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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Tonight was the night. After two whole weeks of living with Vance and enjoying just about every single second of it, he was finally going to take her to his kink club and introduce her to more of his friends. She was so excited, and maybe a tiny bit nervous.
She’d wanted to ask when he came home at night with tales from the office when she could meet Arthur and Nikki, and Arthur’s wife Saoirse, but she didn’t want to be demanding. Besides, she loved having so much alone time with her daddy. And he’d been right. His job was crazy.
While he always came home for dinner, he often did more work after they were finished and she knew he stayed up after he put her to bed most nights too. So it wasn’t way more time than they’d spent together in Thistledon but enough to make it feel very…domestic. Like maybe a family of her own, not just an extra seat pulled up to the crowded table at Carey’s house.
She’d looked for a job some but only half-heartedly. It was just too nice to be in this comfy house in Vance’s pretty neighborhood with shops she could walk to and her daddy coming home to her every night for her to really want to leave.
Besides, most of what she found were crappy jobs with even worse shifts since people who already worked there would snap up the better hours before the jobs got posted. Daddy had asked her to please, please not work the night shift again and while she’d rolled her eyes—she was super tough and also very good friends with the dark—she’d agreed. She didn’t want him to worry.
He’d seemed a little wound up for the past few days but she knew the case he was working on was big money and would have a significant effect on his reputation in his field and he’d been working on it forever so she figured that was it. Hoped it was, because she didn’t want it to be that he felt like he’d made a mistake by asking her to come to Clover City.
But mostly he seemed relieved when he saw her; like she was his sanctuary and delight. Besides Carey, she didn’t think anyone had ever looked so happy to see her. And with Vance it wasn’t because he desperately needed a few hours of child-free time. It was just because she was…her. So wild. And wild they had been, too, with all the playing they’d been doing. So much role play, so much spanking, so much fucking. It was almost—but not quite—too much. Perfect.
Lilith stretched happily in the soft sheets on the big bed she shared with her daddy. He’d put her down for a nap earlier even though she’d said she wasn’t tired. No, she’d been tingling with nerves at the prospect of meeting Vance’s friends and of getting to play in public with him. She loved being alone but there could be something special, decadent about having the energy of other people surrounding you during a scene.
Lucky for her, Vance had lifted one of those deliciously stern brows and then proceeded to beat and fuck her into a quivering puddle and then cuddled her and Flaps until she fell asleep. Sometimes it was annoying that he knew what she needed before she did but most of the time she had to admit it was pretty great. Her daddy wasgreat.
Speaking of…
The door to the bedroom cracked open and even in the low light she could see Vance smiling at her.
“Hey, poppet. Have a good nap?”
He came to sit beside her on the bed and brushed some of her hair out of her face.
“Yes, Daddy. Thank you for making me rest, I feel really good.”
“Not too sore?” he asked, already pulling down the linens and rolling her over to inspect her backside.
“No, Daddy.”
He’d definitely done a number on her in the moment, but while she was tender and playing tonight would be a little extra ouchie because of it, she didn’t think he’d left any marks. Just a pink, happy glow. The thought of her blushing butt smiling up at Vance adoringly made her giggle. She was hopeless.
Vance with his shaggy straw hair and his giant hugs and his firm hand had wrecked her in the best way. She’d started to think of maybe looking for work in Clover City instead of in Thistledon. Maybe because wherever her daddy was had started to feel like home.
She wouldn’t bring it up tonight because they had places to go, people to meet, scenes to do, but tomorrow over breakfast could be a good time. He’d promised her blackberry pancakes with blackberry syrup and blood sausage and she salivated just thinking about it. Plus her daddy’s thoughtfulness made her so happy.
Even if he was more pastel and madras plaid, he went out of his way to give her the dark things that made her happy. Maybe once they’d talked about the possibility of her staying here on a more permanent basis she’d spread her things out more, put her own touches on the house. Maybe he’d furnish the nursery just for her…
Vance gave her a playful swat that made her giggle more, and then he was standing up, heading toward the enormous closet. She’d wanted to tug him down to snuggle but he was on the move, a man with a mission. What was he doing in there anyway? Was it time to get dressed already? She hadn’t decided what to wear yet, maybe he was deciding for her. That would be fine.
But instead of coming out with one of her little dresses on a hanger, he came back with a bag. A big shiny one. Was that a present? From the smile on his face she thought maybe. Presents were good. Very good.
“Is that for me?” she asked, sitting up and trying not to snatch the bag away and dump out the contents all over the bed. It was not easy, and Daddy should probably give her a reward for her self-restraint. A big reward, like that present.
“Maybe. It’s for a little girl who ate a good lunch and took a nap.”
“Oh! That’s me!”
Okay, so she’d needed some help but he didn’t say it had to be on her own. That sounded like big girl territory and she’d been blissfully little for much of the day.
Lucky for her, Vance was not the strictest daddy and shook his head while chuckling. “Mmm, yeah, we’ll work on that. But yes, it’s for you. For tonight.”
He handed her the bag and Lilith wasted no time in tearing all the tissue paper out of the top, flinging the pieces in the air so they floated around her as they came back down.
“Present and a show!” she exclaimed and Vance laughed again.
