Chapter 21: A Hotel Room Fit for A Princess

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I wake up feeling like someone is picking me up. I snuggle my head into their neck and whine, not liking the feeling of being moved. I shift my head to see Jackson carrying me.

"Daddy, where are you taking me?" I ask quietly.

"The plane landed, Princess," he tells me. "We need to get off and go to our hotel."

He walks us off the plane carefully. I m suddenly feel heat on my face. I look around and don't recognize where we are. I see some palm trees and birds flying by. It almost feels like we're still in California, but we can't be. Jackson would've just driven if we were still back home.

"Where are we, Daddy?" I question again.

"We're in the Sunshine state," Jackson simply replies as he put me into a car and gets in next to me.

It takes me a moment to realize what that means. Sunshine state means Florida. We're in Florida! Then that means... We're going to Disney World!

"Daddy, are we going to Walt Disney World?" I ask him excitedly.

"Of course, princess," Jackson tells me. He wraps and arm around my waist and pulls me to him. "Nothing but the best for my little girl."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! I can't believe this! I've never been to Disney World. We're going to have so much fun!"

"We are, princess. And can you guess where we're staying?

"Is it the Grand Floridian?"

"Yes is it. Good guess, baby girl."

"Oh yay!"

I give Jackson a big kiss. I move to pull away but Jackson brings me closer to his body. He deepens our kiss and I don't mind at all. I part my lips so Jackson can slide his tongue in. We tongue wrestle for a little bit for Jackson wins. Then we part from each other so we can have more air. I lie my head in his shoulder and watch out the window as we head to our hotel.

When we reach the Grand Floridian, I start to bounce in my seat. I can't believe I'm here in Florida and right near Walt Disney World. It's my life long dream to go to all the Disney parks. I can totally scratch Disney World off that list. We step out of the car and walk into the hotel. We walk to the check-in desk and Jackson gives his last name. As soon as he did, bellhops grabs our luggage and begin to escort us to our room.

We are led to the elevators and get it. It takes us to the highest floor. We get out and walk down a long hallway. We reach a pair of double doors. One of the bellhops pulls out a card for the door and opens it. He pushes open both doors and ushers us in.

"Welcome to the Princess Suite. Enjoy your time at the Grand Floridian," the bellhops tells us as they put down our luggage. Then they leave. But not before Jackson tips them.

I turn to Jackson. "You didn't have to get us a special suite," I tell him feeling like this might be a little too much.

"I wanted you to have a great two weeks and this is part of it," Jackson says as he brings our luggage into where we would be sleeping. "Nothing is too good for you, Princess."

I sigh as I begin to explore the hotel room. There was two rooms for sleeping in. The living room was large, so was the bathroom. This whole suite was large. It's just Jackson and I. I know he wanted to treat me out for these two weeks but I didn't think he would do all of this.  It's almost too much.

I sit down on one of the couches of the living room when Jackson walks over to me. He hands me a box as he sits down. On it reads Walt Disney World Magic Bands. I open the box to see custom wrist bands for Disney World. I've only seen pictures of these and I've always wanted one. Mine had Mulan all over it. Jackson's had the Beast from Beauty and the Beast. I pull mine out so I can look at all the details on it.

"You got them customized," I state, admiring the wrist band.

"Mhmm," Jackson murmurs. "I thought since we'll be wearing these for the next two weeks, might as well have something to look at instead of a plain ole band. Do you like your's?"

"Of course, Daddy. It's lovely."

I lean my head into Jackson's shoulder. He wraps his arm around my waist. We just sit in the moment. I know as a Little we should be spoiled. But since Jackson has a lot of money, he can spoil me twice as much as any Daddy Dom I've heard of. I do like the occasional spoiling, but not in this way. But I know this isn't just Jackson trying to buy my love or anything like that. It's just him showing that he knows what I like and only trying to make me happy. I can't get mad at him for that. Jackson is just so sweet. I don't know how, but I'll have to thank him for all of this.

"So when do we get to to Disney World?"

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