by Lena Little
Scratch that.
Us. Because I’m putting a baby in her belly as soon as humanly possible. I’m not wasting a single second in making her tummy round with my child, letting the whole world know she’s taken and making up for lost time.
And speaking of time, there’s a man at a forty-five degree angle from me who’s checking the time on his watch while the woman he’s with gives a polite golf clap for Josephine. I don’t know why, but something tells me these are her parents. Maybe it’s because the woman is eyeing me with disgust, but it doesn’t matter. I don’t care. I’m not here for them. I’m here to support my little girl.
Even for a smaller school, time drags as they announce all the graduates. Finally, when it’s over, the graduates throw their caps in the air and I rush down toward the floor, beelining it to my princess.
Not thirty seconds later she’s literally jumping into my arms and I can’t resist, claiming her mouth in front of the world.
“Uh hum,” someone clears their throat behind me. I continue kissing her, her sweet, plump bee stung lips pulling me in like a magnet. Whoever’s trying to interrupt us, clears their throat a few more times until finally I turn and acknowledge the idiot who’s trying to take my attention from the angel who quite literally saved my life.
“And who might you be?” her mother asks, her eyes raking over me suspiciously.
“Please tell me a college admissions officer or someone in charge of hiring at some big company,” her stepfather quickly quips.
“I’m the one who recognizes the true worth of this treasure you’ve failed to nurture, respect, and honor.”
“You some kind of white knight with that talk,” her stepfather says.
I feel Josi’s legs clench around my waist even tighter. She’s scared, but the good news is by clenching my waist it makes it easier to do what I need to do next.
Squaring myself to her stepfather and cupping her bottom with the other hand, I take my right hand and grab him by the collar, yanking his face inches from mine.
“Now you listen here and you listen good,” I snarl. “You had your chance to do what’s right and you failed…over and over and over again. If you so much as try and track her down or bother us in any way I won’t fail…in kicking your ass so bad you’ll be eating through a straw for a year. Do I make myself clear?”
He nods.
“Good. And don’t forget it,” I add, before shoving him away from me. I don’t want him anywhere near either of us.
“Honey,” her mom adds.
“Don’t honey her. You never cared either. The only thing you did right was give birth to her. That’s it. That’s your only salvation, and the fact that I’d never lay a finger on a woman.”
“Let’s go,” Josi says, and she definitely doesn’t have to say it twice. Pivoting on a heel I carry her out of the school, students eyeing us incredulously while wisely giving me a wide berth.
“Where are you taking me?” she asks.
“Anywhere but here.”
14
Josi
“How did you find this place?” I ask, looking at the beautiful pond in front of me, ducks calmly gliding across the surface while small fish jump sporadically in the shallow water. It looks like it’s out of a movie. There’s a bit of a green mossy type substance on top of the water in part of it, and then some geese suddenly drop in for a landing. Not to mention the small, wooden rowboat resting along the shore.
“I did some asking around last night. Pays to know the right people.”
“Do we have to pay to get in? Is this a public park?”
“Not today it’s not. It’s just for us,” he says, flashing me a wink. I have no idea how he pulled this off, but I really don’t care. All I’m interested in is what he has planned next, and if that has anything to do with claiming me as his. Officially.
Goosebumps cover my entire body as his big hand engulfs mine, slowly leading me around the outskirts of the pond. There’s a trail that we follow, but after about ten minutes of walking, he breaks away.
“Don’t worry. This isn’t the part where the just released inmate takes the girl in the woods and murders her,” he jokes.
“Have I just become the girl in the story who’s too stupid to live?” I throw back his direction.
“Not at all, but I can’t live another moment without making you mine.”
In a clearing just ahead a blanket appears, and there’s a picnic basket on top.
“How did you…?”
“It doesn’t matter. All that matters is we’re here now. Together.”
Birds chirp and a few butterflies flap their wings as they move in and out of the clearing, the trees providing a canopy for the sunlight overhead. This is literally out of a dream, even better than when Noah takes Allie on the lake in The Notebook.
As we arrive at the outstretched blanket, he motions toward the basket. “It’s for you.”
Keeping my eyes on him I move my hands to the lid, carefully drawing back each side before I look inside.
“You…you read my mind. How could you have ever…?” I gasp, as I look down at the tea set, dolls, and coloring books inside.
“Because the same things you want are the same things I want for you. Ultimately all this is about one thing and one thing only…making you happy. When my little girl is happy, Daddy is happy.”
I throw my arms around him as best I can in a giant bear hug. He’s too wide for me to fully get my arms around, but I don’t mind. It only makes me feel that much more protected and safe.
“Can we play?” I ask into his chest before I jerk my head back and look up at him, batting my eyelashes.
“Today’s your day, sweetheart. You worked hard for many years, you hung in there despite all the troubles, and you graduated high school. Not only that, but Daddy wouldn’t even be here today if it wasn’t for you. In a word, you are incredible.”
“No one’s ever said that to me before.”
“Well get used to it, because I’m going to be saying it a lot,” he reiterates, kissing me on top of the head.
“Can I say something else?” I bite down on my lower lip, feeling a bolt of confidence shoot through me and I want to take advantage of it before my shyness kicks back in.
“You can say whatever you want whenever you want, princess.”
Clearing my throat I look for the words to begin. “I’m…I’m ready to be more than your princess, Daddy. I’m ready to be your queen.”
A muscle in his face twitches and I see his fists tighten.
“Have you been a good girl for Daddy? Have you saved yourself for him and only him?” he asks, his eyes narrowing.
I give him a big nod up and down, my hair flopping as I do.
“And Daddy’s little girl is sure she’s ready for this?”
I nod again, squirming on the blanket and it’s only then I realize my gown has moved and I’m giving him a shot right up my dress, which he can’t resist.
His jaw tenses as he looks down between my legs, moving his hand and placing one finger on the cotton fabric of my white panties, before running it down my covered slit.
My entire body shudders. “Would you like to taste something sweet before tea time, Daddy?” I ask in a saccharine voice, sending his look to an animalistic level.
“Daddy would like that very much,” he continues, curling his finger and moving it in a come hither motion over my sex.
“Do I have to be quiet so nobody hears?” I say softly.
“No, baby girl, because I want the whole world to hear you scream my name.”
“Your name?”
“My title,” he devilishly grins.
“Yes, Daddy.”
15
James
Pulling my princess onto my lap, I run the tip of my calloused fingers over her oh so soft cheek, before my hand continues across her temple, her rapid pulse very apparent. I push her hair back and take in the sight of absolute beauty, total perfection.
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��There are some things we need to get clear first,” I begin.
“What kind of things?”
She situates herself in my lap which causes her backside to brush against my dick. I’m already hard as a steel pipe, but the added contact, from her and only her, already has me on the edge of the precipice. I need to bury myself inside her, get lost to the point where neither of us can tell where one of us ends and the other begins.
But first, we need to be clear about some things.
“You have to understand with one hundred percent clarity, and I’m sure you do but I still need to hear you say it, that this is forever. Daddy plays for keeps when it comes to you, little one.”
My hand slides along the back of her skull and down her neck, massaging it gently…for now. I can barely contain myself, my muscles and emotions taking control of any logic or restraint I still have.
“I want forever, Daddy. Every moment of my life up until this point has just left me feeling confused, misunderstood, and unwanted. When I wrote to that CO I thought it was just another school assignment, but now I know it was fate. It was fate that my letter found its way right into your hands. And with you, everything feels right, especially when I’m in your arms. No longer do I feel like an outcast, a misfit, someone no one wants to know and everyone wants to avoid or tell what to do. The self-doubt, the questioning, the wondering, if I’m weird or wrong, has melted away thanks to you. Your presence alone, your words, everything about you reminds me that I’m normal, that everything’s right, and that everything’s going to be okay. Okay, maybe I’m not normal, that’s a stretch,” she giggles. “But I’m not alone because you understand me and what I need just like I understand the same for you, Daddy.”
“When you call me that…” I grit my teeth trying to hold back. “It just…”
“Completes you? Yes, I know. Because it makes me feel whole too. And now I want the whole of you, all of you, just like you’re telling me you’re going to take all of me. I’m yours, Daddy. Take what you need because what you need is exactly what I need. I trust you and I believe in us. Always.”
I can’t take it anymore and I send my lips crashing down onto hers, claiming her mouth. Her arms wrap around me tightly as her head tilts so I can kiss her even more possessively, passionately, forcefully.
A gasp escapes her lips but my mouth swallows it up before the forest even has a chance. My tongue breaches her lips as I taste her mouth as if she’s food and I haven’t eaten for a lifetime. And the truth is that’s not far off. Before her everything was in black and white. Now, the world is in color.
We continue devouring each other’s faces, taking our time as our hands being to explore each other’s bodies. Knowing she’s been saving herself for me, that I’ll be the only man to ever claim her has my chest swelling with pride. And she can be assured of the same. I’ve never been with a woman, and after all these years I know why. There was a bigger plan in the universe, and the powers that be were saving me for her, just as they did her for me.
It’s an imperfect perfection, a bit of torture as we’ve spent so many years of our lives apart. But now that we’ve found each other we get the best thing possible…that need to make up for lost time. And am I ever going to make up for all the times I wasn’t buried to the hilt inside her, holding her hand in the park, watching her rest and relax on my lap as we watch movies together, or just lounge around on a Sunday morning. Everything, and all aspects of life. We’re both starting again anew as far as we’re concerned. And we each get to explore this world, each other, together for the rest of eternity.
Game over. I win because I won her heart. I’m the luckiest man to ever walk the face of the earth and I’m going to spoil her rotten until the end of time.
My hand works its way underneath her gown and quickly I’m lifting it up and over her head, revealing a sundress underneath. A white sundress with pastel flowers, a perfect fit for her personality…and her innocence which is about to be given to me, the greatest gift in the history of the world.
Part of me wishes I could take her to the penthouse of the world’s best hotel and shower her with all the affection, attention, and care that my little girl deserves, and more. And those days will come after I have some money coming in and establish myself back in society.
But right now this is perfect. The two of us, all we need, together in nature. And despite the scent of the trees, the sounds of the birds, and the sights before us, my eyes are only fixed on her, my nose locked to her scent, and my ears picking up each and every whimper escaping from her lips as I undress her.
I slide out of my suit, making quick work of my clothes as I keep my eyes locked on her body. “Tell me what I know to be true. Tell me that no other man has ever seen what you’re about to show me.”
“It’s true, Daddy. No one. I’m…I’m completely innocent. I’m yours to mold like clay.”
“Or split like wet pine,” I growl.
“And tell me the same. Tell me that although you’ve experienced so many things most others never have or will, you’ve never experienced a woman.”
“No, little girl. Never. Just like you, I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. For this pretty pink opening that I’m about to breach,” I say, placing my finger at the tip of her opening before I slide in-between her legs, taking her clit in my mouth and rolling it in a figure eight, causing her to moan. “Sounds like baby girl needs more,” I mumble into her middle as I keep her engorged nub firmly within my mouth.
“Uh huh,” she whimpers. “It hurts too good, this need. Make it go away.”
“You know how Daddy makes it go away, right little bit?”
“Yes, Daddy. You fill me with your big fat cock.”
I damn near unload on the spot, but I bite down on my tongue instead, tasting the acidic blood that quickly dissipates, but more importantly distracts me from finishing before we even get started.
“Yes, baby. Just lie there and let Daddy take care of everything,” I promise, releasing her bundle of nerves before I look straight up her center, looking up the middle of her body and keeping my eyes locked on her, watching her body writhe as her eyes roll back in her head.
“Yes, Daddy. Right there,” she cries out, her little hands grabbing the top of my head and pushing my face deeper into her dripping wet pussy.
I flex my neck muscles, pinning her to the blanket as I devour her opening, my face coated in her sweet nectar. Her back arches and her fingertips dig into my skull as my head and her center damn near become connected as one. Exactly as it’s meant to be.
Her breathing picks up and the paternal side in me roars to life right along with it. “Not until Daddy says so,” I warn, not ready to let her come until I’m buried deep inside her, climaxing at the same moment.
“I don’t know if I can hold back, Daddy.”
“You’ll do as you’re told, and you’ll like it, little girl.”
“Oh my God,” she moans. “I’ll try.”
“You will,” I remind, my head leaving her center as my big body alines itself over the top of her as I mount her. Fisting my cock I slide it through her dripping folds. Her hips buck as she tries to get me to breach her opening, but not yet. As much as I want the same I need to stay in control. I’m her Daddy after all.
I claim her lips hard and growl into her mouth. “Can you feel what you do to Daddy?”
“Yes,” she moans, grabbing my shaft and stroking it from root to tip. “I didn’t mean to tease you. I don’t want that at all.”
“Then what do you want, little one?”
“I want you to fill my cunt with every last inch, explode inside me and make a baby. My baby. Our baby. Our family.”
Her legs spread wider, her own words pushing her back to the limit.
“Good girl. Spread yourself nice and wide so you can take everything Daddy’s been saving for you.”
“I’m ready, Daddy. Fuck me. Please!”
I can’t take it anymore. Lining my engor
ged crown up with her opening my hips rock forward and in one motion I slide into her, claiming her as mine.
“Ahhhh,” she exhales as if all the air inside her lungs has been spent.
“Breathe, baby girl. Breathe.”
She sucks in a small gasp, followed by another.
“Exhale…slowly.”
She does as she’s told and then breathes again as I stay buried to the hilt inside her.
“You okay, little one?”
“Yes, but it hurts.”
“You want to stop, precious?”
“No. I just need more time to adjust to you.”
“Good girl,” I compliment, leaning in and kissing her on the forehead. “Daddy’s going to ease out and then back in now. You ready?”
She nods, and quickly follows it up with a soft, “Yes.”
I do exactly as I said I would, slowly rocking back into her and then out again, gradually building a rhythm.
“Damn, angel, you’re so tight Daddy can barely hold on.”
She bites her bottom lip and immediately I feel my balls pull up tight, my head falling back as I howl like a deranged wolf
“Oh, Daddy. Oh, Daddy.”
“You ready, baby?”
“Uh huh. Please, Daddy. Please…”
“Come, baby girl. Come all over Daddy’s cock while he fills your womb with his hot seed.”
“Oh my God,” she says, just as her body shoots up off the blanket and her midsection spasms, her pussy clamping down on my dick like a vice-grip, sending me into immediate climax just seconds after I gave her the permission she needed for the same.
I explode so hard I lose my vision, feeling a second wave and then a third. First, a geyser, then hot white ropes shoot from me, filling her completely, and next thing I know I collapse on top of her.
“Sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to…” But before I can roll off her, her little arms are wrapping around me. “Stay, Daddy. I like the feeling of your weight on me.”
I’d never want to hurt my baby girl, but if she insists then damn right I’m going to make her happy and stay put.