A muscle in his face twitches and I see his fists tighten.
“Have you been a good girl for Daddy? Have you saved yourself for him and only him?” he asks, his eyes narrowing.
I give him a big nod up and down, my hair flopping as I do.
“And Daddy’s little girl is sure she’s ready for this?”
I nod again, squirming on the blanket and it’s only then I realize my gown has moved and I’m giving him a shot right up my dress, which he can’t resist.
His jaw tenses as he looks down between my legs, moving his hand and placing one finger on the cotton fabric of my white panties, before running it down my covered slit.
My entire body shudders. “Would you like to taste something sweet before tea time, Daddy?” I ask in a saccharine voice, sending his look to an animalistic level.
“Daddy would like that very much,” he continues, curling his finger and moving it in a come hither motion over my sex.
“Do I have to be quiet so nobody hears?” I say softly.
“No, baby girl, because I want the whole world to hear you scream my name.”
“Your name?”
“My title,” he devilishly grins.
“Yes, Daddy.”
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James
Pulling my princess onto my lap, I run the tip of my calloused fingers over her oh so soft cheek, before my hand continues across her temple, her rapid pulse very apparent. I push her hair back and take in the sight of absolute beauty, total perfection.
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??There are some things we need to get clear first,” I begin.
“What kind of things?”
She situates herself in my lap which causes her backside to brush against my dick. I’m already hard as a steel pipe, but the added contact, from her and only her, already has me on the edge of the precipice. I need to bury myself inside her, get lost to the point where neither of us can tell where one of us ends and the other begins.
But first, we need to be clear about some things.
“You have to understand with one hundred percent clarity, and I’m sure you do but I still need to hear you say it, that this is forever. Daddy plays for keeps when it comes to you, little one.”
My hand slides along the back of her skull and down her neck, massaging it gently…for now. I can barely contain myself, my muscles and emotions taking control of any logic or restraint I still have.
“I want forever, Daddy. Every moment of my life up until this point has just left me feeling confused, misunderstood, and unwanted. When I wrote to that CO I thought it was just another school assignment, but now I know it was fate. It was fate that my letter found its way right into your hands. And with you, everything feels right, especially when I’m in your arms. No longer do I feel like an outcast, a misfit, someone no one wants to know and everyone wants to avoid or tell what to do. The self-doubt, the questioning, the wondering, if I’m weird or wrong, has melted away thanks to you. Your presence alone, your words, everything about you reminds me that I’m normal, that everything’s right, and that everything’s going to be okay. Okay, maybe I’m not normal, that’s a stretch,” she giggles. “But I’m not alone because you understand me and what I need just like I understand the same for you, Daddy.”
“When you call me that…” I grit my teeth trying to hold back. “It just…”
“Completes you? Yes, I know. Because it makes me feel whole too. And now I want the whole of you, all of you, just like you’re telling me you’re going to take all of me. I’m yours, Daddy. Take what you need because what you need is exactly what I need. I trust you and I believe in us. Always.”
I can’t take it anymore and I send my lips crashing down onto hers, claiming her mouth. Her arms wrap around me tightly as her head tilts so I can kiss her even more possessively, passionately, forcefully.
A gasp escapes her lips but my mouth swallows it up before the forest even has a chance. My tongue breaches her lips as I taste her mouth as if she’s food and I haven’t eaten for a lifetime. And the truth is that’s not far off. Before her everything was in black and white. Now, the world is in color.
We continue devouring each other’s faces, taking our time as our hands being to explore each other’s bodies. Knowing she’s been saving herself for me, that I’ll be the only man to ever claim her has my chest swelling with pride. And she can be assured of the same. I’ve never been with a woman, and after all these years I know why. There was a bigger plan in the universe, and the powers that be were saving me for her, just as they did her for me.
It’s an imperfect perfection, a bit of torture as we’ve spent so many years of our lives apart. But now that we’ve found each other we get the best thing possible…that need to make up for lost time. And am I ever going to make up for all the times I wasn’t buried to the hilt inside her, holding her hand in the park, watching her rest and relax on my lap as we watch movies together, or just lounge around on a Sunday morning. Everything, and all aspects of life. We’re both starting again anew as far as we’re concerned. And we each get to explore this world, each other, together for the rest of eternity.