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Looking up as he swings my door open, I feel a trickle of white heat once I see his breath catch.
Daddy approves.
The swelling bulge at the front of his freshly pressed suit tells me I’ve made the right wardrobe choice.
“Perfect…” he rasps, moving over to me and leaving the door open, making me pout but a mindful glance from his dark eyes reminds me.
“I thought I'd take you down to dinner myself,” He announces casually, as if he really is just a step brother looking out for his newest and youngest step sister at her first major dinner with the whole family. But I know why.
It’s because neither of us can stand to be without the other for five minutes. And nobody's said anything about the fact that Ezekiel and me are practically joined at the hip now.
“I wanted to give you something too…” he adds, looking a little nervous. If that's what I'd call it. Not something I think he's even capable of. But he does look serious at the same time.
Shifting a hand from behind his back, he extends it to me.
“Merry Christmas, Eve…” He says, presenting me with an elongated, perfectly wrapped gift.
He tilts his head in a question when I gasp and give him a pained look.
Not because I don't want his gift, but because I haven't gotten him anything.
“I- Daddy… I didn't get you anything…” I whisper, frowning until I pout.
Relieved and thrilled when he takes a step back without taking his eyes of me and kicking the door closed and locking it, I know we can speak freely.
Know I can say or do anything once he closes a door.
In a second his mouth's over mine. His huge hands squeezing my chest so hard it only makes me want to reach for his already stiff organ. Wanting it in my mouth, dragging over my tits.
One of my hands is already between my own legs, furiously rubbing myself and moaning as quietly as I can.
The pair of us must look like keynote speakers at a nymphomaniacs conference. But when this kind of thing happens, which is often now. It's alright.
Daddy always makes sure that no one but us will see. And no one but us will know.
Just for now…
“Baby… bay, listen. Listen to me!” he chuckles. Wrestling both my hands so they're in front of him, my southern heat already taking me over so I can't see or think straight. Only wanting him.
Wanting my daddy the way I know he wants me.
But if he's stopping our time together, I know it must be serious, so puffing the bangs out of my eyes and trying to slow my breathing some, I let him know I’m all ears.
He kneels down in front of me, and without having to look he tears the paper and ribbon off the velvet box in one movement.
“Open it.” He commands me gently. My heart already pounding feels like it's about to burst.
“I thought we-?” I start to say, thinking that being a man who wastes no time that he's gone and arranged an engagement ring. but he presses a firm finger to his lips, silently commanding me with those huge brown eyes to shush and just open my gift.
Plus rings don't come in oblong boxes. Even I know that.
And what a gift it is. I lever the velvet lid ope carefully and have to squint my eyes straight away.
The spray of dazzling light from what I know are real diamonds is blinding.
“It’s a bracelet.” He says in a low tone, taking it from the box and showing me just how all the hundreds of diamonds catch the tiniest amount of light and amplify it into something magical.
“It’s like snowflakes in sunshine…” I muse aloud, transfixed by its beauty. Still ignorant of how much something like this is actually worth. And not meaning to sound like such a hick.
