Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Daddy guides me to a separate line off to one side, and I look up to see it’s a popsicle line. I giggle and clap my hands. “I can get a popsicle?” He hasn’t let me have anything besides bottles since I arrived, so this will really be a treat.
“Yep. Keep in mind, everything on the island is healthy. The popsicles are made from real fruits. They don’t have additives or sugar, but I can tell you firsthand every flavor is delicious. What flavor do you think you’d like?”
“Do they have lemon?”
“They sure do.” We’ve reached the front of the line, and Daddy orders me a lemon popsicle. He pays for it and carries it toward a high chair before handing it to me. “Can you hold it while I lift you up?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He settles me on the chair, pushes the tray in, and chuckles. “You may eat it, sweet girl. You don’t have to wait.”
I lean in and lick all the way up the side. It’s so good that I moan. My tastebuds are very happy. I moan after the second lick, too.
Daddy is chuckling. “You’ve only been on the island a few days. Surely it’s not that shocking to eat something that isn’t formula.”
I meet his gaze.
His face falls. “Shit. When was the last time you had a special treat, sweet girl?”
I shrug. “Before my mother died.”
Daddy swipes a hand down his face and looks away. “I’m sorry. I should have thought of that.”
I lick the popsicle faster so it doesn’t have time to melt down my hand. “It’s okay, Daddy. You didn’t know. Besides, I don’t want you to be sad every time you ask me something about my past. I’m here now. I’m so happy.”
He sets a hand on my legs and strokes my skin. “I’m so damn glad you’re here, Baby girl.” His voice is husky.
We sit in silence while I savor every drop of my popsicle, and then Daddy throws the stick away and uses a wipe to clean off my mouth, my chin, and my fingers.
After he removes the tray, I reach for him to pick me up. I need to be close to him.
He lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist. I hold him very tightly with my hands around his neck. “Thank you,” I tell him.
He rubs my back. “It was just a popsicle,” he teases even though I’m certain he knows I mean much more than the treat.
I shake my head anyway. I want to be sure he understands. “Thank you for being patient with me for so long at the Dungeon. Thank you for finally forcing me to admit I needed help. Thank you for saving me and bringing me here. I love you, Daddy. I want to be yours forever.”
I know it’s fast, but I don’t care. I know my feelings. I never want to go back to the mainland. Not just because my father is there but because I belong here.
Daddy kisses me gently. We’re in public after all. “I’m so glad, sweet girl. I love you so much. I never want you to leave.”
“Can I take classes at the daycare when you have to go to work? I want to get my GED and learn everything I missed out on.”
“Absolutely. We’ll get you set up next week.”
I beam at him. My heart is so full. “Can we go home now?”
“You don’t want to see more animals?” His eyes are dancing.
“I want to see all the animals, but we have our whole lives to see them. I want to go home now.” Home. To Daddy’s house.
“Okay, Baby girl.” He starts walking toward the front of the park. “Is there something in particular you want to do when we get there?” he teases.
I set my head on his shoulder. “Mmm. We’ll see.”
Chapter Thirteen
As soon as Daddy shuts the front door, I turn toward him, pull my shirt off, and remove my own diaper. I’m not allowed to do either of those things, but I’m hoping there’s an exception for sexy times.
Daddy grins as he backs me into the bedroom. “What a naughty girl you are.”
I climb onto his bed and turn around to kneel, facing him. I pull his shirt over his head and smooth my hands down his chest. “Very naughty,” I agree. “The kind of naughty that should earn me extra stickers, though.”
Daddy chuckles. “You think so?” He pushes me playfully so I fall onto my back.
“Take your pants off, Daddy,” I demand.
“So bossy…” His hands go to the front of his jeans, though, and he slowly unbuttons and then unzips them. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? It’s a huge step. There’s no going back.” He leaves his boxer briefs on as he lowers his jeans over his hips while kicking off his shoes.