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Daddy’s Little Girl
I WATCHED BRANDT sleep as I ran through the events that had transpired over the course of many hours last night. My thighs pulsed as I remembered the trail of kisses he had tattooed on every inch of them. I could still feel his fingertips glide across my belly, sending sparks through my core. I was breathless with every new touch he had branded on me, and I wanted more. I wanted to repeat the passion we felt last night over and over again, memorizing every contour of our bodies as they fit together like a perfect little puzzle. I had reached a place within myself I never knew, and Brandt had now become more than just a want. He was a necessity. He was my lifeline.
"How long have you been staring at me?" He opened one eye and smiled.
"I don't know. I lost track of time." I giggled.
"Did you sleep at all?"
"Mr. Brandt, how do you expect me to sleep after a night like that?" I asked playfully.
He reached out and pulled me in close to him. "Want another go at it?" His mischievous brow lifted.
"Maybe after you brush your teeth." I plugged my nose and laughed.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Does my breath stink?" He pinned me down onto the bed and breathed out hard.
I struggled under him, getting nowhere because I was laughing too hard. "No, seriously, stop. Go brush your teeth."
"Fine. You win, but you better not move."
"Pinky swear." I held out my finger. He wrapped his with mine and then jetted toward the bathroom.
"What about you?" he yelled from the bathroom with a mouthful of toothpaste.
"I've been up for hours. Way ahead of you."
After a minute, he jumped back into bed and mounted me again, pinning my arms above me. "How's this?" He leaned down and kissed me.
We had a few hours to kill, and I couldn't see any other way to spend it. When it was time to get ready, it was hard to keep my eyes off him. I watched him from the bathroom as I put on my makeup. He sat shirtless in his dress pants on the edge of the bed, the sheets strewn about, raking one hand through his hair as the other fumbled with something. He looked haunted, so I went over and sat next to him, rubbing his back. He had our wedding bands in his hand.
“Chris should be here,” he admitted sadly.
“I know. I’m sorry.” I rested my head on his shoulder, watching him turn the rings over in his hand.
He kissed my head. “You know, I did have a first last night.”
“Oh, yeah?” I popped my head up, excited to hear his confession.
“I’ve never made love before. Not like that. The others meant nothing. They were to fill a void. With you…it’s different. I’m different. You’ve changed me. I’m not shut down anymore. I’m not numb.” He placed his hand on my cheek. “I feel everything with you.” He brushed his thumb over my bottom lip and then leaned over and kissed me. “Thank you,” he whispered.
A knock on the hotel door drew our attention.
"They're here. I'll see you at the park,” Brandt said as he kissed me again, tucked the rings into his pocket, and slipped on his shirt, buttoning it as he made his way out of the bedroom.
Tessa raced into the room, smiling ear-to-ear, grabbing my arm, and plopping me in front of the vanity.
"You what?" Tessa shouted as she curled my hair. "So much for waiting for your wedding night," she teased.
"I know, but look at this place, Tess. It's beautiful, and we really didn't have plans after we got back tonight. We are getting in so late. I think he just wanted it to be special. And it was. Tessa, it was beyond perfect. Getting married is just an afterthought at this point. I know we were meant to be together."
She paused for a moment as sadness settled into her expression, but then she discounted it quickly. "That's awesome, Bay. I'm really happy for you guys. You're perfect together.” She put down the curling iron. “Done."
"I love you, sis. I know you'll get everything you want when the time is right."
"I'm happy. I really am. I'm just a little lost right now, but I know things will work themselves out." She smiled. "Now, let's go make an honest person out of you, you slut."
We shared a laugh before I took a quick look at myself in the mirror and she ran around the room gathering things for the wedding. I bought a vintage lace fitted white short dress with a scallop along the trim that made it pass as elegant. I opted for white sparkly Toms. I couldn't fathom wearing heels in the park. Knowing my luck, my heels would get stuck in the ground and break off.
