Big Daddy Sheriff (Big Cedar Daddies #1)

Chapter 32

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Things settled down that day, and Quinn didn’t mention the transgression or the discipline again.

Alyssa hardly forgot it, though. How could she, with her bottom still so sore?

Yet even though Daddy acted normally, she wondered if he truly forgave her. She’d messed up so big, after all. Was he really moving on? Or was he secretly simmering just below the surface? Did he still want her? Had she tested the limits of his patience?

It was that evening, after he’d drawn her a bubble bath and was watching her ease into it, that he said, “Honey, what’s been bothering you?”

“Nothing.”

He knelt by the tub. His smile was gentle and reassuring. “Don’t lie to Daddy.”

She hung her head and stared at the bubbles that surrounded her. She started crying.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” he asked, hugging her.

“Daddy, you’re getting all wet.”

“I don’t care. When my little girl needs a hug, she gets a hug.”

She giggled, feeling somewhat better. Those questions were still nagging at her, though.

“I’m worried you’ll break up with me,” she said, starting to cry again.

“Oh, honey. You don’t have to worry about that. Ever. I love you so much, Alyssa.”

She loved the way he said her name. And the way he embraced her. His black t-shirt was all wet, but he truly didn’t seem to care.

“You really still want me?” she asked, her lower lip trembling.

“Nothing will ever change that.” He gave her a kiss and then put his hand under her chin, gently tilting her head until she was looking at him. He grinned. “I think maybe you need a special treat. To see just how much Daddy really wants you.”

“A treat?” she asked with a hopeful smile.

“Uh-huh. You just sit back and let Daddy wash you. I’m going to get you good and clean. Then, I have a surprise for you.”

Her tears faded and excitement took over. She wondered what Daddy had in mind. It wasn’t lost on her that he took extra time cleaning her most sensitive areas. That only heightened her curiosity and anticipation even more.

Alyssa marveled at the way Quinn carried her naked body into the bedroom as if she weighed nothing.

He put her on the bed and smiled down at her as he inched closer to her lips. “Daddy wants to kiss every part of his sweet girl. Head to toe. Front and back.”

After tasting her lips, he moved to her forehead and slowly made his way downward, giving her soft kisses along the way. She cooed softly. That coo turned into a moan when he sucked her right nipple into his mouth, tweaking it with just the right amount of pressure. He moved to her left, and by the time he was finished kissing and sucking, a pool of wetness had started to gather between her legs.

But Daddy was far from finished.

He guided her to lay flat on her back and then slowly made his way down, kissing a trail down her stomach, and causing her excitement to grow. He pressed his lips hard against her pubic mound. She sucked in a sharp breath and moaned at the sensation. He nibbled for a moment, all the while her wetness increasing.

Please! she thought. Go lower!

She needed it so badly.

He made her wait a few more agonizing seconds, but eventually kissed a trail lower. He reached her pussy and gently licked the outside of her folds. Alyssa shivered with delight.

He lingered there for a moment, finding her clit and sucking it in with just the right amount of force.

"Quinn!" she whispered loudly. Her legs trembled as a small climax gripped her. It held her for a few moments and then slowly released her from its rapturous grip.

He nibbled on her inner thighs and worked down her legs, keeping that promise to kiss her head to toe. But he wasn't satisfied with simply feasting upon her front.

He flipped her over, leaving her to wonder what he had in mind.

She had her answer a moment later when he had her on all fours, like she'd been earlier during the caning. But this time, it wasn't about discipline. Far from it. He kissed the red, raised welts tenderly. It stung just a bit, but the pleasure outweighed the slight pain.

She lurched with excitement when he spread her cheeks.

"Daddy! What are you doing?"

"This is why Daddy wanted to get his little girl good and clean."

She held her breath as Quinn began to kiss her crevice. Excitement washed over her. Was he going to?—

There was no longer any need to wonder. She released a long, low moan as his wet tongue danced over her tight hole.

It felt so naughty. So taboo.

So good.

His tongue slipped inside, and she gasped as she was sent spiraling. She could feel another climax starting to build in her core. Was it possible to have one like... this? She'd had no idea such a thing was even possible. But she believed it now. She was already right on the brink.

"Oh, Daddy!"

He held her cheeks tightly, not letting up. His tongue bathed her in its serpentine dance. It slipped in and out of her forbidden orifice, making her squirm. She could feel her orgasm building once again, the wave threatening to wash over her.

"Come for me, honey," he whispered.

His words pushed her over the edge. Her body trembled, a deep groan escaping her throat.

"Quinn!" It was a cry that came from her soul. "I'm coming!"

And she was. Hard. Her body convulsed with her release, and she nearly collapsed. But Daddy held her firm.

As she was finishing, Quinn stood long enough to shed his clothes. She lurched again as his hand came between her legs. She was flowing like a fountain, and it was evident from the ravenous look on his face that he could barely restrain himself. He collected a measure on his hands and rubbed it all over his cock. He repeated the process until his manhood was glistening with her natural lubricant. Then, he pressed his cockhead against her hole. Her eyes widened.

"Daddy's going to make his little girl come again."

She nodded. He was already doing it. She felt a new rush of wetness between her legs.

He began to push.

"Just relax, love," he told her. "Daddy will go slow."

She breathed deeply. He was slow and methodical, keeping true to his word and not rushing things.

When he finally entered her, she squealed.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yes! Don't stop, Daddy."

He continued, pushing in deeper and deeper.

She cried out when his length filled her. It was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever experienced. New heights of pleasure were unlocked and she was so thankful her first time was with Daddy.

He moved in and out, slowly at first.

"Oooh!" she squealed.

He picked up the pace. She began to thrust her hips backward, trying to meet his. They found their rhythm, and it wasn't long before his cock was thrusting in and out of her.

He leaned over, cupping her breasts as he did. "That's a good girl. Does that feel good?"

"It feels so, so good!"

"Do you want Daddy to go faster?"

"Yes! Yes, Daddy! Please."

He happily obliged.

She could feel another orgasm beginning to build. She never imagined she could come like this.

"Harder, Daddy," she pleaded. "Please."

He gave it to her harder. Deeper. Faster.

They were both panting. Sweat was beginning to coat their skin. Precum was seeping into her tight hole, the sensation pushing her closer to another powerful release.

"Come for Daddy," Quinn growled through gritted teeth.

Alyssa continued to breathe deeply. The room was spinning. She was acutely aware of how it felt, her bottom slamming into his rock-hard stomach as his shaft plunged her depths.

"Come, baby. Be... a good girl."

As soon as he commanded it, the wave crashed over her. She screamed out her climax. Her body trembled and her toes curled. Her hands formed tight fists, the nails digging into her palms.

"Good girl," Quinn said.

She felt his cock twitching. It was about to unload inside her. The thought alone was enough to set her off again.

He moaned as his cum filled her. It was so warm and sticky, rocketing deep inside and filling her to the brim. She moaned and quaked as he slowly pulled out. Warm seed dripped from between her legs.

He lay on his back and reeled her in, snuggling her tightly against his muscle-packed chest. He showered the top of her head with kisses and then said, “I love you, little girl. I always will. Don’t you ever worry about that.”

She said she loved him, too. At least, she thought she did. She was drifting in and out of sleep.

With a very satisfied smile stretched across her pretty little face.