Discovering Daisy (Little Star Cruises #2)

Chapter Nine

Wyatt couldn’t stop kissing Daisy’s neck as they stumbled into his cabin.

After dinner, they’d danced and then played a few hands of blackjack in the ship’s casino. That hadn’t lasted very long. Flirtatious comments combined with suggestive glances had both of them feeling a palpable tension. It had finally burst. Neither could be denied any longer.

“Daddy,” she said, whimpering as his lips feasted upon her.

“Daddy’s here, sweet girl.”

She moaned, pinching her eyes shut and quivering as she awaited what was next. There was a throbbing ache between her legs. She needed Daddy to undress her. To take her. To claim her.

Thankfully, that need was going to be met.

His hands were already lifting her shirt. He had it removed quickly, working his way down to her pants. He slid them off, taking a few extra seconds to appraise her exquisite body.

The way her nipples hardened against the fabric of her bra. The way her hips flared out just so. The way she was already grinding her hips, in anticipation of riding him, her diaper crinkling loudly with the movements.

Mmm. His little girl was too much.

His hand dipped inside the waistband of her diaper and found her sodden slit. He traced it several times, causing her to beg for him, but he made her wait a moment, enjoying the mask of delight she wore as he toyed with her. Finally, he parted her pussy lips and plunged a finger inside.

Her eyes popped open. She looked at him and bit her lip, her breath quickening as his digit penetrated deeper.

Then she yelped, a pleasured smile overtaking her face, as his finger curled within her, rubbing a special spot.

He kissed her neck again. Then her cheek.

The kisses became more urgent, hungrier. His tongue darted into her mouth. She sucked it eagerly, her head swimming.

Wyatt knew the sensation was overwhelming her. That was okay. He wanted her to feel good. To feel better than she ever had. He wanted her to drown in pleasure.

So, he kept going, finger fucking her and kissing her, making her whimper and squirm.

Suddenly, her head lolled back. Her breathing grew ragged. She came with a loud, shrill squeal. He held her, enjoying the way her body bucked as he helped her ride the wave of her orgasm. When it subsided, he removed his finger, causing her to cry out once again.

His finger glistened with her juices. He brought it to his mouth and sucked it clean.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, love?"

"Take me. Please."

He didn't have to be told twice.

He led her to the bed, laying her down. He made quick work of her diaper and bra and then climbed atop her, pinning her down.

Her legs wrapped around him. Her feet were digging firmly into his back, trying to urge him forward.

"Someone's impatient," he teased.

"Daddy," she whined.

He chuckled before kissing her once again. As fun as it would be to torment her some more, he couldn't do that to the poor girl. She needed him so badly. The scent of her essence filled the room as it gushed between her legs. She was primed and ready.

So, he gave her what she craved.

His cock found her wet slit. He pressed against her. She was tight, but his girth stretched her wide.

She hissed. "Daddy!"

"Shhh. Just breathe. Breathe, baby. Breathe. I'll try not to hurt you."

She inhaled deeply, then let it out.

Her pussy relaxed a little and she took his length inside her.

"Oh, yes," she panted.

He kept his word, going slow as to not overwhelm her. There was a little pain—it couldn't be avoided with a rod that size—but it soon wore off, leaving her with an overwhelming sensation of white-hot pleasure.

He started rocking his hips. Slowly at first. Just getting her used to having him inside. In and out. In and out.

She gasped.

He kept going.

Faster.

Harder.

Until she was thrashing wildly, the bed creaking and bouncing as they moved.

He was grunting as he increased the speed. He had his hands on her wrists, pinning her down. He drove her hard into the mattress.

His balls slapped her ass cheeks, and the room was filled with the wet sounds of their lovemaking. The sound of two bodies meeting in a heated moment.

The sound of love.

He knew they both couldn't last much longer. They'd been wanting this since the moment they'd laid eyes on each other.

She came first.

"Daddy, I'm gonna—“ Her eyes pinched shut. "Daddy! Yes!" She cried out in ecstasy. Her entire body quaked as she thrashed her head from side to side.

The sight of her shook him to his core. The pressure inside him exploded. His body went stiff. He shot his seed deep into her, filling her up, stamping her as his baby girl. Then and forever.

They both collapsed, the weight of their lovemaking taking a toll.

They snuggled close, her head nuzzling into his chest.

That was exactly how they fell asleep that night.

Both knew it was just the first night of many.