Daddy's Sweet Ride (Lost Coast Daddies Romance Book 3) Page 6

  “Open your mouth wide, princess.”

  I did as I was told and held my mouth open wide. Before he touched my lips with his jutting erection I whispered, “Daddy’s so hard. I want to suck it, Daddy. Can I? Can I suck it?”

  I opened my mouth and slipped my tongue underneath his swollen head, holding it there. With my lips I closed slowly over the bead of pre-cum and took strong but gentle tugs at him with my mouth. Teasing.

  He grabbed my hair in his hands and started pulling on it as if they were reins, “Little girl, your mouth is heaven,” he groaned.

  I was surprised at the yummy flavor of him and sat back on my heels to look at him. “You taste so good, Daddy.”

  I wanted to tempt him and continued to suckle him with my mouth, moving it up and down.

  He started to shove the rest of his huge cock in and out of my mouth, and I wasn’t sure I could take it. But I wanted to. I wanted to please him and the feeling of his huge dick at the back of my throat satisfied a deep need in me.

  “You like that, baby girl? You like Daddy fucking your little mouth?”

  He used my hair to hold me down onto his big cock while his hips made small, rapid thrusts upward. He was leaking into my mouth and I tried to use my tongue on him to lap it all up.

  “Are you gonna be a good little girl for me?” he whispered.

  “Mmm-hmm,” I murmured, my lips around him.

  “Oh fuck, Chloe, Daddy’s going to come in your mouth, baby. Swallow it, little girl. All the way down. Swallow Daddy’s cock.”

  His dirty talk got me so excited I felt myself pumping my hips along with his while I stroked him up and down and fucked his cock with my mouth over and over.

  He ran a litany of dirty commands at me, laced with sweetness and served to drench me further, “Suck it. Suck it, baby. Harder. Suck Daddy’s cock. That’s it, sweetie, take it all. Deep throat Daddy’s hard dick.”

  “It’s so good, Daddy. I love sucking you. It’s so hard and thick.”

  His dick was slick and slippery now, and my hand stroked it easily. I laved at him with my tongue, faster this time sucking him into my mouth and stroking at the same time. I pulled back with a braveness and naughtiness I didn’t know I had, “Fuck my mouth, Daddy, fuck it with your big cock and come inside my mouth.”

  “Open up baby, you’re gonna make daddy come. Be a good girl and swallow it.”

  Daddy held the back of my head and pushed himself deep inside, and I felt the spurt of a warm, surprisingly sweet, liquid pulse down my throat. I wasn’t sure if I would gag or if it would go straight to my stomach like I had read in some stories.

  Instead, he rested himself all the way inside of my mouth, holding himself there. While it twitched on my tongue and toward the back of my mouth, the final liquid slid down my caressing throat.

  And I swallowed. It was a relief to find I could, and wanted to. My first blow job had been a doozy.

  I guess reading my naughty stories had given me some kind of how-to manual after all.

  Jax

  I held Chloe against me in bed trying to bring myself back to reality. She had just blown my mind, and I wanted more. I definitely wanted to make her happy like she had just done for me, and at the same time I was enjoying the feeling of closeness. There was one thing bothering me.

  “So. Your sister can be a little bit of a drama queen I take it?”

  “Yeah, not only that. I’m the crazy one, and she can’t even hold down a job.” Chloe covered her mouth with both hands.

  “What do you mean you’re the crazy one?”

  “You want me to tell you everything right?”

  “Absolutely.”

  Well I found out seven years ago I have bipolar disorder. I had what people called a breakdown. Does that freak you out?”

  I thought long and hard about my response, not knowing anything about what it meant to be bipolar. “I mean, does it affect your day-to-day? How are you doing?”

  “I was lucky. I got really good treatment, and so ever since I got my diagnosis I’ve been stable. I read somewhere with proper medical treatment and good support more than 75 percent of people who are bipolar work and are successfully managing their lives.”

  “Well, those are better odds than most people I know.”

  “I’m good at monitoring my stress, and because I own my own business, I set my schedules to practice self-care. I have a three-day weekend every week.”

  “Do you feel like it affects your mind sometimes? Being bipolar?”

  “From what I can tell not more than anyone else. It’s funny you should mention it because the day I ran into you I had a tiny inkling of what it was like to have symptoms. Something came up that really freaked me out.”

  My Dom instincts felt their hackles rise up. “What do you mean?”

  “If I tell you, do you promise to keep it confidential?”

  “Of course, Chloe, I hope you know you can trust me with anything.”

  “My sister Roxy ran up all these charges on my credit card. They were totally unnecessary. And she did it without asking.”

  I breathed deeply in and out of my nose to calm myself down. I couldn’t stand the idea of anyone taking advantage of my baby girl.

  “That would bother anyone, I don’t see how it has anything to do with being bipolar. It’s a betrayal.”

  “Yeah, I just felt so scared in the grocery store after finding out what happened. Maybe I really am crazy.”

  “If this is how you are all the time, you are the furthest thing possible from crazy. What your sister did would drive anyone slightly mad.”

  I made a row of kisses from the inner arch of her eyebrow down to her temple and stroked her hair.

  “Foolishly, I gave her money for a deposit on a new apartment. Come to find out she also got a deposit from my dad . So not only did she put charges on my credit card, she got money out of both of us. My dad wants his check back, and he said he would reimburse some of the credit card charges with it.”

  A little ball of fury curled inside my gut. I see red thinking about my little girl being abused, for even though it’s just a short time since bumping into her, I definitely knew she was mine. It was my job to protect her, and I wouldn’t let the stress of her leaching sister continue.

  But for now, I had other plans on my plate, and they involved getting Chloe in my mouth.

  “Enough serious talk for now, little girl. Don’t worry about anything. Daddy will take care of you no matter what. Hold still.”

  I slipped her panties down her thighs, which were soaked with her honeyed arousal. Gently, I pulled her away from the headboard toward my mouth. I spread her wide to get my head between her silky thighs and saw a tight little pussy ready to be devoured. Her beautiful clit was swollen, a pretty ornament peeking out at me from under its little hood.

  Teasing, I ran my tongue up and down her slit and sucked gently on her outer lips as she moaned and began to push against my face. Purposefully, I avoided her sweet spot.

  “Oh Daddy,” she said, “It feels so good.”

  Her words went straight to my cock and urged my tongue to lick her clit. I took it between my lips and began to gently suck, slid two fingers inside. I began to fuck her gently while laving at her pearl with my mouth.

  “Oh Daddy. Don’t stop, don’t stop.”

  She reached up and began pinching her own nipples. She pinched them hard , pulled and twisted them. Her body stiffened and started to shake. I pushed further into her tight, wet hole and felt her pussy begin to spasm.

  “Daddy, you’re going to make me cum.”

  She lifted herself off the bed as I continued to go down on her and stroke her, grabbing her ass tightly with my other hand. Her legs started shaking, and finally, she moaned and convulsed over and over again into my mouth before going limp on the bed.

  Using my tongue, I lapped at the sugarcoated sweetness of her and buried my tongue inside her hole shoving it in as if to fuck. I placed my fingertips over her je
wel again, rubbed circles around it faster and faster until her cunt convulsed around my tongue again. I lay between her thighs, enjoying her stroking my hair.

  “Mmmmm, baby. Now that’s a sweet ride. You taste delicious.”

  “Oh, Daddy.”

  “And you’re going to stay the night.”

  Chloe

  Ariana, Gracie, and Sofie were already seated at a table in the back corner. Each of them had a colorful drink in front of them with a slice of star fruit perched on the rim. Gracie stuck her hand in the air and waved at me, a big smile on her face.

  It was an unexpected treat to suddenly have these three friends in my life. I was socially awkward all my life so having three besties was like winning the lottery. It all came about because Sofie was a client at my salon and mentioned I might like to join them sometime at one of their get togethers.

  “Hey, ladies, what’s the haps? More importantly, what are you drinking?”

  “It’s called a Bramble. It’s a spring cocktail, with gin, lemon juice, sugar syrup, blackberry liqueur, blackberries, and a slice of lemon. It’s delish.” Gracie said.

  I placed my prized Wheels and Dollbaby Dita Von Teese cardigan over the back of the chair and sat down, “Mmm. I’ll have one of those.”

  “So, what are you up to lately, Chloe?” asked Gracie, “A little birdie told me there might be someone special in your life.”

  “Geez. News travels fast in this town. Who told you?”

  “As it so happens Jax is friends with my guy, Luke. Apparently Jax is quite smitten with you.”

  I could feel my cheeks burning.

  “Do tell. There’s nothing like a budding romance,” said Sofie.

  “Does this mean we’re all lucky in love at the same time?” asked Ariana.

  “Not sure if ‘in love’ is the right phrase, it’s only been a couple of weeks. I don’t know if we are going too fast or what, but it feels natural and right.”

  “How did you two meet?” Asked Sophie.

  “Funnily enough, I kind of ran into him at the grocery store and then again later that night at the saloon. He gave me his card with a note on the back asking me out, and I said yes.”

  “So, how’s it going?” asked Ariana

  I took a sip of my cocktail for courage and worried about what they would think of me. So far, they had been totally supportive and nonjudgmental in a way that made me comfortable around them.

  “You guys, you might think I’m a freak if I tell you.”

  “The freakier the better,” said Gracie.

  “What I mean is Jax is the first guy I’ve ever been with, and I’m 27 years old.”

  “Geez, long time to wait to do the mattress mambo,” said Ariana.

  “You’re telling me,” I said, “we haven’t gone all the way, but we’ve done plenty.”

  “Come on Chloe, we need to hear the juicy details.”

  “OK, but do you promise to keep it between us? I don’t want to betray Jax’s confidence. At the same time, I would like to hear your thoughts about certain things.”

  “Our lips are sealed, right, girls?” said Sofie.

  The waitress came out with a platter of white queso dip, tortilla chips, cheese fries, coconut shrimp, Thai spring rolls, and lettuce wraps. The welcome interruption allowed me time to gather my thoughts and think about what I would say.

  “Jax has been open with me about the type of relationship he wants. Like I said, we’ve been going out a short time, and from what he tells me he considers us to be a serious item.”

  “You have to admire a man who knows what he wants,” said Ariana.

  “Trust me, Jax is definitely decisive. In fact, you might say he’s firm.” I thought for a moment, “Forceful.”

  Almost in unison the three of them picked up an appetizer and started chomping enthusiastically as if they were watching a movie and eating popcorn.

  “Ooh, do go on,” said Sofie.

  “Like I said, all of this is new to me, so I don’t have any way to gauge what’s normal.”

  “What kinds of things are you questioning the normalcy of?” asked Gracie.

  “Well here’s the part I really need you to be discreet about. Jax shared with me right away he is a Daddy Dom.”

  Again, in unison the three of them leaned forward in anticipation, and Gracie silently clapped her hands together, “Oh goody! Lucky you, Chloe, to land a daddy on your first try.”

  “So, you know what it means?” I asked

  “Are you kidding? The three of us have daddies, too. There must be something in the water as Briarville. It’s more than a coincidence the three of us were drawn to each other and have similar intimate relationships. Something tells me if Jax, Luke, Gavin and Logan got together they would get along swimmingly. At least they would have a lot in common.”

  “I didn’t even know I was worried about this, but hearing you say you’re in similar relationships makes me feel relieved. I wasn’t sure if it was normal or not.”

  “Fuck normal,” said Gracie, and I could tell one of her mic-drop wisdom quotes was coming, “I find it amusing we’re all pretending to be normal, when we could all be insanely interesting instead. Atlas said that.”

  “Well, OK, then. Let’s take a detour to insanely interesting,” said Ariana, raising her glass.

  “To insanely interesting forever!” I clinked.

  “Insanely interesting forever!” They toasted back in chorus.

  Jax

  I had been planning this trip all week, picking up little trinkets and playthings for us both at Bohemian Ecstasy.

  It was the longest time Chloe and I would spend together so far, and I hoped to propose my idea to her during the trip when the timing was right. Just thinking about surprising her with the goodies I bought was exciting to me. Even more so because of her innocence and the fact I knew I would be the first to introduce her to such things.

  Mendocino was a romantic spot, and we had a one-bedroom luxury cabin to ourselves at Smuggler’s Cove, which boasted ocean views and a deck.

  I pulled up to Chloe’s apartment and rang the doorbell. The sight that greeted me when she opened the door made my heart plummet. Her eyes were rimmed red, and she had a blanket wrapped around her. She said to come in, forgetting to call me Daddy.

  “Hey, are you ready to go?” It looked like she was dressed in pajamas.

  “I don’t know, Jax, I don’t know if I can go.”

  “What do you mean you don’t know if you can go? Did something happen?”

  “Sort of. I just don’t think I’m going to be good company, Jax. I don’t want to spoil things for you with my mood.”

  “Chloe the only way you could spoil things for me is by not coming with me to Mendocino. I’ve been looking forward to this all week.”

  My little girl held herself more tightly, and I worried about what was going on. “Chloe, if you’re not hurt, and your family is OK, then I’d just as soon we go to Mendocino anyway. Getting away might be just the right thing if you’re upset. We can talk about it on the way there.” I watched her think it over and hoped to god she would see it my way. “Don’t make me carry you to the car, little girl.”

  She giggled half-heartedly, “Daddy, don’t be silly.”

  “Where are your things?”

  “I didn’t pack because I was so upset.”

  “No problem. I’m an excellent packer. Come with me, and I’ll help you.”

  “But…”

  “No buts about it, little girl. Come with me right now.” I tucked my right shoulder underneath her waist and lifted up to carry her to the bedroom.

  “Put me down!” she protested.

  “You need to behave,” I smacked her ass hard three times. “Now sit there and tell me where your overnight bag is. We will deal with the fact you weren’t ready for me later on.”

  It took me ten minutes to make sure she had comfortable clothes, hiking shoes and her toiletries. She’d find out when we got there I already purcha
sed special occasion attire for her with Ariana’s help. It was wrapped in a big box with a pink, silk bow and waiting in the trunk.

  We were out the door in fifteen minutes, driving down the road, and it felt like a near escape.

  “If you reach behind you, little girl, there it is flavored sparkling water, and carrot sticks with ranch dip, and sliced applies. I got you the Kettle chips you like with sea salt. Of course, I couldn’t forget the gummy bears.” I winked at her trying to keep things light.

  “Thank you, Daddy. This is so nice.”

  “Of course, princess. It’s Daddy’s job to take care of you.”

  “I’m sorry I was so grumpy when you got to my house.” She sighed and hugged Boris more tightly to her.

  “Remember the rule: Tell Daddy everything. What happened?”

  Baby girl revealed her sister Roxy already spent the money from her dad and so wouldn’t be able to pay back the charges she made to Chloe’s credit cards.

  “It’s just the last straw. I can’t enable her anymore. Why would I try to help someone so selfish? Someone so convinced she always deserves more, even when it comes at someone else’s expense? My dad offered to pay me for the charges, but I don’t feel right about that either.”

  I gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter as Chloe relayed the story.

  “I’m glad we got you away for the weekend, baby girl. Dealing with that nonsense wouldn’t be good for anyone’s sanity. Just sit back and relax and let Daddy take care of you.”

  “I’m glad you got me out of there, too,” she said and chomped on the gummy bears I bought for her.

  The conviction to implement my plan was increasing.

  I decided to take the road from Leggett to Fort Bragg and then and up the coast to Mendocino. It was a beautiful and winding road through the mountainous forest that towered over the picturesque coastline. I drove down to the pastel-painted cove with a private beach and tree-lined harbor.