Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
“Say please,” I grit out, grinding my teeth together as my cum is already moving up my shaft.
“Please. Pleeeeeease, Daddy!” Her voice shakes and breaks as she falls over the edge.
My first hot squirt is milked by her orgasm. She works her hips back, fingers still moving through the wetness on her clit as she bucks and I reach around her waist to keep her from collapsing, wondering who’s going to keep me from doing the same.
Wave after wave of my release fills her tiny cunt as I lift her feet from the deck, holding her mounted on my cock like a limp doll as I step backward, dropping my ass into a cushioned outdoor loveseat and nearly pass out from the intensity of my orgasm.
I can’t breathe, white lights flicker behind my closed lids as she lays her back against my chest and I try to find my center.
After a moment, she lifts her feet so her heels are on the edge of the cushions as she sits up tall, the elegant arch of her back accentuated, leaning forward, her locked arms braced on my thighs just above my knees.
I run a finger down the indent of her spine, her ribs standing out with each heavy breath she takes.
“Are you mine, babygirl?”
She tucks her chin to her shoulder. “All yours.”
“Good girl, because I’m keeping you forever.”
We stay like that, secured together with the breeze on our naked skin for a long moment, then she shifts her hips, rocking into my still-hard dick.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Can we do it again? Like this? Please, Daddy?” She lifts her hips, sliding my cock halfway out, then pushes her round cheeks back down into my groin and I can’t help the moan that escapes my throat.
“Yes,” I manage. “Yes, since you said please.”
Chapter Twelve
Kezia
“I’m not sure which one to choose.” I look around at the multitude of outfits laying all over the table and dressing room in the little boutique.
“You don’t have to choose. Get them all.” Merrick has been watching me for a good hour as I try on clothes, modeling each outfit for him as he sits like a king in the chair, admiring his princess.
“I can’t get them all,” I say, my heart pounding.
I’ve never really shopped before. I mean, here and there in life we’ve gone to stores, but never have I had a chance to just try on clothes I liked, let alone think I might even get to buy one or two.
I flip over the price tag on the daisy-yellow silky sundress I have on, and my eyes go wide.
“This is two hundred and six dollars. Just for one dress.”
The young woman who has been helping us brings over a few other outfits and hangs them on the hook in the open dressing room, then looks at Merrick.
“Going okay here, sheriff?” I can tell she’s flirting with him a little and I step forward, glaring at her and sitting down on his lap. “Your niece…” Her voice is questioning, hoping. “Friend… Finding what she needs?”
Merrick leans in and kisses my cheek and I give her a sneer.
“My babygirl likes everything in that pile there and over there and nothing is too good for her.” He reaches into his back pocket and hands her a card. “Put it all on there, wrap everything up and we will be back to pick it up in an hour or so.” He pops the tag off the dress I’m wearing and hands it to her. “We’ll take this one too. And the sandals she has on. She’ll wear them out.”
She gives me a salty smile, then spins on her heel back toward the front of the store. Before we came to the boutique, Merrick took me to a little toy store in town. It was like being in the North Pole. I never really had a Christmas, or birthdays and looking at all the stuffed animals and toys made me feel like I was a little girl again.
Merrick indulged me completely. Sitting on the floor with me having a play tea party with some teddy bears. Then, trying to use a hula-hoop until we knocked over a display of American Girl dolls and almost got kicked out of the store. He bought everything I touched, and the same as with the lady in the boutique, he told them to wrap it up and we would be back for it later.
After the toy store, it was a jewelry store. I’ve never been in a real one before and I was overwhelmed by the shimmering, glimmering trinkets. I didn’t dare think of choosing anything and truth is, I was a little embarrassed by the niggling hope of having something so precious.
We left without buying anything after Merrick had a talk with the owner who seemed familiar to him. He took me to get a coffee, and we sat inside the little local coffee shop, chatting and lingering until we were finished. Then, to my surprise, when we went back out to his truck, there was a little velvet box with a bow on my seat.