Page 88 of Daddy, Take Me Away
A tap to my thigh had me opening my eyes and searching for Daddy’s face. “That’s right, little one, you keep those baby blues open and looking at Daddy.” Using his strength, he bounced me up and down along his length. The same fingers he’d used to tap me rubbed my clit.
Pressure built low in my belly. “I’m gonna…” I warned him. Sometimes he liked me to wait for him.
“That’s okay, baby, you can come,” he growled before kissing my brow.
My toes tingled, my thighs tightened, and I exploded. “Daddy!” I moaned as I pulsed around him.
“Oh, you’re so pretty when you come for me, baby. So pretty,” he growled as he slammed my body down onto him again and again. His muscles flexed beneath me. The mat under his feet crinkled and our flesh slapped together. “Fuck, babygirl.” Daddy’s fingers tightened on my thighs and he emptied inside of me.
Heaven help me if this is just a taste of the pleasure in store for me this week.
Elliot
“Can Tinsley halp, Dada?” Tinsley danced from foot to foot. Bless her heart, excitement was pouring out of her tiny body. She’d been the perfect girl waiting in line, checking in, and then being patient while we waited on a luggage cart.
“I would love some help, baby. Do you want to unlock the door?”
“Yas, please. Tinsley promises to be so super careful with the key. Tinsley won’t lose it or anything.” I adored her Little speak where she dropped words or even where we had secret words for things, but the times where she expressed how submerged in headspace she was, were some of my favorites. Despite her Little space, she was an adult. I knew she would be “so super careful” with the key, but the fact she needed to tell me was endearing.
“Oh, I know. You’re such a good helper.” I pulled the key from my pocket and handed it to her. “Can you find the numbers all by yourself or do you need my help?”
“Can do it all by myself!” she squealed, taking off down the hall. Taking a mental snapshot of the image, I followed her. We were clearly the only ones in the hallway.
“Found it!” she yelled back at me. I pushed the cart down toward her and made a big show of pretending to check the numbers.
“Oh, you did so good, baby!”
“Is right?”
“It sure is! What a smart baby!”
She scanned the card, waited for the light to turn green and pushed open the door. Cold air rushed out of the room, giving us more relief from the August heat.
“So pretty, Dada!” she said, twirling around in a circle.
The room was nice. It was right on Main Street and had a beautiful view of the river below. The inside was done in a variety of creams and browns, adding to the overall rustic feel of the inn.
“Water, Dada!” She pointed from her place at the large window.
“I see! It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” I hooked my fingers into the back of her romper straps and hauled her to my side. Giggling, she wrapped her arms around me.
“So beautiful,” she agreed again.
Stroking her soft skin gently, I pressed a kiss to the top of her curls.
“Can call Uncle Tyler?”
“That’s a great idea, baby. I bet he would love to see the view too.” I wished he had been able to join us for the full week, but I also knew my girl needed some Dada time too.
I handed Tinsley my phone and she had Tyler’s contact pulled up and dialing in just a few seconds.
“Hey, Teenie! Did you guys make it all right?”
“Yas-huh. Safe.”
“Good, I’m glad you and Daddy are safe.”
“Show you,” she said, her face scrunched in concentration. “Stupid phone,” she grumbled.
