by Lena Little
Daddy unbuttons the poopy door on my pajamas and then buries his face in the same place, tonguing me there before spitting on my hole. Standing he grips the counter with one hand just next to mine. With the other he grabs his shaft and slowly inches his length inside me, taking my breath away.
When he gets so deep I feel like I’m about to black out I let out a scream.
“Quiet, remember?” he says, covering my mouth with his hand as he takes that as a cue to inch back out of me.
“Sorry, Daddy. It’s just that you’re so big and so thick.”
His hand leaves his shaft and cups my breast through my pj’s. “Remember what happens if anyone walks in on us?” he whispers into my ear.
“I admit it was my fault because you can’t resist me when I’m ready to play our secret game.”
“That’s right, sweetie. And that’s the damn truth,” he growls, entering me yet again.
His hand leaves my breast and slides inside my pajamas, rubbing my nub in perfect motion as everything inside me builds to a fever pitch. Seconds later and I’m gasping for air, and I hear Daddy doing the same from behind.
Then I feel his other hand come down on my ass, hard, and I realize I can’t keep up. I’m losing track of where Daddy’s hands are going, what he’s touching, and how deep he’s hiding his special stick inside me.
“Spank me harder, Daddy. I’ve been a bad little girl.”
“Fuck,” he grunts. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“That’s what I’m for,” I whimper. “For you to fill with your seed. Come in me, Daddy,” I say. It’s the first time I’ve ever been the one to give him a command and it gives me a sense of power.
“You first, little girl, but do it quick. Daddy can’t last much longer.”
I steel my legs and push back into him, his girth filling me even deeper and it pushes me over the edge instantly. “I’m coming, Daddy. I’m coming!”
His hands grip my waist hard, squeezing as my body releases and a sea of euphoria washes through me. I feel everything, and most importantly I feel love.
Just as I finish I feel Daddy’s geyser explode, filling me as he groans like he’s not even human. Seconds later he slumps over me, his chest pressed into my back, and all his weight laying on top of me. It’s a feeling I love, knowing I’ve drained him completely.
Slowly he eases out of me and turns my body so I’m facing him, our eyes locking.
“Daddy, I love you.”
“I love us,” he says. “Us, because together we are one, whole. Apart we are lost. We need each other to survive. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
“That’s the truth, Daddy. That’s the absolute truth.”
Extended Epilogue
Layla
Nine years later
I type ‘The End’ and then stand up from my desk, stretching my hands over head and then bending my elbows and playfully, and strangely, patting myself on the back as I always do when I finish a short story.
“When will mommy be ready to play?” I hear Liam ask from the other room.
“Mama bear is ready, sweetie!” I yell and take off running toward him just as he does the same for me. Scooping him up in my arms I give him a big ol’ hug just before Logan wraps up both of us from behind.
“Congratulations on completing another one,” Logan whispers into my ear. “Daddy is so proud of you.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I return, turning just in time to get a kiss. “I just wish I could write faster. I really don’t know how Lena Little does it.”
“Maybe she doesn’t have a family like we do.”
“I hope she finds her own Daddy one day, even though that would mean she’d probably slow down on her writing. I just love her books.”
“Strangely, even I can tolerate them. They’re not that bad, and I’m someone who never read anything after high school. As a matter of fact I never even read those books in high school. Thank God for Cliff’s Notes.”
“But you like reading my books, don’t you?”
“I love it because they give me a look inside your head, inside your fantasies.”
“Mom. What’s a f-fantasy,” Liam asks.
I gulp and look at Logan.
“Wanna watch a Disney movie? Those are fantasies.”
“Yay! Disney!” he says, wiggling and I put him down and he takes off running for his iPad.
“Mom, are you watching a Disney movie?” Leah asks.
“I wanna watch!” Lillian calls out from somewhere in the house.
“Me too,” Lucas adds.
Luna, our cat, even meows.
“I guess it’s unanimous then,” Logan says. “Where mom goes the whole family goes.”
“My writing career wouldn’t be going anywhere without all the time you put into watching the kids while I write.”
“Are you kidding me?” Logan says. “Apart from time spent with you, it’s my favorite part of the day.”
“Awww,” I reply, wrapping him up in a hug as best I can, never even close to being able to get my arms around him. “You still love me?”
“What? What are you talking about? Wait,” he says, lifting me into the air as if the extra weight I’ve put on over the years isn’t even there. “You’re talking crazy so you must be pregnant again.”
His eyes grow wide with anticipation and excitement.
“I did miss my last period,” I finally confess.
He sets my feet back down on the ground, tips his head back, and pumps his fists. “Yes! Thank you!”
“I need to get tested before we celebrate.”
“Every day with you in our lives is a cause for celebration.”
“Even though I’m not…” I pause running my hands downward a few inches from my body, “not built like I used to be.”
“Woman, get outta here with that talk. You know how much that amazing body of yours turns me on. And the fact that your body has been a vessel for all our children, the crazy creatures we love more than life itself…little girl it just turns me on even that much more and makes Daddy want to do naughty things to you.”
“Really?” I ask just before his lips claim mine hard.
All my worry and the self-doubt I’m feeling wash away as he scoops me back up in his arms and possessively carries me toward the living room where our family will watch a movie together.
This is truly what life’s all about. Right now I get to be a little girl, just like my kids as we watch a Disney movie and eat popcorn. And the best part is I have my Daddy, our Daddy, right here with us to provide a safe and fun environment. To be fun when the time calls for it and deliver punishment when we get out of line.
But at the end of the day, all our Daddy really wants is the best for us, and that’s why he’s the best Daddy in the whole wide world.
And he’s mine…mine all mine. Forever.
“I love you, princess,” he says.
“I love you.”
“Yay! Disney princess movie!” the kid’s cheer, picking up on the word they want to hear. Little do they know it’s always the word I want to hear, but only because it comes from my Daddy, my everything, my protective man…always.
THE END
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Also by Lena Little
Yes, Daddy Series
Book 1: Daddy Next Door
Book 2: Bossy Daddy
Book 3: Paying Daddy’s Debt
Book 4: Daddy’s Halloween
Book 5: Daddy’s Italian Friend
Book 6: Russian Teacher
Book 7: Daddy’s Housekeeper
Book 8: Possessive Daddy
Book 9: Protective Daddy (this book)
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