Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 33048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Instead of lining himself up with my pussy, Daddy grabs my thighs and lowers his face to my clit again. He sucks hard, making me forget who I am and where we are. I barely have the sense to keep myself from screaming his name.
He sucks relentlessly, driving my arousal through the roof. He doesn’t give me a single second to think as I climb higher and higher until I’m at the top of the world, teetering…
I come hard. He doesn’t give me a choice. Pulses of my release make my ears ring, and it’s amazing I keep from crying out.
Suddenly, he’s right there. I feel him at my entrance. He brings one hand up to cover my mouth and thrusts into me to the hilt.
My eyes bug out at the sensation. He’s so huge. He fills me like no other man ever has in my life. Nothing about this encounter resembles anything from my past. It’s intense. He’s dominating me so hard, and I’m willingly submitting everything to him.
Daddy thrusts deeper, grunting softly as he holds my gaze. He fills me so perfectly. I never want him to stop. My orgasm either continues, or I have another one. Either way, my pussy grips his cock, milking him. I want his come inside me. I want to feel it running out. I want to feel possessed. Owned. The thought of being forced to keep his essence on my inner thighs, running out of me into my diaper makes me so fucking hot. It fuels my release and sends me into yet another climax.
Daddy growls softly as he finally holds himself fully seated. His gaze is locked on mine. He’s panting and smiling as he comes. I swear I feel his release against my cervix. It makes me shudder from head to toe.
When he’s spent, he does not pull out. He leans over me, kisses me sweetly on the lips, and whispers, “Mine.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He kisses a path to my breasts, feasts on them back and forth for several minutes, and then rises up. His cock is still buried deep and just as hard. “I’m going to push your boundaries hard, Amelia.”
I nod. I’m looking forward to it.
“It’s what you need from me, and I’ve never met anyone who could take that much dominance.” His cock throbs, and he grinds it deeper.
I moan. “Yes, Daddy.” I didn’t even know I needed that much dominance.
“I’m going to make you blush, Baby girl. You will never know what to expect from me.”
I grin. “Okay, Daddy.”
“Grip your cunt tight when I pull out, Amelia. Keep my come inside you. Don’t let it run out.”
I nod. “Yes, Daddy.”
He eases out of me and hurries to grab a fresh diaper. While I’m still restrained to the table, he slides it under me and fastens it around my hips. “Fuck, that makes me hard.” He tucks his erection back into his jeans and zips up as he stares at me.
I release my tight hold on his come, loving how it feels as it runs out into the diaper.
“Such a good girl.” He kisses my tummy and then releases all the straps holding me down.
I’m a trembling mess as he helps me sit up so he can put my shirt on. He smirks as he tugs it into place. “Our next stop is to the boutique to get you new shirts. This one is too large.”
I shudder. He’s going to take the doctor’s advice and make sure everyone in town can see my puckered nipples at all times. It’s so naughty, and I think I love it.
I have no idea how I’m going to walk out of here, but I take deep breaths and try to center myself as Daddy puts my sandals back on me. I’m wobbly when he sets me on my feet, and he pulls me into his embrace and kisses me, his palm spread wide on the small of my back.
Noah is all-consuming. He’s far more dominant than I ever realized. But I’m apparently far more submissive than I knew, too. Are we the perfect match?
I hope so.
Chapter Eleven
“Welcome to the Littleworld Boutique. How can I help you?”
I grip Daddy’s hand as we approach the kind woman who’s smiling at us. I wonder if she’s a Mommy. I guess she must be because she’s not diapered.
“Hi,” Daddy says. “We’d like to get a few new shirts and maybe some hair bows.”
“Okay. I can help you with that.”
“I’m thinking some tank tops in a size smaller than what she’s wearing now,” Daddy says.
I wrap my arm around his and try not to react.
“No problem. How about if I pull a few options, and you can make sure you like the size?”
“That would be great. Thank you,” Daddy says.
The woman points toward a three-way mirror in the corner. “I’ll meet you by the mirrors.”