Daddy Dearest

by K. L. Fast

  "Ride my dick, little lamb. Ride daddy," he says using my hips to pull me flush with him. Rising up, I slam myself down on him until my clit is smashed against his abs.

  "Fuck," I hiss and clamp my hand over my mouth. Little girls shouldn't swear. He chuckles and my pussy squeezes around him.

  "Shit, little lamb, you're so tight," he says through gritted teeth. "Give daddy your pussy juice," he demands, and I start riding him. He slaps my ass hard then grabs ahold of it squishing it tight as he starts to fuck me on his cock. His hips slamming up every time I go down hard. Pretty soon, I am screaming his name as an orgasm rocks my world. A few seconds later I feel him stiffen and let out a deep down as he comes deep inside of me. A crazy part of me wants it to stay and I love knowing his hot, sticky come is inside of me. Is it crazy that I want it to find my womb, grow there?

  Leaning down, I kiss his chest, his lips, all over his face. He wraps his arms around me, and I sigh, laying my head on his chest, his semi hard cock still inside me. After we catch our breath slowly, I pull myself off of him and lay down.

  We lay there, my back to his front for a few minutes trying to catch our breath. Baxter is lightly running his fingers over my hip and rib cage almost making me doze off.

  “Sweetheart?” he murmurs by my ear.

  “Mhhm...” I answer, my eyes already starting to close.

  “I love you.” He kisses the side of my head and pulls me closer to him, my ass resting on his lap and my back to his chest. He really does make the best big spoon ever. “I love you,” he repeats. My stomach lights up with a thousand butterflies and my lip starts to tremble. Maybe there really is such a thing as soul mates. Because the love I was so worried about being one sided is real. Knowing he loves me too fills me with a happiness I have never known before.

  “I love you too, daddy,” I whisper back. He groans and pulls me flat against his chest kissing the side of my neck.

  “Say it again,” he demands growling. A shiver of excitement runs through me.

  “I love you, Daddy.” He sighs contentedly.

  “I love you too, little lamb.”

  As I fall asleep, I can't help but hope that I get to fall asleep like this for always.

  Chapter Nine

  Baxter

  The last week has been the best of my life, Clementine is the best thing that has ever happened to me. She has brought so much joy to my life in such a short amount of time. I have laughed more in the last week than I have in years. My big house felt like a home for the first time since I had it built, and it is all thanks to her.

  Earlier tonight we had a huge family dinner. My son and his fiancée came over along with my parents and her aunt. My mother is absolutely in love with her. She gets along wonderfully with my dad and she seems to really like my future daughter in-law. Her aunt is one of the funniest people I have ever met, and I really admire the shit out of her for taking Clem in. The girls get along so well that they have already decided that they need a “girls’ day” out.

  Everyone left about an hour ago and now that we have cleaned up, it's time for my girl to relax. We have spent every day together and I noticed rather quickly that she is a busy bee and she often forgets to take care of herself while she is trying to take care of everyone else. You would think that it would be annoying but it's one of the things I love about her. I love getting to take care of her: making her dinners, drawing her baths, laying on the living room floor in her pillow fort, watching movies while she is coloring to unwind from her busy day.

  During the day, while she is working, I have been sneaking into one of the upstairs bedrooms I have been working on for her. I want her to feel like she has a safe place to be herself and not worry about anything or anyone else. I love treating her so sweetly during the day but the minute we get into the bedroom, I love to call her filthy names and make her scream for her daddy to fuck her tight pussy.

  Watching her walk around in the house in nothing but my shirt for most of the day makes it almost impossible not to picture fucking her on ever surface of this house. Over the last week we have knocked off almost every room of the house. She is currently in a bubble bath I drew for her and I am getting her a glass of merlot.

  As I walk back towards the master bedroom, I start to hear the sound of her humming to herself. I follow the sound toward through the master bedroom and into the master bath. When I walk in, she is soaking in the tub her head is resting against the back of it and her long blond hair is piled on the top of it in a messy bun. Her eyes are closed, and she is biting her plump bottom lip. I make a strangled sound when her little fingers trail down her tummy, headed for her pussy. She squeaks and turns on her side, peeking over the edge of the tub. I set the wine glass down on the counter.

  "What are you doing, little lamb"? I ask sternly.

  "Nothing," she whispers.

  "I saw you," I reply, pulling my shirt over my head.

  "I…I was achy."

  "When your pussy aches, you come get me. Anytime, anywhere. It's my job to make it all better. Do you understand?" I ask kicking my pants away. She nods. “Words, little lamb."

  "I understand, daddy," she says looking anywhere but at me.

  "Good girl, now stand," I order, while palming my dick. Easily, I lift her out of the tub and place her on the bathmat. Water sluices down her body in hot rivulets. I want to lick every drop off of her delicious body, but I don't. She reaches out and takes my hard dick in her soft hand, dragging her hand up and down the length of it. "KneeI," I growl.

  As soon as she does, she wraps her lips around my dick and sucks me into her mouth. Soon, I am fucking her face until her blue green eyes shine with unshed tears. She doesn't stop me or do anything but moan. I pretend I don't see her fingering her little pussy while she swallows my dick. To be honest, watching her doing that turns me on more, making me fuck her mouth harder and harder. When I am about to come, I stop and pull her back on her feet. I kiss her before I turn her around and kiss her neck with her back to my chest. My dick rests on her asscrack, wet with her saliva and twitching, aching to bury itself deep inside of her.

  Roughly, I bend her at the waist and have her hold onto the edge of the tub. Her body is still wet as I get into position behind her. Spreading her open, I lick her clit before fucking her tiny pussyhole with my tongue.

  "Daddy!" she shouts, making me feel like a king.

  "You like that don't you? You love it when daddy eats your pussy, don't you?" I ask before going back to my little slice of heaven on earth.

  "Oh. My. God. Yes," she chants. I dip two fingers into her tight, wet heat while I lick her clit. "Please, don't stop," she begs.

  "Never little lamb. Daddy's gonna take care of you forever," I promise. Using my now wet with her juice’s fingers, I trace her perfect asshole, knowing it's too soon to fuck her there, but I can still play.

  "Wh… what are you doing?" she asks, turning her head to look at me.

  "Playing, little lamb," I tell her as I line my dick up with her opening. I shove all ten inches into her at once at the same time just barely pushing my fingers into her ass. She moans loudly and fucks back onto my dick. I feel her pussy clench around me, and my balls tighten as I release my seed into her ripe womb. The thought of getting her pregnant makes me come more. Leaning forward, I kiss her back.

  "Such a good girl," I tell her, helping her to her feet.

  "Wow," she says yawning.

  "Let's get you in bed, little lamb."

  "Thank you, Daddy," she whispers as we get into bed. I pull her close to me for cuddles and hold her until she's sleeping.

  Then I quietly slip out of bed and tuck the sheet around her before kissing her on the cheek.

  It's time for me to get the house ready for my girl. I am about to ask the most important question of my life and I want everything to be perfect.

  Chapter Ten

  Clementine

  Why am I freezing? Is my first conscious thought as I wake up. Ever since I have been
at Baxter’s, I haven't been cold once. The man is like a fucking furnace. I can’t even sleep with a comforter, it's normally just a sheet. I fling my hand over to his side of the bed and when it comes up empty, I sit up looking around until I spot a little note on his pillow in big bold letters it says:

  My darling Clementine, I have a surprise for you. Come find me, Xoxo, Daddy.

  Grinning, I quickly get out of bed and wrap the sheet around me. I look down and there are little paper arrows on the floor. I giggle and start following them. They led to the kitchen where there is a cup of coffee waiting for me along with some toast and eggs. Another note is next to them.

  I love getting to make you breakfast in the mornings, and watching you dance around the kitchen when you bake. Eat this. You’ll need your strength ;).

  I don't know how he expects me to eat when I am this excited, but I don't want to disappoint him. So, in a not so lady like fashion I scarf down the toast, a few bites of the eggs and I grab my cup of coffee. Taking a sip, I follow more little paper arrows that lead out the sliding glass door and onto the grass. There is a single pink balloon with a string tied to a rock, so it won’t fly away. When I get to the balloon there is a note taped to it, I carefully pluck it off and begin to read it.

  You are standing in the exact spot where I realized that I needed you in my life and that I would stop at nothing to make you mine.

  I bite my lip thinking about the first time I saw him. I was pulled to him like a magnet the minute my eyes landed on his. There are arrows leading back up the deck. I follow them into the living room. There I see a huge pillow fort on the floor and Charlie, my stuffie, sitting in the middle with a note clipped to him. I take a sip of my coffee then place it on the end table before grabbing Charlie and reading the note:

  Cuddling you right here while we watch movies is my favorite pastime. Holding you in my arms is my greatest joy.

  My heart skips a beat and I get those damn butterflies in my stomach. fuck, I love him so much. Forgetting my coffee, I clutch the notes to my chest and look around for more arrows. There are some on the other side of the couch and I follow them to his office. They lead right to his desk where there is a note taped to the computer screen.

  Whenever I am in here, I feel like I am too far away, rationally I know you are just a few feet away but somehow, it's not close enough. I need you always. you captivate me, my darling Clementine. Your sweet smile and contagious laugh make my days so much brighter. You truly are the best part of my day. I love you.

  My eyes fill with tears and I sniffle. People wonder how I could have fallen in love with him so fast and this is why. My man is sweet as sugar and sexy as sin. I put the note on my growing pile and follow the arrows leading out of the office and towards the stairs. I follow them up the stairs all the way to the end of the hall where they stop in front of a closed door that has a note on it, with trembling fingers I open it.

  Inside this room there is a big surprise. I've been working on this for the last week. It's something special for my favorite girl.

  I grab the note and hold it to my chest with the others then turn the knob, when I walk through the door Baxter is standing in the middle of the room.

  “What do you think, little lamb?” he asks, holding his arms open. I gasp in shock at what I see. The walls are painted in a pale pink with army green accents all over the room. There are two floor to ceiling bookshelves. A huge chair sitting kitty-corner. There is a big basket with what has to be over twenty different colors of yarn in it, and on the floor by them are six big fluffy pillows with a light pink shaggy rug for me too. I walk over to the other side of the room by the window where there is a desk that has a black office chair and mandala coloring books, there are different types of gel pens, markers, and colored pencils. All of my favorite things to color with. Oh my God! He made a pillow fort on the other side of the room by the closet. I turn my head and notice a big TV mounted on the wall.

  He listened to everything I have talked about and made me a room that is just for me. A place that I feel safe enough to be myself and let everything go. Giddily, I turn around in a circle taking everything in. "Thank you so much, daddy. I love my room," I tell him excitedly. I jerk to a stop and almost fall on my face when I see Baxter on one knee holding a blue velvet box with a shiny diamond ring in it. Tears instantly spring to my eyes. "Baxter?" Oh my God, is this really happening?

  "Clementine Brown, I love you with all of my heart, I've loved you since the minute you walked into my life with your sweet smile and killer curves. I crave you every minute of every day and I know I will for the rest of my life. I can't live without you, sweetheart. Marry me, little lamb. Make me the happiest man in the world and say you'll be mine forever." I burst into tears and fling myself at him knocking him onto his back with an umph.

  “Yes, yes! I’ll marry you!” I squeal, kissing him all over his face. Chuckling, he sits up with me still on his lap.

  “Where did the ring go?” I blush scarlet knowing that it probably flew out of his hand when I tackled him.

  “Um...” He throws his head back as he gives off a barking laugh.

  "Let's see if we can find it." I giggle and climb off his lap and go in search of it. I have no idea how it got all the way by the closet but luckily, it is a sparkly son of a bitch otherwise I don't think we would have found it.

  The minute he slides it onto my finger, I burst into tears again.

  "It's so beautiful. I love it."

  "When are you going to let me marry you?" He asks. I wrap my arms around his middle and sigh.

  "Soon."

  "Soon can't come fast enough, sweetheart." He pulls me close and kisses me soundly.

  I can’t believe I get to spend the rest of my life with the man I love. I can’t wait for our journey to start.

  Epilogue

  Baxter

  One Month Later

  Today, I married the love of my life in a simple wedding ceremony with some of our closest family and friends. I wanted to elope and marry her the minute she said yes, but my girl wouldn't have any of it. She wanted her fairy tale wedding and I was going to fucking give it to her. I have to admit seeing her walk down the aisle in her white wedding dress got me so emotional that I cried.

  She was a vision in white her hair was up with little ringlets coming down, her beautiful face had just a hint of make-up. Her wedding dress molded to her body in just the right way. It made my mouth water and my cock hard. When the pastor pronounces us man and wife and I kissed my new bride, I felt like my life was finally complete.

  I married the woman I was meant to spend the rest of my life with and I am going to spend the rest of my life making sure she is always happy. She insisted on making our wedding cake and of course it was fucking amazing. After a long reception and toasts, we piled into the limo that is going to take us to the airport where my private plane is waiting to take us to our honeymoon destination, which I have been keeping a secret from my bride.

  “Please tell me where we are going. A teeny tiny hint. Just a smidgen of a detail,” she begs sticking her lip out in a pout. We are almost to the plane and she is absolutely giddy with excitement.

  Chuckling, I grab the bag that is sitting on the opposite side in the limo and hand it to her.

  “Fine one little hint.” She claps her hands.

  “Yay.”

  “Okay, close your eyes.” She does what I ask, and I quickly grab the small purple elephant that I got her and set it on her lap.

  "Okay little lamb, open." She gasps when she sees it.

  "Awe. She is so cute! I love her." She squeezes the little elephant to her chest.

  "Her name is Sophie." I tell her she looks up at me in awe.

  "You named her?" I nod my head. That actually has to do with part two of my surprise. I pull out the paper that I had in the bag and hand it to her.

  "What's this?" she asks, cocking her head to the side.

  "Read it." She grabs it and starts reading it. I k
now the minute she sees what I did because her eyes get really wide and she makes a high-pitched squeal sound that rings my ears. The paper drops to the ground.

  "Oh my god! Are you serious right now? Oh my god! You… you… adopted a baby elephant named Sophie." I grab the photo I had in my suit pocket and hand it to her.

  "Oh, look at that sweet face," She gushes.

  "Her mother was killed by poachers and a local elephant sanctuary took her in, until she is old enough to be released back into the wild." Her eyes fill with tears and her lip trembles.

  "Poor sweet baby, how could people be so cruel?" I pull her closer to me and kiss the side of her head. She has such a big heart and I love how much she cares about every living thing.

  "I don't know sweetheart, I'm just glad they have sanctuaries for the orphans and sick elephants." She snuggles closer to me and pulls her stuffed animal closer to her.

  "I am too. How do you even adopt an elephant?" Chuckling, I give her a squeeze.

  "Well, they send us pictures every month and update us on her progress. We can even go see her in person..." I hedge seeing if she will get where I am going with this. She pulls back so fast she almost slams her head into my chin.

  "No! Are you serious?" She all but yells. "You're taking me to Africa! Like the real Africa?"

  “Yes, for a full two weeks.” She throws herself at me with a scream and starts kissing me all over my face. I love when she does that.

  “Thank you so much. This is the best honeymoon a girl could ask for,” she says. I wrap my arms around her holding her close.

  “I’m glad you like the surprise.”

  “I was wondering why I had to get those shots a couple weeks ago.” she says distractedly.