She nods.
“I need to hear you say it, pumpkin. I need you to understand that you can say it anytime, anywhere, and anyplace you like and Daddy will stop doing whatever he’s doing in that moment. That even includes ordering your food for you if for some reason you don’t want me to do that. Understand?”
That pouty look turns into a smile and she leans into my arm, burying her head in my shoulder as she wraps both her arms around mine. “Yes, Daddy. I understand, and I know that I’m small and not very experienced and that’s part of the reason our relationship is so great. You’re big, strong, and experienced and what I lack you make up for. And the little that you lack, which makes you whole, I provide. It’s a perfect symbiotic relationship.”
My mouth drops open. “Where did you learn big words like that, little girl?”
She just giggles. “I love to read. I have a big imagination.”
“And Daddy has something big for you later.”
“I know, and that’s why I grabbed it under the table. I was tired of imagining it and wanted to see for myself. And Daddy is telling the truth. It is big.”
“Yes, we must both always be honest with each other. The truth is very important, which is why I took the time to make sure you understand that you can, and should, always be honest with me, especially if something is happening you don’t like.”
“Yes, Daddy. Thank you for caring about me.”
She kisses my arm, or more accurately the shirt that’s covering it, and at that moment the heights I was experiencing hit a new level. It’s at that time that something inside me changes, and for the first time in my life, I actually understand what love is. I love my little munchkin and although I already knew she meant the world to me, now that’s somehow amplified a billion times over.
I slide her coloring book and crayons back to her, watching her happily draw. And watching her being happy makes Daddy happy. And that’s what love’s all about.
“Look, Daddy. I drew two stars in the sky. One to watch over each of us.”
“You better draw a lot more,” I warn.
“Why?”
“For of all the children we’re going to have together.”
“Oh, Daddy,” she says, hugging my arm again, just as the waiter brings us our food.
All I can think about in this moment is mating her, making her my wife. Just the way she’s so innocent and trusting, and how I must never take that for granted and how I have to protect her from the world. She’s ripe for my seed and I want to hike up that dress I picked out for her and fuck her bare pussy right here and now. How I want to pull her panties out of my pocket and put them on my lap as if they’re a napkin, bringing them to my face after each bite just to take in her scent while I devour this plate of raw meat. My testosterone’s going to be so damn high my climax just might destroy her. I won’t allow it, but what I will allow is for those thick jets to coat her womb entirely, making her pregnant with our first child. Just as I’ve finally come to understand the meaning of love now I also finally understand what life is all about.
Children. Family. And keeping them safe, forever.
12
Jewel
I don’t remember ever eating food so fast, or so delicious, as the meal, we had at the restaurant. And the secon
d I take the last bite of the banana split, Jake is paying the check and literally carrying me out of the restaurant.
“I can walk. I’m too heavy to carry right now. So. Much. Food.”
“Light as a feather and I’m not wasting any more time. And those calories are going to get burnt off real quick, and if they don’t? Good. More protection for you when my body loses control and I thrust violently into you over and over and over again.”
He carefully sits me in the bucket seat that has my bottom feeling like it’s scraping the ground. After buckling me in he races over to his side of the car and seconds later we’re flying home like a bat out of hell. “Another reason not to drink. I’d never endanger you by being behind the wheel with an ounce of alcohol in me.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I say, admiring the way he jerks the stick shift in the gearbox. Watching how he turns the car effortlessly around turns. Noticing that he speeds by police officers but they don’t pull him over. Does he really just command that much respect, even when people can’t see his face? Then again who drives a Lambo around in these parts, not to mention he’s probably made engagement rings, at a huge discount no less, for most of the influential people in town. No way would they ever bother him.
Although the car moves fast I feel completely safe and know he’s absolutely in control. When the vehicle you’re in is this low to the ground everything handles so incredibly well, but what I really want handled is this burning urge inside me to be filled completely. As we move up a windy hill, hugging the curves until we reach the top, I see a gate in sight with the initials ‘JS’ in the middle, in wrought iron no less.
“You live here?”
“We live here,” he corrects, and I let it slide.
“It’s up here alone. It must be so peaceful and relaxing.”