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“Good girl,” he says, pulling me in for another hug, which is exactly what I need right now to cap off the range of emotions I’ve just experienced.
“Can we just stay like this for a minute?” I request, so softly into his chest I’m not even sure he hears me.
“We can stay like this as long as you’d like, princess. That’s what Daddy’s here for. We come down from times like these…together. Always.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” I say, squeezing him harder. “For understanding what I need.”
“I understand what you need because it’s exactly what I need too.”
I smile into his shirt. Yep, we were made for each other. And life was made for moments just like these.
8
Carter
Waking up to my baby girl in my arms is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my life. Are my thoughts about her depraved and my sexual appetite feral? Absolutely. And that’s all good and well, but this is so much more. This feeling of completeness with her, completely devoid of the sexual moments, is more powerful than anything else…which blows my mind.
And I can only imagine what it’s going to be like when we, together, welcome our first child into the world.
Camila stretches her arms and arches her back even deeper into my front, before rolling over and rubbing the eye boogers out of her eyes. “Oh my gosh, I need to brush my teeth,” she says, covering her mouth.
“You’re perfect just how you are,” I say, which elicits a smile from her, but that’s wiped away as soon as I add, “And I need you to clean the bathroom while you’re in there. That’s your punishment for going through my things.”
“Are you serious?” she asks, her head jerking away from me.
“Absolutely.”
“What a jerk! I just woke up and you’re treating me like the help,” she adds, pulling herself away from me. “I thought we…connected.”
I say nothing, relishing in my role as commanding Daddy and knowing that she has no idea what I have in store for her. It’s just another way of showing her that no matter how things appear, Daddy knows best. She’ll see soon enough, and when she does, she’ll come to heel for me and stop all the bratty testing…not that I’m against dishing out a good spanking from time to time.
I lie back in the bed like an asshole, putting my hands behind my head and give her a look as if to say, “the bathroom’s not going to clean itself.”
She shoots daggers at me with her eyes before she huffs and puffs off and moves toward the bathroom.
As soon as she opens the door and steps inside I quietly slide out of bed and move as quietly as a six and a half foot man packing nearly two hundred and twenty-five pounds of pure muscle can, until I’m just inches behind her.
She’s frozen in place, her feet glued to the floor.
“You jerk!” she says, turning around expecting to yell at me all the way across to my position in the bed, only to jump in surprise when I shock her by standing just behind her. “You’re amazing,” she says, wrapping her arms around me.
I shake my head, glad I was able to get everything here so quickly, and that goofy electronic fitness watch thing woke me up without disturbing her…which allowed me to slide out of bed and personally prepare the bathroom for two hours in the middle of the night.
I should have been dead tired from the flight, but something about her being around me just fills me with energy.
She releases from my chest and turns back to the clawfoot tub which has a warm bath drawn, thanks to the heaters in my tub, and rose petals floating on top of the water. There are candles surrounding the tub and the sunblocking blinds are drawn so just enough light comes in from the floor to ceiling windows that I can see every part of her.
And it’s time to see exactly that.
Not able to take it any longer, I turn her back around to face me and pull her pajama tops over her head. She lifts her arms in response, not fighting or protesting one bit as her small breasts spring free, defying gravity just standing there perfectly as if they’re bolted onto her body. I’ve never seen a body so perfect, and not because she’s so young either. Granted, her youth has me harder than a rock, but there’s something about the way her body feels as she melts into my arms again that does me in.
“Angel. You. Are. Gorgeous,” I add.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” she comes right back at me, taking a step back and sliding out of her pajama bottoms before I even get the order to do exactly that out of my mouth.
Flashing me a smirk of her own, she steps back and spins in place, giving me the full three-sixty view of perfection. Cupping her breasts she jiggles them individually and we both bust out laughing.
She’s just so damn playful yet so vulnerable standing bared for me.
