Charlotte thoroughly enjoyed the rest of the picnic. She talked about one of the books that she had found in her room and begun to read and then about her favorite animals. He fed her some sandwiches and suggested they might take a trip to the zoo at some point - a suggestion that made Charlotte smile with pleasure. She felt comfortable leaning against him on the warm meadow, smiling and snuggling closer.
"Do you want Daddy to kiss you?" he asked quietly, after a brief silence.
Though taken aback by this enexpected question Charlotte nodded in response, pushing her shoulders deeper into his chest.
"Do you want to press your little tongue into his mouth and feel his hot breath on your lips? Do you want to grab onto his big shoulders, pull him against you, to feel his chest against yours, his mouth against yours?"
Charlotte looked down into her lap, blushing once again and taken by surprise at this sudden change in conversation. She was learning that he was unpredictable.
"Is that what you want, little girl?" he asked again.
And oh how Charlotte wanted it.
How she had wanted it since the first time she saw him, ushering her into her new home. She hadn't realized it at the time - she had been far too anxious about his impression of her, to consider what exactly he was to her, but that lust had been there all along.
He put a large hand against the back of her head and gently eased her away from him, so that she was lying on the blanket. He left his hand there to cushion her head and slowly moved on top of her, fixating her eyes and turning her face back towards his whenever she broke eye contact.
Then he closed his eyes and his lips brush hers. Almost involuntarily Charlotte's hips rose slightly to press against his; he pressed them firmly back onto the blanket, and began to kiss her deeply, feeling Charlotte's excited willingness and the vulnerability of her little body beneath him.
After a while he lay down beside her, pulling her into his chest. She wiggled a little, feeling restless, but he stroked her until she began to feel sleepy and calmed herself.
"Did you like kissing Daddy?" he asked quietly, "Daddy knows you need to explore your little body and try new naughty things."
Charlotte put her arms around him and fell asleep like that, cuddling him in the warm summer breeze.
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The Daddy Dom
Roman d'amourShe felt nervous as she watched the taxi drive back down the long and winding driveway and disappear through the imposing, brass gate. She picked up her bags and turned to muster the house. It was large - the size of a small villa - with a brick fac...