Taboo Erotica : Daddy's Island Bambi: (Man Of The House ~ TABOO EROTICA) (Candy Girl Series)

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  Daddy’s Island Bambi

  By Lucy Lixx

  © 2016

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  BONUS: Daddy Said Play

  BONUS: Daddy, I Don’t Wanna Share

  BONUS: Tutor Me Too Daddy

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  Chapter One

  My mother, or as I often called her, Sharron, had paid for my ticket to Barbados. I don’t know why she did. And for the life of me, I couldn’t figure it out. Ever since she chased my own father away at the age of ten, her and I had grown apart over the years and had never ever really been that close, for as long as I could remember. This past year that I’ve been away at college, we hadn’t even been talking all that much. Now at nineteen, this wasn’t how I imagined spending my first college spring break. Most of my friends called me lucky. After all, an all-expenses paid trip to Barbados was exactly what many of them wished they could afford.

  But me? I couldn’t have been more disappointed. That disappointment didn’t let off when I was at the condo my mother had rented for the weekend. While putting my bags away I thought to myself, I really wish I had my own money. I don’t want to have to stay with my mother. I exhaled with a small sigh, throwing my luggage by the bed. How odd there’s only one bed. Does she expect me to sleep on the couch? I thought with a small frown.

  That’s when someone came in. Looking up, I locked eyes with my mother as she entered. Not much had changed in the last year since I had seen her. She was still dying her hair blonde and straightening it. I had curly brown hair, which I knew she would have too if she ever let it grow naturally. Her eyelashes were still done up, and pink still seemed to be her favorite color with the pink wrap around she had over her bathing suit.

  “Baby!” She said, wrapping me up in a hug. “It’s been so long.” She said, and I hugged her back, patting her on the back.

  “Yeah…” I said, trying to smile. That’s when I heard the door open again.

  “Mom where am I supposed to sleep?” I said, and she smiled at me.

  “In the bed.” She said.

  “What about you?” I asked, but before Sharron answered I looked at the man standing in the doorway. His dark skin was almost an exotic midnight. His eyes were like two dark pools, and his smile was dazzling. His muscular body was on display, with his swim trunks and flip flops on. He had his head shaved, and somehow it suited him with his high cheek bones and strong jaw line. He screamed sexuality, and I looked between him and my mother. It was obvious he was an islander.

  “Mom…who is that?” I said, slowly waiting for her to answer. My mother had the biggest grin I had ever seen, but she seemed somehow nervous.

  “What is it?” I asked her.

  “I’m your mother’s new husband.” The man said in a rumbling, deep voice. It was all I could do to keep from shivering. “I told her she should have invited you, but she said you were busy.” The man said, offering me his hand to shake. I took it, and his hand eclipsed mine.

  “Braidynn.” He said.

  “Angelis.” I said.

  “My little Angel!” My mother said, beaming at me.

  “I’m so sorry, hunny. I knew I should have told you, but we weren’t talking, but Braidynn convinced me that I should try to involve you in my life a little more. I’ll be staying with him, so this condo is yours.” She continued to ramble on, but my eyes were locked on my new Daddy. For some reason, I couldn’t stop staring at him, and I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t know what else to do. My skin seemed almost milky in comparison to his, and I couldn’t stop staring at his chest.

  “That’s fine.” I said, and I tried to smile at my mother, looking away from my new Dad.

  “I’m just glad you invited me.” I said, and I knew I should be angry. My head was just spinning a little too much to concentrate on it for too long.

  “Oh! I know! How about we all hit the beach?” Mother said, and I shook my head.

  “I’m sure she’s tired. How about she comes over to our new place later tonight for dinner. Let her settle in, Sharron.” Braidynn said, and I nodded a little.

  Mother pouted as she always did when she didn’t get her way, but she agreed in the end, and I was thankful. I was left in my new condo alone to think for a minute. God. I thought. My new Daddy is hot as hell. I shook my head. There was no way not to think about it.

  “What am I supposed to do?” I thought as I got on my bathing suit, looking at the beach. It was the only distraction I could think of. Twirling my hair mindlessly while biting my bottom lip, a combination I often did unknowingly when perplexed, I deciding that the beach was a good idea after all. God, that man is sheer temptation. I thought as I walked out the door.

  Chapter Two

  Mother had sent a taxi to pick me up, so there was no excuse not to be on time for dinner; Although, I had tried to think of one a dozen times. It didn’t seem right to go there and stare at her husband. I couldn’t quite even wrap my head around the fact that my mother was married again. She hadn’t shown any interest in dating for the longest time. It had seemed like she just wanted to be a perpetual hippie, going from one island or state to the next. But here she was, settling down. I stood at that door for what seemed like an eternity before I knocked.

  It wasn’t that far inland, and it was a cute little house made of bricks. I expected mom to answer the door, but that wasn’t what I got. Instead, I was looking at my new Daddy with a dark blue button up shirt stretched over his well-defined chest, and black slacks going down to polished black leather shoes. He smiled at me charmingly, inviting me in. I almost tripped going through the doorway. I thought I felt his eyes on me with my back turned, but he seemed so innocent when I looked at him again.

  “Where’s Sharron?” I asked, and he sighed.

  “She’s in a conference call in the back room.” He said. “Her publisher had a late night emergency that they needed her to take care of. Nothing too big, but it doesn’t look like she’ll be joining us for dinner. She wants us to go on ahead.” He said.

  “What?” I said, looking confused. I was sure we were going to have dinner here.

  “Well she never got around to cooking, so she wants me to show you one of her favorite spots.” He told me, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, but my head started spinning again. With that, we were back out the door. I was thankful I didn’t have to see my mother, but getting in the passenger side of the car with him driving us to God knows where didn’t exactly sit well with me either. Without my mother, I wasn’t sure if I could keep my lustful eyes in check.

  “You keep staring at me…” He said as we took another turn. I could feel myself blush. “Is it that hard to imagine that she got married?” He asked in that rumbling voice of his.
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  “Yeah…” I said thankful that I had a reason to stare. He parked the car.

  “Or is it something else?” He said, looking at me with a soft smile, but he gave me no time to answer. He hopped out the door before coming to open mine. He offered me his arm when we were out of the car, and the restaurant was quiet, on the beach, with a few people scattered here or there.

  “Local.” He said in way of explanation, and I took his arm, trying to steady myself. The gravel wasn’t good under my heels.

  “You’re probably going to want flats during most of your stay here.” He teased me, and I frowned. It didn’t take long before we were sitting in a private booth in the back. He had ordered for both of us. I was thankful he did, but at the same time, I tried not to think about it too much. A man taking charge was something I hadn’t seen in a long time, certainly not in the men my mother casually dated.

  “You’ll love the food here.” He said.

  “I’m sure I will, Daddy.” I said before my blush deepened again, realizing I said it out loud.

  “Oh, God. I’m sorry.” I rushed out, but he was looking at me so intently I couldn’t tell if I had offended him or not.

  “No, no. it’s quite alright. I think I like it when you call me Daddy.” He said.

  His voice was teasing, but there was something else in that tone that I couldn’t let myself think on. It seemed a little too much like lust, but I tried to remind myself that he was my Dad now. The food came, giving me a reason not to say anything else, and I dug in. He watched me intently as I ate, making it seem impossible to talk.

  “Cat got your tongue?” He asked, smiling playfully after our appetizers were finished.

  “Just a little nervous. I expected my mother to be here.” I said.

  “Well now you get to know me without her.” He replied simply before the entrees were served. He ordered two glasses of wine, making me raise an eyebrow.

  “It’s legal to drink at eighteen here.” He said simply, and I took the glass of wine when it was given to me.

  It was a deep red, and somewhat dry with hints of a fruit I couldn’t quite place. I mumbled a thank you, and he sipped at his own glass as he ate. We chatted a little bit about the island, and I learned that there were many trails for hiking, which excited me a little bit. I also found out there was a few waterfalls I could go to see as well. I hadn’t imagined that there was much more than a beach. I slipped up and called him Daddy twice more.

  “I’ll take you back to your condo. No need to call a taxi.” He said, and I was on my third glass of wine, staring openly at him. I quirked up a brow. I wanted to ask him if that was wise, but I couldn’t seem to think of anything to say. I knew he was being nice.

  “Okay, Daddy.” I said in a teasing lilting tone.

  “Take your shoes off.” He said, but I stubbornly stood up before walking out of the restaurant after he had paid the bill, and he sighed as he walked beside me. As soon as I stepped on the gravel, I could see why he had told me to take my shoes off. Being a little tipsy in heels in the restaurant wasn’t an issue. Gravel was a different story. I almost fell, but lucky for me my new Daddy caught me.

  “That’s why I told you to take your shoes off.” Daddy said coolly. I expected him to help me stand so I could take them off now, but he did the unexpected. Daddy picked me up in his arms, and I was resting against his hard, muscled chest as he carried me the short distance to the car.

  “I don’t plan for you to get hurt in my care.” Daddy told me as he sat me down in the seat.

  I unbuckled my shoes this time, not risking it again, but I knew I must be blushing deeply all over again. I just hoped it looked like I was flushing from the alcohol. His chest was warm even through his shirt, and you could feel every muscle. I couldn’t seem to push the thoughts away. He had turned on a little music for the ride, but I wasn’t paying attention. I didn’t stop myself from staring as he concentrated on the road. He glanced at me a few times, shaking his head. Those deep pools of eyes didn’t give anything he was thinking away though, and I couldn’t seem to ask. I wasn’t sure I could handle the answer.

  Chapter Three

  “We’re here.” Daddy said as we pulled up to the condo, and he helped me out again. This time I had my heels in my hand as Daddy led me to the elevator and up to my room. He stayed close to me, but I tried to tell myself it was because he had wanted to make sure that I didn’t fall even though I was barefooted as we entered the room. He followed me inside, shutting the door behind me.

  “Thank you.” I said, turning to face him, and Daddy’s hands went to my cheeks. He cupped my face as he tilted my head up. His lips were on me before I could do anything about it, but I didn’t want to do anything. Something in my head screamed that this was wrong, but it felt so right.

  “Daddy…” I said as he pulled away. His eyes deep eyes looked into my blue ones, and somehow I ended up pressed against the wall.

  “You’ve wanted me to do that all night.” He said in his thick, rumbling accent. I shivered this time, biting my bottom lip. I couldn’t deny it. My looks had been a little too obvious after all.

  “Yes, Daddy.” I said, closing my eyes. “But Sharron…” I started, but his lips were on mine again.

  “You think I don’t know she sleeps with other men?” He mumbled after he pulled away from a second kiss. That sounded about right for my mother, and so I stopped feeling guilty. At least for now. I just wanted his lips on mine again. I wanted his hands on me, and I looked up at Daddy, hoping that he’d take me. He still had me pressed to the wall by the door.

  “Do you want this?” Daddy asked.

  I was tipsy still, and so my first answer was yes, but I took a moment to think. It was still hard to say yes. It was still hard to agree to this, but I nodded. It was enough for him. He picked me up, and I was in his arms again, but it wasn’t because I was falling this time. We were in the bedroom, and he kicked the door closed behind us before laying me on the bed. He was on top of me in a minute, and I groaned as laid under him.

  Daddy started to kiss my neck. He was already a better lover than what little had experienced before. He took the time to kiss down my neck, and I wrapped my arms around his strong, neck as he nipped at my shoulder, causing me to gasp before he kissed the spot again. I spread my legs, lifting up as his hands went to start to work my dress up over my hips. I unwrapped my arms from his neck to fall back down on the bed as my hands went to work on the buttons of his shirt, and his hands went to work on his belt buckle.

  “Do you…?” I asked, and he pulled a condom from his wallet. I blushed deeply, thankful that he had protection. His shirt was off in no time, and I blushed as he freed himself. I thought that he’d move my panties to the side and plunge into me, but he took the time to take my panties off, tossing them to the floor as I lay there bare from the waist down. His strong hands went to my breasts, and he massaged them as I could feel my juices start to drip down. I looked at him with need in my eyes.

  I could feel him press against my entrance, and he was bigger than I had expected. My eyes fluttered closed as he gently pushed himself inside of me. He rocked is hips back and forth. With each thrust he got a little further inside of me as I tried to relax. I felt completely full as he entered me, bottoming out. I looked at him, with his muscled form on top of me as he continued to thrust in and out. He was gentle at first, making me moan as he completely entered me with each and every thrust. I started to grind my hips as he picked up the pace.

  “Oh, Daddy…” I moaned, biting my bottom lip as he kissed my neck, pushing me closer to my first orgasm with him.

  I cried out as I finally came, and Daddy started to thrust a little harder. He started to thrust a little faster, and I was lost in the waves of pleasure that he was bringing me. He thrust roughly inside of me, conflicting with the soft kisses that he placed on my lips, my cheek, and my neck as he teased me with the contradictions. It was only a matter of time before I came again, getting lost in the pleasu
re of the night as he filled me. I don’t know how long we stayed like that, my hands found their way on his back, nails digging in as I cried in pleasure. Daddy eventually filled me, and I could feel him throbbing as he emptied himself inside of me. I was in a daze of pleasure by the time he finally stood up. I shivered again, looking up at him. He leaned down to kiss my temple.

  “Sleep, baby. I’ll see you again soon.” He said, gathering his clothes. I was sore and fulfilled as I pulled the sheets up over me. I watched as he walked out the door, and luckily I didn’t have long to think before I fell asleep.

  Chapter Four

  The next morning it was hard to wrap my head around what had happened the night before. I bit my bottom lip, and the soreness made me realize what had happened was all too real. I had slept with my mother’s husband, and the guilt tried to gnaw at me. I couldn’t push it aside as quickly as I wanted to. Even as I finally sat with my cup of coffee in the morning, the beach seemed unappealing. Everything about last night was great. Everything except that Daddy was married to my mother. I sighed, groaning as I picked up my cell phone when it started to ring.

  “Hey, sweetheart.” My mother’s chipper voice came through the phone.

  “Hey…” I said, biting my bottom lip.

  “I was told you had a great night last night. I’m so happy. Drank a little too much wine?” She laughed, and I didn’t know what to say. “Don’t worry. It’s legal here. I don’t judge you.” she said. If only you knew. I thought.

  “Anyways. I’m not up for a hike I had scheduled today. Not feeling too well. I really want you two to get to know each other, so Braidynn will be there soon, okay?” Sharron said, and I wanted to groan. I couldn’t wrack my brain quick enough to find some reason I couldn’t. My mother took my phone as hesitated in agreement, and with a quick goodbye she hung up telling me to ‘clear my head’.