chapter 4

HALEY

“We have to get to my father’s. I want to make sure everything

is in place before people start to show up for dinner,” I remind him, even

though I know he already knows. We have plenty of time, but our playtime

has put us a little behind. But after those two orgasms, I really don’t care.

It’s odd because I’ve been so crazy about every detail of this wedding,

wanting it to be just right.

I know the reason for my nonchalance at the moment. William made all

the stress leave my body with his spanking. He always seems to know what

I need even before I do. How I got so lucky to have someone like him, I’ll

never know. And tomorrow he’ll tie himself to me forever.

“I should change my pants before we go.” He grips me by the hips in a

firm hold, lifting me from his lap. His cock slides free, and I moan at the

loss as my feet meet the floor. My dress falls back into place as I feel

Daddy’s release coat the insides of my thighs. I know this will be our last

time together before we’re married. I’m set to spend the night at my father’s

tonight after dinner. I won’t get to see Daddy again until I walk down the

aisle.

I know it’s some kind of tradition, but I’m worried I won’t sleep well. I

haven’t slept without Daddy William since the day he claimed me as his on

the night of my graduation. There was no stopping him. I was his, and it

was something I’d wanted for years. He finally took me for his own, and

we’ve never looked back.

When he told me he’d been waiting for me for years, not even looking

at another woman, I melted into him and stayed there ever since. I wanted

him for years but never thought I could have him. Our age difference wasn’t the only thing against us; he was my father’s best friend. At first it was

rough, but over time my father saw how much William loved me and that

he’d never touched me before I was eighteen. In fact, he’d been avoiding

me like the plague up until the night he finally took me. I feel myself smile

at the reminder of that night. I woke in his home and he made me his.

Daddy kisses the tip of my nose before he starts fixing the bow in my

hair. I’m sure it’s a mess after our play.

“Go grab your overnight bag and meet me at the door to the garage.” I

turn to do as Daddy says, but he catches me by the arm. “I want to see it.” I

know what he wants without even having to ask. I lift my dress and widen

my feet apart. Daddy always likes to watch his cum drip from my body.

He drops to his knees in front of me, still almost coming up to my

breasts even on his knees. Seeing as he’s more than a foot taller than me to

begin with, the height difference is comical. Leaning down, he places a little

kiss on my mound while I run my fingers through his dark hair, which is

speckled with grey at his temples. Then I trail my fingers down to the dayold whiskers starting to break through on his chin.

He takes his cellphone out of his slacks. “Spread them for me”

Reaching down, I part the lips of my kitty for him, and he takes a picture,

then steals a kiss on my clit. When he rises, I drop my dress back down, and

he smooths it out for me. “When I’m missing my little tonight, I’ll pull out

this picture as I stroke myself and think about my bride-to-be.” I feel myself

blush a little and bite my lip. He growls and turns me around, smacking my

butt as we exit his office.

“Go get your stuff while I change.” I scurry from the room, and Daddy

tries to give me a few more playful smacks as I dart to the living room.

I make sure the overnight bag I packed this morning is by the door and

ready to go. Flipping off the Christmas lights on the tree, it hits me that I

won’t be spending Christmas Eve in bed with William. Sure, we’ll be

together tonight, but I won’t wake up on Christmas morning in his arms. It’s

a silly thing to be sad about in the grand scheme of things. I’ll see him later

that day and marry him on Christmas Day, but for some reason it makes me

ache a little.

“Little one.” I hear Daddy call for me from the other side of the house,

probably wondering why I’m not at the garage door, waiting for him.

Pulling my bag over my shoulder, I run through the house.

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