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"I had a slight accident while everything was happening," I admitted, my ears burning in embarrassment. "I think I should have been a little less stubborn and just tried out the changing station… I can go clean up my mess." Derek smiled dreamily at me and shook his head.
"Rita already noticed, and she's cleaning it up right now," he informed me as he moved closer. "However, regarding your little accident, I have an idea on how you can make up for it. If you're willing that is…" My heart skipped a beat, and my stomach flip flopped until I was certain I was going to collapse.
"I'm willing," I breathed, and he smiled as he offered me his hand.
Instead of leading me to the nursery, where I was supposed to be sleeping, he led me further down the hall to a much larger bedroom with a bathroom attached to it. The room was rustic, almost like something from a cabin rather than a mansion, and there was a fireplace across from the bed, in which a fire was roaring brightly. He guided me towards the bathroom, and my heart stopped dead when I saw the giant bathtub, which was already filled with warm bubble bath. As soon as I saw the tub, he smiled down at me.
"Get in the tub," he instructed, and I nodded as I obediently tugged the stained nightgown over my head and removed my soiled panties.
As soon as I stuck my toe into the warm water, I slowly glided into the water, letting the sweet smell of the bubbles envelope me as I sank into the water. I moaned in delight as I looked back at Derek, who was naked and climbing in next to me. The water sloshed a little as he smiled a seductive smile at me, and, drawing closer, he whispered in my ear.
"Turn around," he whispered. "I need to wash your back." I nodded and did as he said.
He drew closer, and I could feel his thick shaft rubbing against my leg as he washed my back. As much as it frightened me, I wanted him, and I knew he wanted me. After a little while, I turned to look at him.
"I want you," I said as I smiled at him. "Please…" He smiled and nodded.
"Let me get you a towel," he said as he kissed my forehead. "I don't want you making a mess in my room. It's not fair to Rita." I nodded and waited for him to climb out of the bathtub, his skin glistening in the light of the fireplace as it reached out to him.
When he grabbed the thick, linen towel, I climbed out of the bathtub and made my way across the bathroom and through the bedroom door. He smiled and, helping me lie down by the fire, he kissed my stomach, sending a flutter of sparks up my spine. I moaned and bucked my hips, presenting myself to him as he moved downwards towards my freshly cleaned under area.
"Please," I begged. "Give it to me…" He smiled and nodded.
"As you wish, Princess," he said as he took his big, thick cock and pressed it inside me.
I moaned and arched my back into him as he occupied me, feeling my body throb as it accepted him. It felt like pure heaven, and I thought I would burst just like this. However, he thrust back and forth, teasing my body with himself as he worked on me. On several occasions, I swore I was about to burst, but he kept going with the same rhythm as before. After a bit, he stopped.
"Are you a virgin?" he asked, and I nodded. "You don't mind if I cum inside you, do you? I want to claim you as mine." I shook my head.
"I want you to," I pleaded. "Please, I need more." He smiled.
"As you wish, Princess," he said before thrusting once more into my depths.
CHAPTER TEN
Derek
The rest of the weekend was pure ecstasy, and I made sure Skye enjoyed it just as much as I did. Rita didn't mind helping clean up the mess in the kitchen, nor did she mind when I asked for an especially messy load of laundry to be cleaned. I felt bad for keeping her around to clean up, but she didn't mind at all. When she wasn't cleaning or cooking, she was enjoying some alone time in her room, where she usually just sat and read or simply did yarn-work.
By the time of the morning of the fourth of July rolled around, I swore that Skye was going to grow tired of me and demand a break, but she was always very accommodating with my needs. Always so receptive of my requests, she had even started wearing diapers, which was a huge plus when she bled a little afterwards. She was so loving and accepting, I was afraid I might wear her down and make her feel used, but she remained the same way as she had been the first time we were together.
"Harder," she moaned from beneath me as I took her that morning. "Harder and faster. Please…" She bit her lip and quivered beneath me, and part of me wanted to give in to her request, but, this morning, I wanted to take my time.
"Sorry, Princess," I told her as I bit her earlobe. "I want to last long enough to keep this going all day." She groaned as she rubbed against me, attempting to move along my shaft herself when I stopped.
"Please," she begged. "I don't care how many times we have to do it. I need it." I was about to respond when one of the two cell phones sitting on the nightstand rang. Seeing it was hers, I picked it up and checked the caller ID
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"It's your father," I informed her as I offered it to her. She started to sit up, but I shook my head. "You're not getting any form of release just yet. Answer the phone, and try to keep it down. I'm going to stay right here." Part of me wanted to keep going, but, since she was still getting used to me, I stopped, my hard cook buried deep inside her. She forced a smile and answered the phone, putting it on speaker.
"Hey, Dad," she said sweetly, and I rolled my eyes, knowing she was doing this to me on purpose. I started to withdraw as she spoke, timing myself perfectly. "Happy Fourth of J… July… Happy Fourth of July." Her eyes had rolled back into her head as I thrust inwards, and she had almost given herself away because of me, but I didn't care. My heart was soaring as I stared down at her perfect face.
"Happy Independence Day!" said her father, not seeming to notice the change in her voice. "Are you coming over for the annual BBQ? Or are you going to stay in this year and work?" She looked at me, and I shrugged. Seeing my response, she shook her head.
"I don't know yet," she informed him. "I've got a lot of things…" I trusted inwards once more, feeling my ball sack smack between her thighs, and she looked angry as she suppressed her moan. "Things I need to do." Her father sounded concerned as he responded.
"Are you okay?" he asked. "You sound a little different." She looked up at me, a silent plea in her eyes, and I motioned for her to wrap things up.
