Innocent Getaway (Innocence #2)(8)
As her hips start to rock, I start to thrust into my hand, trying to make it as tight as Haley’s *. It’s impossible, though, because nothing is as tight as her sweet cunt.
“Daddy, this feels so good.”
“Of course it does, baby girl. You’re rubbing your kitty with your favorite stuffy while Daddy jerks off.”
She starts to moan and uses both hands to hold the toy closer against her. Her hips thrust up as she tries to reach orgasm.
“It’s okay, little Haley, cum for Daddy. I want to see you do it.”
Her eyes close and she leans her head back, lost in the feeling while I watch. I’m so close to cumming that I have to pinch the end of my cock to keep more from coming out. I don’t want to lose it yet.
“Daddy!”
She shouts my name as she goes over the edge, and I watch every inch of her as her pleasure takes a hold of her. A sheen of sweat covers her body, and she’s flushed from head to toe. Her breaths come out short, and she grips Lancelot tight to her cunt as she rides out her orgasm.
“Fuck.” I grab my cock tighter and grit my teeth, trying not to cum on myself. “Just breathe,” I whisper, and after a moment I’m under control. Barely.
After her orgasm is over, she moves Lancelot out of the way, and I see her wet panties, showing me how hard she came. I can’t stand it anymore and I crawl up the bed, between her legs, and pull the panties to the side, pushing my cock inside her tight, soaking wet cunt.
“Haley,” I grunt as I thrust all the way in, sheathing myself in her. I’m still dressed, but I don’t care. I need to get inside her.
I look down and see her lick her lips. I start to move. I thrust hard, and I reach between us, strumming her clit to get her off again.
“Daddy, my kitty is so tired. I don’t know if I can sparkle again.”
“You’ll cum while Daddy’s inside you, and then you’ll swallow my cum. Won’t you, baby girl?”
“I don’t know if I can.”
“Don’t you want to be Daddy’s good princess? Now cum while my cock is in you, and then take care of Daddy afterwards. You understand me?”
“Yes, Daddy. I understand. I’ll be a good princess.”
“That’s my girl.”
As I thrust in and out, I rub her clit harder, helping her sensitive bud reach its peak. She’s already worked up from her previous orgasm, so it doesn’t take long before her walls grip me and beg for release.
“Please, Daddy!”
“Right now, baby girl. Let it go. Cum for me.”
When I say the words, she finally lets go, cumming around me. She squeezes me so tight, and I feel the rush of liquid heat run down the sides of my dick and between us. I hold on and grit my teeth again, not cumming inside her. I give her a second and then I pull out, kneeling and showing her my cock.
She doesn’t hesitate as she leans forward, grabbing my cock with both hands and licking up her sweet juices. She sucks so hard and so well that I can’t last even a little longer to enjoy it.
“I’m cumming, baby girl.”
It’s all I can choke out as she sucks harder, pulling my nut from me. She’s so good at sucking my dick. It’s got to be from all the lollipops she eats.
As my orgasm shoots out of me, her mouth opens wide and she drinks me down. I have to brace myself on the headboard behind her to keep from falling over. Her mouth is like heaven and every time she puts it on my cock it’s as if I’ve died and been reborn. She’s so f*cking perfect.
After I’m spent, she gives me soft gentle kisses, and suckles the tip of my dick with her tongue, using me as a pacifier. It’s one of her favorite things to do, and I definitely don’t mind it either.
I roll to the side and she follows me, still kissing and suckling, as I brush her hair away from her face. I wait for my heart rate to slow down, and enjoy the afterglow of just holding her close and having this time together.
“You feel better, baby girl?”
“So much better, Daddy. Thank you for bringing Lancelot.”
“You’re so welcome, sweet girl.”
As I stroke her hair and she falls asleep, I can’t help but hope that I’ve calmed some of her insecurities. These growing pains are tough.
8
HALEY
“You’re not going to come with me?” I ask, plopping down on the end of the bed so Daddy can put my knee-high socks on me.
“No, little one.” Kneeling in front of me, my baby blue socks in one hand, he grabs my foot and I let out a squeal. He knows how ticklish my feet are to the slightest touch.
“Daddy! Stop!” I say, kicking out and trying to get out of his grip, but he only holds tighter. He starts biting my toes, making me squeal out even more. “Daddy, please!” I beg, trying to get him to stop tickling me, but he just smiles bigger and keeps at his assault for another minute.
“All right.” He stops nibbling on my toes and slides both of my socks on, up to my knees.
“You’re sure this is what you want to wear?” Standing up, he looks down at me with an expression I can’t read. He’s dressed in a suit and it makes me wonder why he is all dressed up. Maybe he’s going back to that stupid restaurant tonight without me there to ruin it. I look down at myself and can’t see why I wouldn’t want to wear this. This is how I always dress. I’m wearing a blue baby tee that matches my socks, and I have cute matching sneakers that go with them. They’ve got adorable little hearts on the sides that are adorable.