Page 6 of Daddy’s Accidental Little Heartbreak

“Order whatever you want,” he told me. “It’s my treat.” I took a deep breath and smiled as I looked at the menu, starving for his attention almost as much as I was starving for the food I smelled.

Within minutes, we ordered our food, and I felt his foot nudge mine from under the table as we sipped our sodas. What was he doing? He didn’t seem like a conventional Daddy, but I was falling for him more and more with each passing second. Things didn’t get any better after the food arrived, either. As we ate, we talked about our lives and joked about how awkward our first encounter had been. I stated that it seemed like something out of a sitcom, and he argued that it was more like a rom-com than a sitcom. We ate our fill, and, by the time he pulled out his wallet to pay the bill, I found that, despite my best efforts, I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything in my life.

“So, what should we do now?” Nathan asked as he rose to his feet and guided me to the door, my tiny hand wrapped in his. “Do you want me to take you home, or should we go somewhere else?” I paused as I realized that I didn’t have access to Stephanie’s house since everyone was at work.

“I, uh…” I began, a pit forming in my stomach. “I can’t go home right now.” He frowned as he looked at me.

“Why not?” he asked, his voice genuinely curious as he spoke. I rubbed the back of my neck with my free hand, nervously hoping that I hadn’t just ruined my chances of getting to see him again outside work.

“I’m currently staying with Stephanie while I look for a place of my own,” I finally admitted, wincing when the words poured from my mouth. Rather than looking disappointed or confused, he gave me a gentle smile and nodded.

“That’s okay,” he told me. “I’m staying with my friend, Derek, and his Little, Skye.” He then looked around the busy streets around us. “Well, since neither of us can really go home…” He stopped when he saw the hotel across the street. “Why don’t we check into a hotel and go swimming? It’s too hot to go roaming around too much.” I raised an eyebrow at him as I attempted to determine if he was serious.

Something deep in my gut told me he didn’t just want to check into the hotel to go swimming. At least not the regular kind of swimming… My heart raced as I gave a coy smile and looked up at him, staring into his gorgeous eyes.

“I don’t have a bathing suit,” I informed him, and he grinned as he looked me up and down.

“Well, if you want, we don’t have to go swimming,” he said as his arm snaked around me, holding me close to him. “If you want, we can just go to the room and watch some TV.” I thought for a moment before nodding.

“Very well then,” I finally agreed. “Anything to get out of this heat.”

CHAPTER EIGHT

Nathan

I couldn’t believe what we were about to do as we made our way across the street to the Four Seasons hotel. If it were Sarah with me, I would have taken her home with me and had my way with her, regardless of what everyone thought. However, with Bernice, my body ached as desire and lust filled me. I wanted her, and I couldn’t wait any longer. So, I took her to the hotel lobby, my mind set on my one goal. As I signed up for one room with the concierge, I noticed Bernice wandering the lobby aimlessly, staring at the grand decor of the hotel. She looked beautiful in the bright lights of the hotel, and I grew more annoyed the longer my time was wasted. Finally receiving the key card to our room, I smiled and approached Bernice.

“Are you ready?” I asked, and she turned to stare at me, a deep set blush creeping into her cheeks.

“Yes,” she breathed as I took her hand. It was so tiny and delicate, and I loved the way it felt in my own hand.

The elevator dragged us up the many floors to our room, and I grew more anxious by the second. Bernice was so close, and I wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around her and pull her into my warm embrace before losing myself in her touch. However, after remembering that there were cameras in the elevator, I held my ground, my body trembling from the restraint I exercised. Next to me, she stood calmly and perfectly still like a doll with her hand clasped in front of her. Bernice seemed to be counting each and every floor that passed, and I started to wonder if she was having second thoughts about all this. However, the door finally opened, and, after taking her hand in mine once again, I led her down the hall, scanning each door for our room number.

It took us a few tries, but we finally found the room, and I hurried to open the door. The room was luxurious yet small, but I didn’t mind. We were only really here for one thing, even though we didn’t admit it out loud. As soon as she entered the room, she made her way over to the bed.

“This is amazing,” she breathed as she collapsed onto the bed, sprawling out in an attempt to occupy as much space as possible. I carefully removed my jacket.

“Yes, it is,” I agreed as I stared at her perfect body. “So, what do you want to do?” She sat up to look at me.

“Why don’t you remove that shirt?” she asked. “I could wash it in the shower for you if you want, but that shirt can’t be comfortable.” I nodded in agreement as I reached up to unbutton the shirt.

“I guess you’re right,” I told her as I peeled my shirt off. “However, I did get coffee all over my slacks, too. Should I remove them as well?” She tapped a finger against her chin playfully, looking like she was having a hard time making up her mind.

“I don’t see why not,” she finally said, “but won’t I look silly if I’m the only one wearing clothes?” I started to unbuckle my belt and let my slacks drop next to the ruined shirt.

“Would you like to remove your clothes as well?” I asked politely as I stared at her. “You know, so you feel more comfortable?” She nodded as she rose to her feet.

“Of course,” she agreed as she removed her black blazer, revealing a silky white blouse. She shook herself free of the pencil skirt she was wearing, revealing the lacy white panties she was wearing underneath. I exhaled slowly as she slowly unsheathed herself.

“God damn,” I swore as I reached for her. “You’re so sexy.” Bernice smiled over her shoulder as she shrugged off her blouse.

“You should see me in a diaper,” she said as she stood before me, her perfect breasts confined in the lacy white bra that matched her panties perfectly. I moaned as I reached out to wrap my arms around her tiny frame.

“I would like that,” I informed her as I pressed myself against her, eager to be as close to her as possible as my lips attached to hers in a passionate kiss.

A moan escaped her, and she arched her body into me, yielding herself to my needy touch as we kissed. My heart raced as my cock throbbed, and I realized just how badly I wanted her as I pressed her towards the bed, wanting her beneath me. She never once fought me nor did she struggle against me, and I felt the flutter in my stomach as I helped her down onto the bed. She leaned back, allowing the sheets and comforter to swallow her as I pulled back and stared down at her perfect body. Her hands rested by her face, keeping the sheets at bay as I leaned back down to kiss her from her soft neck all the way down to her tiny hips. As soon as I reached the fabric of her panties, I grabbed onto the fabric and pulled them free, revealing her underside with a groan.

“You’re so beautiful,” I breathed as I traced her bare skin with my finger tips. She squirmed beneath me and arched up into my touch.