Page 6 of Daddy’s Accidental Little Fighter

Ashton

Dinner couldn't finish fast enough, and I desperately wanted to get Hannah home to my house so that I could finally have her. However, I had promised that I would take care of her, and I had to work to prove it. So, while we played a coy game of footsie under the table, we enjoyed our luxurious meal together, Hannah seeming completely amazed by every aspect of the meal. It took me a while to realize that this was the fanciest meal she had ever had and promised myself that, from here on out, she would have only the best from here on out, even if it meant that I had to wait until she was done eating before I officially got exactly what I wanted from her. Not t that I minded. After a long dinner topped with some of the best dessert we've ever had, we headed out to the car, and I turned to look at Hannah.

"So, your place or mine?" I asked her, and she cringed a little, looking embarrassed as she answered me.

"Considering the fact that my place is currently my grandparents' house, I think your place would be better," she told me.

I didn't see anything wrong with this, especially since she was clearly a local girl, and I drove us across town to my house, which was in the exact same neighborhood as my brothers. Once we pulled into the gated community, Hannah's eyes widened, and she stared at the world around us. I knew immediately that she wasn't used to this kind of neighborhood, and I started to wonder if I was making her feel uncomfortable with the luxury of my life. However, when we pulled up to the house, she smiled as she looked around.

"This is amazing," she said as she looked at the massive house I called home. "Is this a Federal Colonial?" My eyes widened as I stared at her.

"Yes, actually, it is," I agreed. "How did you know?" She shrugged.

"I've studied a bit of architecture during my real estate classes," she admitted sheepishly. "In all honesty, I always dreamed of a Greek Revival, but I do love the way the Federal Colonial looks. It's a beautiful home." I smiled as I unbuckled my seatbelt.

"Well, it's your home, too," I informed her. "After all, if we're going to be together, the sooner we get you in here, the better." She nodded as I led her into the house. "I'm sure your grandparents don't want you living there forever." She looked sad as she shook her head.

"Unfortunately, they're already selling their home so they can move into a retirement home," she informed me. "I only had a little while longer before having to move into a hotel room or apartment complex." I shook my head at her sympathetically as I took her by the hand and guided her up the stairs to my room.

"You don't have to worry about any of that, Little One," I told her. "I'll take care of you from here on out. There's no need to worry about anything from here on out." As I spoke, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me, enjoying the feeling of her against me. We finally reached the bedroom, and I connected my lips with hers, enjoying the taste of her on my lips. After a minute, she pulled away and looked at me.

"What about the leftovers?" she asked as she peeked up at me. "I think I accidentally left them in the car." I chuckled and shook my head.

"Don't worry about them," I told her as I guided her towards the bed. "I'll get them later. Besides, if we don't get to them, we'll get more later on instead." She started to protest, but I shook my head as I pushed her down onto the bed. "It'll be fine. I promise… Right now, I just really want you." She blushed and lowered her gaze as I squeezed her luscious breasts in my hands.

"Please go easy on me," she pleaded softly, and I tilted my head to the side.

"Is this your first time?" I asked, and she nodded. "Have you done anything at all like this?" She shook her head, and I frowned. "Have you ever masterbated before?" She shook her head once more, and I felt guilty for having wanted her as much as I had without realizing it would be her first time. "I think I have an idea. Strip out of your clothing and lay on the bed…" She frowned as she stared at me.

"What are you going to do?" she asked as she crossed her arms around herself, hugging herself as she stared at me. I cupped her chin in my hand and lifted her face to stare her in the eyes.

"Trust me," I told her. "You'll like this." She nodded reluctantly and did as I said while I undressed myself, remaining in my boxers in order to help her feel a bit more comfortable

As soon as she laid on the bed, her pale, milky skin glistening in the light of the bedroom, climbed over her and kissed her neck, sucking and nipping at her skin as I moved from her neck to her collarbone to her breasts then to her belly and hips. As soon as my head dipped between her legs, she jerked away, crying out as she moaned, and I smiled, knowing that she was going to deeply enjoy what I was about to do.

"Stay still, Little One," I told her as I spread her legs, exposing her perfect sex. She nodded, and I put both hands on her hips, holding her in place as I dipped my head back between her legs once again.

Her underparts were already soaking wet, and I smiled as I nuzzled her sex before given her a long, drawn out lick, making her moan loudly as I tasted her. More fluids coated the outside of her sex, and I licked them away, twirling my tongue around her parts before finally delving my tongue into her. She jerked and tried to pull away instinctively, but I gripped her hips, holding her in place as I moved my tongue in and out of her, enjoying the taste of her while she moaned loudly and squirmed beneath my touch, gripping the pillows tightly. I smiled as I worked, enjoying the musical sounds that she made as I teased her with my tongue. She cried out, and fluids dripped down her underparts as she came. I smiled and wiped my face as I lifted my head, watching Hannah as she caught her breath.

"How was that?" I asked her, and she smiled back at me as she lifted her head to smile at me.

"That was amazing," she told me. "Is that how it feels every time?" I shook my head as I sat up, trying to decide if I should do it more or leave it at that.

"Each time is different," I reassured her. "Plus, that was just my tongue. Imagine how much better that would feel with my cock." Her eyes widened as she looked down at the bulge in my boxers.

"Do you think I'm ready?" she asked. I immediately shook my head.

"Pleasure is done a little at a time," I informed her. "If I give everything to you tonight, you won't be able to move, and I have a lot of work to do tomorrow." She looked disappointed as she sat up, but I stopped her. "Don't be sad, Little One. By the time we go back to work on Monday, I'll have taught you everything you need to fully enjoy yourself in bed. Meanwhile, you should rest. I'm going to need your help tomorrow."

CHAPTER NINE

Hannah

Ashton was good to his word, and, despite the stiff arousal of his erection, he had me go to sleep at a decent hour. The following morning, he made a wonderful breakfast of apple and cinnamon oatmeal with scrambled eggs, and we went into his study, where he started to go through the files he had brought home with him. He wasn't worried about the items I had at my grandparents' house as everything I owned except my suitcase of clothing had been taken to storage for when I got my own place while they sold the house. While he worked on the files, I sat down on the floor and turned on the laptop he had given me. Within minutes, I was watching one of my favorite cartoons, completely unaware that he was watching me.

"Hannah, can you come here for a second?" he asked, and I nodded and rose to my feet. Keeping my eyes on his expression, which was plain and unhelpful, I approached him carefully, wondering what he might do once I was within reach. As soon as I was within reach, he smiled and took my hands in his. "Can you do something for me?" Not sure what he meant yet eager to please him, I nodded my head, and he looked down at his waistline, where his arousal stood tall, stiff, and erect. Realizing what he wanted, I smiled.

"Are you wanting me now?" I asked, and he shook his head.