by Riley, Alexa
How could I not love her? She’s beyond perfect.
I kiss her on the forehead one last time, hating to break our bubble of intimacy. “Don’t we have somewhere we need to be, precious girl?”
Chapter 4
Haley
“We have to get to my father’s. I want to make sure everything is in place before people start to show up for dinner,” I remind him, even though I know he already knows. We have plenty of time, but our playtime has put us a little behind. But after those two orgasms, I really don’t care. It’s odd because I’ve been so crazy about every detail of this wedding, wanting it to be just right.
I know the reason for my nonchalance at the moment. William made all the stress leave my body with his spanking. He always seems to know what I need even before I do. How I got so lucky to have someone like him, I’ll never know. And tomorrow he’ll tie himself to me forever.
“I should change my pants before we go.” He grips me by the hips in a firm hold, lifting me from his lap. His cock slides free, and I moan at the loss as my feet meet the floor. My dress falls back into place as I feel Daddy’s release coat the insides of my thighs. I know this will be our last time together before we’re married. I’m set to spend the night at my father’s tonight after dinner. I won’t get to see Daddy again until I walk down the aisle.
I know it’s some kind of tradition, but I’m worried I won’t sleep well. I haven’t slept without Daddy William since the day he claimed me as his on the night of my graduation. There was no stopping him. I was his, and it was something I’d wanted for years. He finally took me for his own, and we’ve never looked back.
When he told me he’d been waiting for me for years, not even looking at another woman, I melted into him and stayed there ever since. I wanted him for years but never thought I could have him. Our age difference wasn’t the only thing against us; he was my father’s best friend. At first it was rough, but over time my father saw how much William loved me and that he’d never touched me before I was eighteen. In fact, he’d been avoiding me like the plague up until the night he finally took me. I feel myself smile at the reminder of that night. I woke in his home and he made me his.
Daddy kisses the tip of my nose before he starts fixing the bow in my hair. I’m sure it’s a mess after our play.
“Go grab your overnight bag and meet me at the door to the garage.” I turn to do as Daddy says, but he catches me by the arm. “I want to see it.” I know what he wants without even having to ask. I lift my dress and widen my feet apart. Daddy always likes to watch his cum drip from my body.
He drops to his knees in front of me, still almost coming up to my breasts even on his knees. Seeing as he’s more than a foot taller than me to begin with, the height difference is comical. Leaning down, he places a little kiss on my mound while I run my fingers through his dark hair, which is speckled with grey at his temples. Then I trail my fingers down to the day-old whiskers starting to break through on his chin.
He takes his cellphone out of his slacks. “Spread them for me” Reaching down, I part the lips of my kitty for him, and he takes a picture, then steals a kiss on my clit. When he rises, I drop my dress back down, and he smooths it out for me. “When I’m missing my little tonight, I’ll pull out this picture as I stroke myself and think about my bride-to-be.” I feel myself blush a little and bite my lip. He growls and turns me around, smacking my butt as we exit his office.
“Go get your stuff while I change.” I scurry from the room, and Daddy tries to give me a few more playful smacks as I dart to the living room.
I make sure the overnight bag I packed this morning is by the door and ready to go. Flipping off the Christmas lights on the tree, it hits me that I won’t be spending Christmas Eve in bed with William. Sure, we’ll be together tonight, but I won’t wake up on Christmas morning in his arms. It’s a silly thing to be sad about in the grand scheme of things. I’ll see him later that day and marry him on Christmas Day, but for some reason it makes me ache a little.
“Little one.” I hear Daddy call for me from the other side of the house, probably wondering why I’m not at the garage door, waiting for him. Pulling my bag over my shoulder, I run through the house. When I round the corner, I know he sees my intent, and he braces himself as I throw myself into his arms. He lifts me easily, pulling me snug against him, his hands going to my bottom.
“No underwear, little one. I want to be able to steal all the touches I want tonight. You know what that means?”
“Legs spread when your hand touches my leg.” He doesn’t have to remind me of our rule. I know it all too well, and it’s one I love following. Unless Daddy is in a teasing mood and wants to see me wiggle around all night, of course.
“Good girl. You didn’t clean up, did you?”
“No. I didn’t have time.”
“I want you sticky with me all night. I want my mark all over your kitty. You don’t need panties covering it up when my cum is coating it.”
Now I kind of wish I would have wiped it off so he would have to put it back on. I wiggle against him at the idea.
“We don’t have time,” he growls, knowing what I’m thinking. My bag drops to the floor as he pushes me up against the wall hard enough to almost knock the air out of me.
“Fuck it. I won’t get to have you again until tomorrow. Everyone can wait. I need you again.” Daddy is going to be rough this time, I can feel it. “You’ll be a good little girl and take it.”
“I’ll do anything you want, Daddy.” I rub myself against him, wanting him to use me for his needs. In a second he’s got his cock out and inside my kitty, thrusting hard in and out of me.
“You like when Daddy takes what he wants?” He grunts into my ear, his face buried in my neck. All I can do is moan as his big body overpowers mine, doing what he wants with me. I’m his.
“Say it, baby girl. Tell me what I want to hear and that I can do anything I want with you.”
“Anything, Daddy, I love you.” My words come without hesitation.
“You’re going to cum for me. Grip my cock and suck all this cum into your tight little kitty so it slowly drips out of you all night long. Every time I slide my hand under your dress tonight, I want to feel what I did to you. It will be our little secret. No one will know the dirty things Daddy does to you.”
My body locks up at his words, and the orgasm floods through me. I grip him as tightly as possible, my kitty doing as he says. A long low moan comes from him, and I feel his warm release deep inside me, filling me up. I take all of him into me as his orgasm mixes with my own.
I bite his neck, wanting to leave a mark on him, too. I find myself doing that a lot with him. Wanting little signs of me all over him. Tomorrow he’ll wear a ring for all to see, but tonight he’ll wear this.
“I love you so damn much,” he finally says as our bodies start to calm. “I hate to do this, but we’re late.” I don’t know what he means until I feel him slip from my body, my legs dropping from around his waist as he places me back on the ground.
He rights his clothes as I go to pick up my bag, but he beats me to it.
“You got me good.” His free hand goes to the spot I bit.
“Sorry,” I say, trying to look contrite but not one ounce sorry for biting him.
“Liar,” he says as he grabs my hand, a smirk on his face. “You smell like sex. I’m not going to make it through dinner.” He tosses my bag in the back seat of the car. He opens my door for me, making me smile.
No one has ever made me feel more wanted than William. I lost my mom when I was little, and while my father was always around, we were never super close. William is my everything. He makes me feel needed and like he can’t live without me.
When he slips into the driver’s seat, he takes my hand in his. He pulls out of the garage, heading towards my father’s place. We have a small group of people getting together for a dinner tonight; nothing big, but something my dad really wanted to do. I just hope the wedding pla
nner did as I asked and has things set up so I don’t have to worry about anything. We’re already running late, and I don’t want to stress about something else.
When we reach my father’s home, William grabs my bag before coming around and opening the door for me. He pulls me close when I exit the car, knowing that I still get a little nervous at stuff like this. William’s and my father’s friends are a lot older than me, and it’s a bit intimidating.
It super sucks that Molly can’t make it tonight. It would have been nice to have had at least one person my age here. I think she’s still dodging William after the whole bachelorette catastrophe. A hard look from Daddy could scare anyone for months.
“It’s just dinner, little one. You can sit in my lap the whole time if you like.” I smile up at him, loving how he knows me so well. I always worry that I might do something that would embarrass him, which is silly because he’s never made me feel that way. It’s my own insecurities that make me second-guess my actions.
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I do end up spending most of the night in William’s lap. He gives me little kisses and rewards me with touches all night. It makes everyone else melt away, like it’s only him and me in the room. He teases my body, keeping me on edge, whispering all the things he’s going to do to me on our wedding night.
The wedding planner seems to have come through with everything I’d asked for, having dinner ready to go and pink rose petals and candles covering every available surface of the dining room table. The rest of the room is decorated with Christmas baubles. A mixture of my two favorite things: Christmas and pink!
Soon the night comes to an end, and everyone says goodnight, filled with excitement about tomorrow. Tonight everyone seemed so happy about the wedding and went on and on about how they’d never seen William so happy before. It filled me with warmth. It negated any lingering uneasiness I had about people thinking we shouldn’t be together because of our age gap. What I thought would be a long dragging night turned out to end sooner than I wished.
Giving my father a hug and William a soft kiss, I leave them in the living room as I make my way to my old bedroom. I’m sad that William won't be with me tonight, but it’s tradition.
I check with the wedding planner to make sure everything is in place before I take a quick shower, hating that I'm washing Daddy William away from my body. It already super sucked I wouldn’t be sleeping with him tonight. After slipping on some knee socks and underwear, I jump into bed. That’s when I remember I forgot my stuffed unicorn, Lancelot. No William or Lancelot. I’m never getting to sleep.
Chapter 5
William
After the dinner party is over and I kiss Haley goodnight, I speak with her father, Roger, for a few minutes. We head out onto the large balcony and have a cigar as we catch each other up on work and life. He and I have been friends for decades, but the news of Haley and me came as a shock to him.
After some time has passed and he sees how I care for Haley, he’s grown to understand that my intentions were honest and came from a place of love. Yes, I wanted to own her and have her be mine, but I also wanted to take care of her and adore her for the rest of our lives. We’ve talked several times, and he’s finally come around.
The last of our friends leave, and I say goodnight to Roger, leaving him on the porch with his cigar and scotch.
But instead of going out the front door, I take a left towards the west wing of the house where I know my little one’s old bedroom is.
I’d worked us both up after all our playful touches tonight. I’m also a little sad to think about waking up tomorrow morning and not having her in our bed with me. I could tell when she kissed me tonight that she was having the same problem. I know it’s our wedding day tomorrow, but it’s also Christmas, and imagining Christmas morning without my little on my lap is depressing.
When I reach her door, I listen for any kind of noise and look around to make sure no one is around. It’s not that I don’t want to be seen going into her room, but I would rather have some privacy for what I want right now.
I silently open the door and carefully close it behind me. The soft moonlight illuminates the room as I take off all my clothes and make my way over to the bed.
Pulling back the covers, I see my baby girl is on her tummy with her hands tucked down inside the front of her panties as she sleeps like an angel. Smiling, I shake my head, knowing if she was in bed with me, I would have my hand there, softly stroking her kitty as she falls asleep. She must have missed me doing it and decided she needed the attention. Good thing I’m here to fix it.
Looking over her body, I notice she’s wearing nothing but pale-pink panties with ruffles on the bottom and over-the-knee pale-pink socks. My cock, already hard from being denied access to her body all night, throbs with need at the sight of her.
I climb onto the bed and move on top of her. I feel her stir and lean down to whisper in her ear. “It’s me, little one. I need you.”
Arching her back, she presses her bottom against my naked cock, the ruffles of her panties making me ache.
“Daddy, I need you, too.”
I reach into her bedside table and take out a small bottle of lotion. “I’m going to take your bottom tonight, baby girl. I’m going to save your kitty for tomorrow so that it will be pure for our wedding night, but right now, Daddy needs his cock inside you.” She moans against the pillow as I pull down her panties to mid-thigh. “This will be our little secret tonight. You don’t have to tell anyone you let me in your room and in your bottom before our wedding night. Okay, sweetheart?”
She nods her head into the pillow as I lube my cock up with the lotion.
Pressing the thick tip of my cock to her tight hole, I feel her relax under me, wanting me to penetrate her ass. “Good girl. Let Daddy into your bottom.”
The tip pops through, and she relaxes completely as I slowly push inside her asshole. The thickness of my shaft is squeezed tightly. Haley moans into the pillow again, and I push all the way inside her until my balls press against her ass.
Once I’m fully inside, I lay my big body over her and start to softly hump her. There’s no pulling in and out of her, just the weight of my body pushing against hers as I press my cock into her ass.
I reach around and find her soaking wet cunt. I rub her clit, feeling it covered in her slickness as her hips start to move with mine.
“I know you want me in your kitty, baby girl. Tomorrow I promise to give it all my attention. Tonight will just be our little secret. Cum for Daddy while I’m in your bottom. Let me feel your princess parts squeeze me.”
Her tight hole squeezes me, milking my cock for cum. I’m so hard and thick, but she always takes me here so prettily. Her body is conditioned to take me as often as I need. I kiss her shoulder, tenderly loving her body while taking her in secret.
My dirty whispers in the dark make her cum quickly, and I follow right behind her. I never even thrust inside her; I just slowly humped her until we both hit our peaks. Both of us cling to one another. We were both on edge after tonight, and I know we both needed this release before tomorrow.
After I slowly pull out and clean us up, I pull her body to mine, spooning against her.
“Daddy, are you going to stay the night with me?” There’s a hopeful tone in her voice, and I smile as I kiss her neck.
“Yes, baby girl. I’ll leave at first light, but I can’t wake up on Christmas morning without you. Not ever.”
I slide my hand down the front of her panties and pet her clit as I feel her fall asleep in my arms. I spent too many years without my little girl. I don’t plan on spending another day without her.
Chapter 6
Haley
I feel like I’ve been going from the minute I woke up with Daddy’s face between my legs. He ate me to three orgasms before I begged him to stop, sure I couldn’t take anymore. I wouldn’t be able to walk down the aisle today if he didn’t let me up. He’d have to carry me, which didn’t seem like such a b
ad idea when I really thought about it. But I knew my father wanted to give me away.
William said all my orgasms were an effort to keep me calm today, and I think he was right. I’ve been a lot mellower than I thought I’d be. I’ve only wanted to tattle on the wedding planner twice today, which is most definitely a record.
Daddy got a warm cloth and cleaned between my legs, telling me that he wanted me pure when I walked down the aisle towards him. It’s different from how he usually wants my kitty coated in his cum. I knew tonight he wanted to play, so we’re going to relive our first time together.
He gave me one last kiss before he slipped from my room, but all day he kept sending me funny images of dancing cats and silly gifs. It’s like he could almost feel me starting to get worked up, and I was instantly okay. Then the sweet messages started to come in.
William texted me, telling me not to worry and that everything would be perfect. He said as long as I was standing there when the doors opened, as long as I walked down the aisle to him, it would be okay. He’s right. I’ve been so consumed with making sure everything was perfect that I forgot that it already was.
Daddy and I are getting married today, and it doesn’t matter if everything else around us goes up in flames. But if it did go up in flames, I hope they would be pink.
I feel completely at ease at this moment. I’d wondered when the outside world would start to push in on Daddy and me, but each time that happened, we only seemed to grow stronger and understand each other more. That’s how I know this will last forever. We are meant to be together; we’re not whole any other way.
“You look like you’re glowing.”
