Daddy Claiming His Little by Jess Winters
CHAPTER FOUR
Ajax
When Maya entered the room, I knew she had been a naughty little girl and taken off her underwear and diaper, probably discarding them in the room somewhere. She was a cute little brat, and I was hard at the thought of her defiance.
Upon sitting down at the table, I promptly gave her a stern look.
She gave me those cute pouty eyes of hers and said, “What?”
“Looks like someone is missing a part of their outfit,” I teased.
She walked over and leaned on my shoulder. I could feel my breath quickening and could smell her sweet perfume and warm skin. Her arms were soft like she’d been using lotion on them.
“You know, I’ve never had a real Daddy before,” she said softly.
“I find that hard to believe,” I said, voice strained. “You certainly act bratty enough to have had someone taking care of you before. Are you sure you’re not just teasing me?”
She nuzzled against my face, and I knew if she didn’t stop soon that I would be visibly bulging through my pants, maybe even worse.
The thought of taking her in that cute little nightgown was just too much for me to bear.
“Are you going to be okay?” she whispered.
“I’ll make it,” I said gruffly, not wanting to disrupt the moment but knowing I had to regain control or I would lose my mind.
“You’re coming with me,” I said, scooping her into my arms.
She placed her arms around my neck. “If you’re going to be my first, you’ll make an amazing Daddy,” she whispered.
“You got that right, baby girl,” I replied, squeezing her tighter.
I took her to my room and lay her down on the bed.
“Okay, I’m going to change you, but I’m going to need you to move your little legs for me.”
She winked and crossed one leg over the other.
“I don’t know about that,” she said.
I brought my hand over to her leg, stroking it softly. I couldn’t tell if she was a virgin or if she just enjoyed being a tease. Either way, I could feel my body becoming warm all over at the sight of her and wondered if she felt the same.
I wanted to bite her soft flesh and drag my teeth across her inner thigh. I wanted to press my face against the small of her back and take her until we were both dripping wet and exhausted.
Eventually, she let her guard down and allowed me to change her. Her soft, smooth legs beneath my hands were too much to bear, and I felt my flesh dissolve into goosebumps.
“Now that we’re done, how about a full tour of the house? Then, see if you might feel comfortable living with me for a while.”
“I couldn’t possibly,” she protested. “You’ve done so much for me already—you saved my life the other day. How can I ever repay you?”
I winked at her. “I’m sure we can find a way,” I said.
Though I was only joking, the mere fact that I could hold her in my arms was payment and pleasure enough.
“I just have a few things,” she said softly.
“Well then, we’ll head over and grab the rest of your things after the tour, and then we can spend the rest of the day together. I guess you’ve already decided?”
She sat up, little pink dress ruffled between her legs and around her waist. I glanced at her breasts, flushed at her erect nipples.
“I decided ages ago, but I didn’t want to be an imposition to you,” she said softly. “So many people have been cruel to me my whole life. If it weren’t for my best friend Stephanie, I’d probably have no friends or family left. It’s been incredibly lonely.”
And with that comment, she hung her head low. I reached out and cupped her face in my hands, stroking her cheek softly.
“Well, don’t you worry, you’re not alone anymore. I’m going to take real good care of you, I promise.”
She beamed. “Thank you, Daddy. For everything.”
Hearing her call me Daddy this time was a game-changer. I didn’t realize I had needed so desperately to hear her say those words, that she wanted to stay with me, and that she wanted to be my Little. It was everything I’d ever dreamed, of, especially since my ex broke my heart all those years ago.
She wasn’t a Little, just a cruel woman my age who told me I cared for her too much. I had decided at that moment never to love another woman again unless they cared for me unconditionally. Looking at Maya, so docile yet so cute and silly at the same time, I thought there might be a chance for me to find true happiness again.
I sighed. It wasn’t the time to talk to her about the past. Instead, we would continue to get to know each other better, and I hoped I would be able to get closer to her.
When I was changing her, I noticed she was wet, and I could still smell her sweet and salty scent on my fingertips. It was almost too much to handle, and I eventually excused myself to the restroom. I knew I needed to make my erection go down at least to half-mast, or I would sooner pass out or take her right there on the bed.
“You check around upstairs and we’ll talk in a few minutes,” I said, kissing her on the top of the head.
She surprised me by beckoning me closer and then kissed me once on the cheek, ever so softly.
“Kay,” she said, then flounced up the staircase.
In the bathroom, I came instantly to thoughts of her dancing in my mind in her little pink dress, the sound of her sweet giggle echoing in my head.
