who had helped them earlier. “Well, the escape artist has been returned. I’m glad to see she is okay.” She tried to take the puppy, but Izzy wasn’t having it.

  “Actually,” Max interjected, “we are leaving on the bus this morning, and we would like to adopt her. It seems she and my girl have connected, so we want to take her home with us. What do we need to do to make it happen?”

  “I’m so glad to hear it. Flicker is such a sweet animal, but I was afraid she might not be picked. We have adoption paperwork to fill out. We can help you with a cardboard carrier for the bus, if you need one. She has a leash and collar, and we have her shot and puppy wellness records.”

  Max filled out the papers a
nd gathered the supplies while Izzy sat on the floor, playing with Flicker. She didn’t seem even to notice all the other dogs in the room. She only had eyes for her new little love.

  Once they were ready, Max went to where they were playing. “Izzy, it’s time to go. She’s all ours.” When she looked up at him, her smile shone like the sun.

  “Thank you so much, Daddy. I’ll take great care of her, I promise.” She stood and came to meet him at the door.

  “I never had any doubts about that, my sweet.” He kissed her forehead. “We need to get something to eat. Then it’s time to pack our bags and head back to reality.” He found he didn’t want to go home. He wanted to stay in their little bubble a while longer, but that wasn’t an option.

  They took Flicker and all of her belongings back to the room, and went to the buffet to get some breakfast before getting ready to leave. They filled their plates, and as they turned to find a table, they saw Marshall and Kaylee by the door. Shoving her plate at Max, Izzy ran to join their friends. He shook his head, knowing he should probably rein her in, but her enthusiasm just made him smile.

  He walked toward them and placed the plates on a table, close to where the trio stood.

  “Hey, Max, it looks like your time here has been successful.” Marshall extended his hand, and Max accepted it.

  “More than you could know, old friend. The place looks like you’re getting back to normal after that little incident.”

  “Yes,” Marshall responded, a little more dryly. “Something like that.”

  Max looked over and saw the ladies chatting in their own little world.

  “I actually came down here hoping to find you.” Marshall pulled out an envelope from his coat pocket. “Kaylee and I wanted to give you your wedding present a little early.” Handing the envelope to Max, he nodded to indicate it was all right to open it now..

  Max did, and scanned it quickly, shocked by what he read. “Really?” he asked. “New Year’s is your busiest time of the year.”

  “You know I never do anything I’m not sure of,” Marshall answered with an easy shrug.

  “Then I accept,” Max said graciously. “My princess and I would love to spend our honeymoon here. I actually can’t think of anything we would love more.”

  “What do we love, Daddy?” Isabella asked as the ladies joined them.

  “We love the Castle,” he answered, placing his arm around her shoulders, “and we would love to thank Marshall and Kaylee for their generous gift by coming here for our honeymoon. Wouldn’t we, princess?”

  Isabella tapped her chin thoughtfully, pretending to consider. A mischievous smile lit her face and she squealed, surprising Marshall with a brief hug and then landing a kiss on Max’s cheek. “I think that sounds fabulous!”

  “Good.” Max beamed at her. “So do I, and I’m sure we will need the reset by then.”

  She paused, cocking her head to the side, and regarded him with a suspicious side-eye. “I do have one question, though. Will I get to be Big this time?”

  Max smiled. “If you’re lucky,” he answered, noncommittally. Then he turned serious.

  “Isabella, I love you. Full stop. I love you when you are a capable, intelligent woman. I love you when you are a bratty pain-in-the-rear Middle, and I loved you when you were my sweet Izzy-doll, relying on your Daddy for every little thing. I know it wasn’t the Castle trip we always envisioned, but I loved it, and I think it put us back to where we needed to be. So, no, I can’t guarantee you’ll get to be Big next time, because the truth is, little one, no matter what age you are, and no matter where we are, I’m your Daddy, and I’m going to do whatever I think is best for you. And if that happens to be dressing you up and making you my sweet little girl for a spell, that’s what I will do. Do you understand me?”

  Max was holding his breath. He knew he was right, and he didn’t regret a word of the speech he had just given, but he didn’t know how Isabella would respond.

  Her response was a big smile, and a smacking kiss on his lips.

  “That,” she exclaimed happily, “is exactly what I was hoping you would say.”

  The End

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