Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
“But I bet Bentley makes enough money for you to be able to pursue your dreams.”
“Probably. We just haven’t discussed it.”
“Can I ask you something?” Anabel says.
“Of course.” I look at her.
“Why are you so worried about being apart from Bentley?”
“I don’t know,” I tell her honestly.
“When I knew you on the mainland, you and I did stuff together, and you went to classes and other places. Did you have anxiety then?”
I shake my head. “No. It started after we got here.”
“Huh. Well, don’t worry. Nothing will happen to you here. There’s almost zero crime on the island.”
“I know. It’s all in my head. I can’t explain it. I just feel…safer when Daddy has a hold of me.” I look at her, trying to decide if I want to tell her a secret. It’s kind of embarrassing, but maybe I’d feel better if I told someone.
“What’s wrong?”
I realize I’m hesitating and take a breath. “I wear a harness at home. Even when we’re in the same room. It soothes me.”
She takes my hand and gives it a squeeze. “That’s okay. I love my harness. The first time Daddy put it on me, I was instantly calmer.” She grins. “But also aroused. When he pulls that thing tight, I feel it in my nipples and my pussy. We always end up having sex on those days.”
I smile. “You too? I swear every time Daddy buckles me into something, I get hornier than ever.”
“Yep.” She glances over at our Daddies. “Let’s go see if they will take us on the lazy river. Want to?”
“Sounds fun.”
It turns out the lazy river is much better. I sit on Daddy’s lap on the tube, and he holds on to me the entire time. As we float around and around, he strokes my skin until I’m aching to have him inside me.
I love that he makes me come several times a day, but the best times are when he takes me into his bedroom and makes love to me. An orgasm strapped down to my changing table from his fingers is amazing, but it doesn’t compare to the way I feel when he pushes inside me, holding my hands above my head, his gaze locked on mine.
We’ve had sex after my bath most nights and on Saturday in the middle of the day before my nap. I love those special times when we are together, naked and equal in his bed. I’m not exactly a Little when we have sex. I’m grownup Melody who likes to be fucked hard sometimes.
After the lazy river, we go down a few water slides together, and then Daddy and Anthony lead us to a grassy area in the shade. They spread out a large blanket that Anthony pulls out of his diaper bag.
Daddy removes my swim diaper and puts a real diaper on me before setting me on the blanket.
Anthony does the same to Anabel, and they look at us. “Who’s ready for a treat?” Anthony asks.
I sit up straighter and clap my hands together when Anthony pulls two candied apples out of a brown bag I hadn’t noticed. They must have bought them from a vendor while we were playing.
My mouth is watering as Daddy opens mine and hands it to me. “Your tummy will get upset if you eat this entire thing at one time. Go easy. You can save some of it for later.”
“I didn’t even know they had candied anything here,” Anabel says.
Anthony chuckles. “The candy coating is sugar free, baby girl. And apples are good for you.”
I bite into mine and moan around the flavor. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven after a formula-only diet. The candy coating runs down my chin, and Daddy has to wipe my face and hands when I’ve finally had enough. I couldn’t have eaten the entire thing anyway.
“Now you girls have two choices,” Anthony says to us.
We glance at each other and then eagerly at him, wondering what he’s planning.
“We can either call it a day and go back home for naptime, or you can drink your noon bottles here and nap on the blanket so we can stay longer this afternoon.”
We look at each other again, smiling. “Here,” we both say at the same time.
Anthony laughs. “Thought you might say that.” He pulls a bottle out of his diaper bag while Daddy pulls one out of his backpack.
We both lie back and start sucking.
It’s weird though. I feel extraordinarily exposed. We’re outside. I’m basically naked. I don’t even have on a T-shirt. Not only have I slept warm and snuggled in my crib for two weeks, but I haven’t slept without restraints for that long either.
I realize I’m holding my bottle in my mouth but not sucking. Anabel is half done with hers and drifting off. I start to panic and glance at Daddy.