Innocence’s Series Bundle (Innocence #1-3)(44)
“Well, what do we have here?” I rub my hands across her ass before leaning down and licking one fat cheek.
“Daddy! Help me out of here, and then I’ll let you have me.”
“Promise?”
“Yes! I promise. Please help me!”
I unhook Haley’s dress and help her up off the floor and onto the bed. Pushing her back onto the mattress, I flip her dress up, exposing her naked cunt. I don’t hesitate in diving on her cunt and licking up her sweetness.
It’s been ten years since we said “I do,” and I can’t keep my hands off her. I thought at some point we would cool off or stop with our playtime, but our bond only seems to grow stronger.
We talked about having children for a while, but Haley liked being at the center of all my attention, so we decided not to. We’ve got friends with babies, so anytime she needs a fix she can get it. But soon after we leave, she’s cuddling into my lap and letting me know she wants some extra kisses.
The life we have built together is magical. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect wife—and little—to go through it with. She’s the reason I wake up with a smile on my face every day, and she’s the reason I fall asleep happy each night, blissfully wrapped up in her arms.
As I lick her * and she begs me to give her what she wants, I smile and think that we’re going to be late to dinner again.
THE END
BONUS STORY!
PRINCESS
The story of Adam and his little Eve
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To all the dirty Daddy lovers that kept begging for more. Thank you for being good girls while you waited.
Chapter One
Adam
It’s January in Manhattan, the cold air holding a bitter edge to it while I stand in Chelsea trying to flag down a cab. One after another passes me without pause. It’s late and the cold is starting to sink into my skin, but I love winter in New York. The smell of the snow, the lights dancing on the buildings. I just hang out a little longer, waiting for one to pick me up, and enjoy the cold on a rarely quiet New York street.
I’ve finished my business dinner, and I plan on heading back to my hotel for the night. As much as I enjoy the quiet, it’s starting to become disheartening. Lonely even. I worked hard to get where I am, but all I have to show for it is money.
Tomorrow I’m going back home to San Francisco. My business here is finished. I had a meeting with a client, and normally we can do everything over the phone or email, but he insisted I fly out and talk with his partners about the design. So I flew out, wanting to get away instead of sitting in alone at home.
I’m an architect and run my own firm. Luckily for me, I can make my own hours and travel when I need to. I graduated at the top of my class from the University of Southern California three years ago with a Masters in Architecture. I made good connections, and at 27 I’ve been able to build a successful business from the ground up. It’s all my own and I’ve poured every hour of my life into it. I love living on the west coast, but I miss being in New York. I did an internship here while working on my masters, but went back to the Bay after it was over.
Closing my eyes, I feel a few snowflakes hit my exposed cheeks, and I try to savor it. It will probably be a while before I see snow again.
“Can you help me find the G-spot?”
I open my eyes and turn to see where the sweet-sounding voice came from. I see a petite young woman standing in front of me. It’s freezing cold out and she’s wearing what looks like a thin long-sleeved black top and a gold sequin miniskirt, with skyscraper heels.
Her long blonde curls make her look much younger than her body or outfit suggest. Something about her is so innocent but provocative, and I take a step towards her. A possessive instinct takes over, drawing me to her.
“Excuse me. What did you say?” I ask, unsure I heard her right.
Her full lips part and a little giggle comes out. She misses a step as she wobbles on her heels in the snow, starting to tip forward. I reach out, quickly catching her before she has a chance to fall, and hold her in my arms. She melts into me perfectly, like she belongs against me. She’s chilled to the bone, but she smiles brightly as if she knew I would catch her. For an instant there’s something that passes between us. It’s as if we are two souls that were long lost and have finally come back together.
She is right; I will always catch her. I can feel it in my bones. I was put here just for that very job.