Page 16 of Amelia's Daddy

He grabs my hips and leans in to kiss one of my nipples.

I moan at the unexpected sensation. My nipple grows to a stiff peak. My fingertips dig into his shoulders. He’s lucky I’ve never been able to keep my nails long. For both my jobs I need blunt tips.

Suddenly, he lifts me off my feet and sets me on the back seat. “Lie back, Baby girl.”

I do as I’m told. I know what’s going to happen. He’s going to diaper me. It’s going to feel strange having the thick crinkly material wrapped around me. It’s going to feel even odder using it.

Noah easily wraps one hand around my ankles and lifts my hips off the seat. He sets my butt back down on the absorbent material. “Bend your knees and spread them open, Amelia.”

I’m panting. I’ve never been this horny. Spread out for him. Naked. Exposed to anyone who might walk by. It’s titillating. I watch his every move as he pulls a tube of something out of the diaper bag and squeezes a clear ointment onto his fingers.

Noah holds one of my thighs wide while he rubs the cream onto my folds. He takes his time, touching me everywhere,lingering in the spots that drive me crazy, circling my clit over and over.

When I can’t hold back my reaction any longer, I tip my head back and moan. My hands come to my breasts. I squeeze them, putting pressure on my nipples.

“Move your hands away from your little titties, Amelia,” he orders.

I gasp at his words. I can’t quite process the command. I need the pressure against my breasts more than I need my next breath. I might fly off the bench seat and float away if I don’t hold myself down.

Noah suddenly swats my pussy.

All the breath leaves my lungs as my eyes roll back. The sting is real. It hurts. I’ve never experienced anything like it before. I’m shocked, but I like the bite.

“Hands, naughty girl.” He swats my pussy again, harder this time.

I gasp loudly and instinctively draw my legs together.

Noah grabs my inner thighs and presses them back open. “Amelia…”

I release my breasts, but I’m shaking violently, deeply aroused and in shock. A keening moan escapes my lips.

“Good girl. You may not play with your titties without permission, Baby girl,” he orders.

I swallow hard. Somehow his order, his tone, as well as the use of the babyish wordtittiesdrives me close to orgasm.

“Deep breaths, Little one,” he soothes.

I fist my hands at my sides. My breasts feel heavy and needy. My pussy is open and exposed. And the worst part is I need to pee so badly that I almost wet myself when he spanked me there.

“Good girl,” he praises as I draw in a long slow breath. “I’ve never seen anyone as pretty as you, Amelia. You have no ideahow hard my cock is watching you rein in that orgasm. You may come at the doctor’s office. Not before then.”

I inhale sharply and finally lower my gaze to meet his. “What do you mean?” I whisper.

“I mean you need to hold back that orgasm until we get to the clinic. The doctor will want to check your sexual responses. I’ll look forward to watching you come undone while you’re on the exam table.”

I shudder. “While he watches?” I murmur.

“Yes, Baby girl. The nurse, too. You’ll be spread open and naked just like this on the exam table. That’s when I’ll give you permission to come.”

I’m going to come in the doctor’s office? My head spins. I grip my pussy around nothing. My clit pulses. The thought of strangers watching me come…

Noah closes the diaper up around me, kisses my tummy, and lifts me out of the car to stand me on my feet. I don’t even care that my boobs are exposed. I’m so close to orgasm that I can’t focus on anything except the heaviness of my small breasts and my deep breathing.

My legs are shaking. The diaper feels awkward and bulky between my thighs.

Noah pulls a T-shirt out of the diaper bag and puts it over my head, helping me get my arms in the sleeves. It reaches just to the top of my diaper, giving me no more coverage than that.

He holds me close, still squatting in front of me so we are eye to eye. “You’re mine, Amelia.”