Page 37 of A Daddy for Hanna
“Stand up.” One thick eyebrow arched up, and the lines on his forehead creased. He looked especially stern.
Water cascaded down her body as she rose up, sighing in frustration as she did so. Daddy immediately began soaping her up between her thighs, and she whimpered at his touch. She whimpered even louder when he slipped a finger into her bottom hole as he washed her.
“Next time we have a baby girl day, you’ll be in a bulky diaper and a short dress all day long,” he said as his finger moved in and out of her bottom hole. “You’ll have to lie down on the floor so Daddy can change you after you wet yourself. And if I catch you trying to use the potty like a big girl, guess what will happen?”
“I… I’ll get a spanking?” Her voice wavered and she struggled to remain standing.
“That’s right. You’ll get a spanking. I’ll take your diaper off and paddle you with a hairbrush for being such a naughty baby girl, Hanna.” As he spoke, his fingers worked magic behind the washcloth, smoothing over her throbbing center as he described her future humiliation.
Hanna’s chest rose and fell rapidly. There wasn’t enough air in the room, and she needed more of Daddy’s touch. Her nipples tightened painfully and her breasts ached something fierce. Her pussy felt slick, and not just from the soap. Desire spiraled outward from her core, and her achiness built as she began moving against Daddy’s hand. The washcloth fell in the water, and his fingers replaced it, much to her relief. She rested one hand on his shoulder and the other against the wall to keep balance.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
One thick finger still penetrated her bottom hole, and he kept pumping it as he swirled another finger over her pulsing clit. Her legs felt as if they would give out at any moment, but she knew Daddy would catch her if they did.
The friction built and built, and he pressed a second finger into her bottom hole.
“Let go, baby girl. Daddy has you.”
She let go, and when her legs gave out as the wave of pleasure consumed her, Daddy caught her in his arms.
CHAPTER22
Ben gazedat Hanna from across the table. The pitter-patter of a light rain sounded on the roof. Lady was sprawled out in the middle of the floor, snoring and occasionally yipping and moving her legs as if chasing the squirrel that had eluded her yesterday. The lights were dimmed, and a single candle burned in the center of the table. Thunder boomed in the distance, and Hanna jumped in her seat.
“Are you scared of thunder?” he asked.
She shrugged and avoided his gaze.
“Hanna,” he warned.
“Yes!” she whispered quickly, still refusing to meet his stare.
His protective instincts rose to the surface. “Are you finished with your spaghetti?” he asked.
She nodded, jumping in her seat as another crack of thunder rang out. He cleared the table and threw the dishes in the dishwasher in record speed, then led Hanna into the living room. A single lamp illuminated the area dimly. He sank down on the couch and patted his thigh.
“Come sit on Daddy’s lap.”
She crawled onto his thighs, and he covered her with a blanket, wrapping her tight in his arms at the same time. She fit perfectly and nestled her head next to his heart. He decided now was as good a time as any to discuss their plans for the coming weeks, and he hoped talking would offer a distraction from the storm.
“It’ll take a day or two to close the cabin up. When would you like to leave for Oregon?”
Instead of stiffening in his arms the way she normally did when the topic of leaving came up, she sighed and snuggled deeper into the blanket and his embrace. “Let’s wait until Eli calls to say Annabel had the baby. Then by the time we arrive at their home, they’ll have had some time alone to get used to their new family member. I know Annabel has lots of sisters and other family members nearby, so it’s not like they’ll need our help. What do you think?”
“Sounds perfect.” Ben was nervous about driving off and leaving the cabin for an extended period for the first time in years. He would be out in the real world, but at least they wouldn’t be traveling near his hometown and the pain of his past. He imagined Hanna gawking out the window of the RV as they drove through a city, or past a landscape unlike anything she’d seen before. The desire to show her the very things he’d spent years hiding from gave him the courage to take the bold step of leaving.
He would do anything for her, anything for his sweet baby girl.
“Daddy?”
“Yes?”
“I looked at the calendar today. Tomorrow’s my nineteenth birthday.”
Being reminded of her age no longer shocked him, but he was a little upset with himself that he hadn’t asked when her birthday was. He’d known it was coming up soon. No matter. He would find a way to make it special. He tilted her chin up and let his stern gaze fall on her. His groin tightened at her light gasp and sudden nervous look.
