Innocent Getaway (Innocence Series Book 2) (3 page)

L
ater that night
…

Daddy’s hand locks around my thigh, stopping me from fidgeting. When my foot stops tapping, he slowly eases his grip, and his fingers start to pet me.

“You don’t like this place, sweetheart?” His voice is gentle, and draws my eyes back to him.

“I don’t know anything that’s on this menu, I just want some chicken strips or a cheeseburger, Daddy,” I pout, looking back down at the menu. “Escargot, calamari, fish that isn’t fried and a side of tartar sauce…” I scrunch my face up to show my dislike.

“We can try one of the other restaurants tomorrow night if you like.” He cups my chin in his hand, pulling me to look at him, his thumb softly running along my jaw.

“Will you just order for me, Daddy?”

“Of course I will,” he says, going back to looking at the menu.

When the waiter arrives at the table, he tells us the specials, which sound just as bad as everything else on the menu. I hold back the urge to make a gagging noise because I know it would upset Daddy, and I already tested him today about the sunscreen.

“What can I get you to drink?” the waiter asks.

“Strawberry daiquiri.” I saw a bunch of people walking around with them outside earlier and I really want one.

“Virgin,” Daddy adds, not looking up from the menu.

“We don’t have those in here,” the waiter says in a tone that suggests I asked him for a freaking dinosaur egg instead of a simple drink.

“Daddy?” I ask, looking over at him. I know there are strawberry daiquiris around here on this resort. I know my Daddy will get me one.

“I believe I’ve seen people with them all day,” Daddy says to the waiter, and I give him a smirk because I know Daddy’s going to give it to him. One way or another I’ll be getting one.

“I’m sure I can get one in the bar next door, sir.” The waiter shoots me a glare. Sure, like
I’m
the problem.

Leaning back in my chair, I fold my arms over my chest, shooting him my best ‘suck it’ face. He gives me a once over, like my outfit is the worst thing he’s ever seen.

“Manners, Haley,” Daddy warns, making me gasp.

“He started it!”

He shoots me his ‘drop it’ look, but I’ve had enough. Whatever. I can’t contain my eye roll.

“I have to go potty.” I get up from my chair and stomp through the restaurant. A few people turn to look at me, and it’s then I notice how much I do not fit in here. That was probably why the waiter was giving me the once over. I think this is the nicest restaurant on the resort. The men are all dressed in immaculate suits, and women the women are all in sexy tight dresses. Daddy fits in perfectly, but I stand out like a sore thumb. Why would he bring me here?

When I reach the bathroom, I can’t stop myself from looking in the mirror. I’m wearing a pink sundress that’s tight on my chest but flares out at the waist. It has lace ruffles over my boobs, and the straps are pink ribbons that I tie at the top to keep the dress in place. I even have a matching ribbon that I wear in a bow at my crown. My brown curls hang loose around my shoulders and down my back. I love my hair like this, and this dress is one of my favorites, but now it seems like maybe it wasn’t the best choice.

A woman exits one of the stalls, washes her hands and fixes her make up. I can’t help but compare myself to her. She’s stunning, and everything about her is classy, sleek, and sexy.

I’m curvy, short, and cute.

She is wearing heels that would literally kill me. I remember trying on a pair once, and Daddy just shook his head and led me over to the store’s selection of ballet flats, a pair of which I’m wearing right now. And the only makeup I own is my Dr. Pepper chapstick.

I exit the bathroom in time to see our waiter walk by with my drink, and I snatch it off his tray. He just stands and stares at me for a second, so I make a big to-do of taking a long, slow sip, making him huff at me.

“Don’t you think you’re a little old to be acting like such a brat?” he asks, making my spine go rigid. I love being a brat. It’s what I do best. And I know Daddy loves when I do it too, but suddenly I feel really out of place. Again, I find myself questioning why Daddy brought me here.

My eyes drop to my feet, and I kind of just want the ground to swallow me whole. Thankfully, the waiter walks off, not waiting for a response, and clearly seeing I wasn’t going to give one. I should’ve at least called him a ‘stupid-head’ or something. Maybe even a nice kick to the shin would have felt good.

The far wall of the restaurant is made of glass, and in the distance across the hotel lobby, I see a group of kids my own age hanging by the bar. Some are chatting and others are dancing. I can’t help but wonder if I would fit in better over there.

As I finger my sunglasses pensively, I feel a tug on my hair and I whip around in response.

“Do you want to leave, baby girl?”

Daddy found me, and I wonder if I’m in trouble for storming off.

“They look like they’re having fun,” I say, nodding to the group of teenagers across the way.

Some unnamed emotion flashes across his face, but it’s gone before I can tell what it was. It’s replaced by a soft smile that makes one of his dimples show. “Do you want to go see what they’re up to?”

I hate the dark lighting of this stupid restaurant because I can’t see how truly green his eyes are in here. Nor can I see the dusting of speckled gray his hair has acquired over the past year. Color he says I’ve given him. If he thinks that’s a deterrent for my being a brat, he’s sadly mistaken. Something about the gray is sexy to me.

I want to make Daddy happy so I lie. “No, Daddy, let’s go back to the table.” I should try to fit in because I’m starting to think that’s what he wants. He brought me here, but I find myself slipping my sunglasses on, not caring that it’s night time or that I’m in this stupid fancy restaurant. They are bright pink and make me look totally badass.

D
inner is quiet
, and I can tell Haley isn’t feeling it. This restaurant is stuffy and uptight, and if I knew this ahead of time I wouldn’t have brought her here. This kind of place isn’t my thing either, and knowing that she isn’t happy makes it even less enjoyable.

As we walk back along the beach to the bungalow, I decide that maybe Haley needs to spread her wings a bit while we are here. I saw how she looked at the group of young people longingly. They were partying and having a good time, in stark contrast to our restaurant. I know there will be a lot of times in our relationship when we struggle with things. She’s still got so much growing up to do, and what kind of Daddy would I be if I didn't help her navigate that? Giving her a bit of freedom, even if it’s not necessarily total freedom, might help her understand her own desires better.

“Did you know there’s a dance club on the resort?”

She looks at me excitedly. “Really? That sounds like fun! Do you want to go?”

“Well, tomorrow is teen night. Maybe you could go check it out and see what you think. On Saturday it’s open for everyone, and if you like it, we can go together then.”

“You don’t want to wait and go together?”

I stop walking along the sand and pull her to me, cupping her chin.

“I want to do everything with you, baby girl. But I’ve planned this entire trip, and I think it would be nice if you made a decision and decided what we do one night. I know tonight's dinner wasn’t especially exciting for you, and I realize you may have different ideas of what your vacation should be. I can hang out at the bungalow for an hour while you go scope it out. It’s on resort property, and it’s teen night so they won’t be serving alcohol. I trust you.”

She looks at me, a little unsure, but I can see the gears turning as she thinks it over. After a moment she nods her head.

“I think I can handle that. Sounds like it could be fun.” She has big smile on her face as she stretches to kiss me.

I deepen the kiss and pull her to me, lifting her up and carrying her back to our little love nest on the sea.

I carry her all the way back, kissing and petting her. When I walk us in the door, I take her to the bed and stand her up at the end.

“I think it’s time Daddy unwrapped his present.”

The dress she’s wearing is one of my favorites. Not only because it gives me easy access to her lush tits, but also because she looks so fucking adorable in it. She’s always so happy when she wears it, and that’s the only thing I care about.

I pull the ribbons on her shoulders, letting the top of the dress fall down and her tits spill out. I wiggle it the rest of the way down her body, and she’s soon standing in front of me in ruffled pink panties.

She’s so beautiful in only her panties and her matching pink ribbon in her hair. Seeing her so sweet and innocent makes my cock drip pre-cum. I need to take my time with her tonight, so I go over to the suitcase and pull out a surprise.

“Lancelot!”

I brought her favorite unicorn stuffy with me in case there was an emergency and she needed some extra comfort. I think after our dinner tonight, she needs something familiar.

“Here you go, baby girl. Now I want you to go get on the bed and lie back. Spread your legs and rub Lancelot on your kitty, over your panties. Daddy wants to watch for a bit.”

She blushes at my words, but takes the stuffy and crawls on to the bed. I turn around and grab a chair, positioning it at the end of the bed. When I sit down, I unbutton my shirt and leave it open while I unbuckle my pants and pull out my hard cock. It’s thick and heavy, and my pre-cum is already leaving marks inside my underwear.

I look to the bed and see Haley laid back against the headboard, pillows behind her, and her legs spread wide. I slick the end of my cock with my pre-cum and start to slowly rub up and down.

“Rub it, little one. Let Daddy watch.”

At my words, her nipples tighten, and it makes my mouth water, wanting a taste.

She brings the stuffed unicorn between her legs and puts her hands on his back, pushing him against her. She starts to move him up and down as she rocks her hips. I know how much she loves doing this for me. Haley loves when I watch her when she’s being extra little and showing Daddy what she likes.

As her hips start to rock, I start to thrust into my hand, trying to make it as tight as Haley’s pussy. 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 fucking 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.