CHAPTER TEN
Daisy
He kisses me fiercely, and I think the kiss must be the most perfect kiss in the whole history of the world. It feels like all the desolation of the several hours is just wiped away. Sure, in the back of my mind, I worry a little bit that maybe Max doesn’t really understand, that he doesn’t want to lose me but doesn’t really understand that I’m completely happy as I am.
It’s in the back of my mind, though, because I think he gets it. I can’t imagine him saying what he’s said to me about it without getting it.
Soon it’s not in my mind at all. His hands move over my body and I lose myself in the wonderful physical sensations instead. God, there’s something really erotic about me only wearing a tee shirt right now. It’s kind of crazy, too, because this is my standard outfit at bedtime. I never think about it as some kind of sexy outfit. Hell, every time I’ve been in bed with Daddy, I’ve been completely naked.
He waists no time getting under the tee shirt. I love the feel of his hands moving over my body and I just adore the way his fingers linger on my skin. When his hands move down to my ass, I say, “Wait, Daddy.” He lets me go and I pull his shirt up. He finishes and gets it off, setting it on my fold-out table. I unbutton his jeans and soon all of his clothes are on the table. I giggle and climb up the ladder to my bed above the cab of the truck.
There may be nothing funnier than watching this big muscular man climb up the ladder and into the bunk. There’s not a lot of headspace up here, so when he climbs up, we’re in very close quarters. It’s really amazing, too, because as he kisses me and touches me, the power he always has restrained is now restrained by the space limitations. It is a whole hell of a lot more than interesting, though. It’s so damned romantic. Of course, that could have a great deal to do with thinking the love of my life is lost and then getting him back.
I still wear my shirt.
That’s really neat, too. I don’t know why it seems important but it does. I guess it has something to do with the fact that I always wear a tee shirt in this bed. Maybe if this were some kind of art film, wearing this shirt for this big climactic moment of sex might be a symbol of Daddy accepting who I am and embracing it. Of course, it might just be a tee shirt.
I almost giggle at that thought.
I don’t, though, because that’s when Daddy eases his cock into me and all I can do is moan as I hold him and he moves. He thrusts into me, and the thrusts are wonderful. I know there is a lot of emotion behind the ecstasy of the moment. I know a great deal of how I feel right now is the sudden turnaround from despair to joy.
But there’s more.
This is the first time we’re together with the certainty in my mind that I love him and the certainty in my mind that he loves me too. As we move together, it feels like everything is perfect, like everything is finally perfect.
“I love you, Daddy,” I say.
“I love you, too, princess,” he replies.
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Did you like A Flower for Daddy’s Pleasure? Did you think Daisy would end up changing? Did you think Maxwell would figure out she’s happy exactly as she is? It took some effort to get there but this little girl finally has the perfect Daddy for her. They’re on their way to a wonderful happily ever after, aren’t they?
What about Cliff?
When a young woman steals some of his equipment, he catches her too late to prevent thousands of dollars of damage. He could send her to jail but he can see she’s a good person who just desperately needs discipline. He gives her a chance to work at his business to pay the money back. Neither of them expects the age-play romance that follows. Can they get to happily ever after? Find out in Pleasing My Demanding Boss Daddy, the next exciting and steamy book in the always romantic and always sexy Please Me Daddies series.