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“Thank you,” Ivy says smiling softly, and I keep that smile on her face until we’re alone. It only disappears when I’ve wrung out every last drop of orgasm from her body, kissing her throbbing clit once more.
“I’ve got a wedding present for you, baby girl. On your knees for daddy,” I instruct, and shit, when she sits up without a pause, I get harder still. “Now be a good girl and open those lips for daddy.”
“Daddy…” she moans, leaning forward before I’ve fully guided my dick to her mouth. “Thank you,” she cries before wrapping her tongue around my length, urging me forward more, and I hold the back of her head when I’m nudging the back of her throat.
“Fuck that’s my good girl, yes, that’s such a good girl. Drink it all down this time, baby girl. No choking on daddy’s milk tonight.”
She bobs up and down my length, taking me fully into her throat. Her tongue teases the under side of my cock and as she sucks, I explode, watching her take every last drop down. Not stopping until she’s cleaned all of me, and I’m hard once more, before draining me again, with her wickedly sweet smile.
“That’s my good girl,” I tell her, wrapping her up as we fall asleep.
Christmas arrives before we know it, and I give Ivy her present before the others get there. Her brows lift, not understanding the documents, and I grin, giving her a kiss. “I put in a new managing partner. I’ll still own and retain the ability to veto anything, but I won’t be stuck dealing with the daily shit any longer. I’ll get to spend my time with my wife, my baby girl, loving her the way she deserves.”
“You mean it?” she asks, and I show her precisely how much before my kids and mother arrive, leaving her cheeks pink, a happy gleam in her eyes.
It only grows when we arrive in Italy, exploring for a week before moving onto Paris, then London, up through Scotland and onto Ireland, before heading to Fiji for it’s warmth. That only has me wanting to show her more of the world and by the time we get home, it’s May.
“Oh my god, finally!” Stacey yells when we walk into the house. “We were about to send out search parties for you all. I mean honestly Dad, if you’re going to steal my new best friend away, the least you can do is make sure she calls me when it’s not three a.m. here and I’ve got class the next day.”
“No worries there,” Ivy says, sighing happily as we settle into the couch together. “I’m definitely travelled out. Home sounds amazing right now.”
“It does,” I agree, teasing her neck with little kisses.
“Okay, can you not do that in front of us, Dad. It’s just weird,” Zack says, his attitude far better than expected, not once sneering, or glaring at Ivy. “You’re not a teenager even if you’re married to one.”
“Zack,” I warn.
“It’s the truth. She’s nineteen, and fine, she makes you happy and shit, but come on, I don’t need to see what you get up to,” he replies, and I let the hardness drop, pressing a kiss to Ivy’s temple instead.
“You’ll have to learn to handle it if you’re staying here. I’m not going to monitor when and where I kiss my wife. I spent enough years alone, not going to waste them being unhappy now.”
“Yeah, we’re staying at the condo,” Stacey tells us, laughing at my relief. “Much as I love you both, I’ve had enough of walking into the kitchen seeing you on her.”
“Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, that’s why I eat two,” I muse, and shit, if they weren’t here, I’d have my baby girl on my dick again because the flush in her cheeks is just too damn sweet to resist.
“Love you, daddy,” Ivy whispers to me, letting me claim her lips for a kiss.
“Love you too, baby girl, forever,” I promise, glad I stopped to pick my girl up that day. Best damn decision of my life for certain.
Epilogue
Ivy
Okay, I might have gone a tad overboard this time, I muse watching the final items get set up in the backyard. I’m certain Damien’s gotten the notifications of all the charges by now, but I can’t keep the smile off my lips just thinking about him sitting in the board room, getting one after another on the one day he’s not with me. It took me weeks to get this set up though, waiting for today because my daddy is rarely away from my side for long. I completely love it, am relieved that my clinging hasn’t sent him running, but holding me tighter to him instead.
Any time I tried to hold back, thinking that would be the time I pushed him too much, needed too much reassurance, he’d simply pull me into his arms, demanding to know what was wrong. Tell me that daddy couldn’t make it better if his baby girl didn’t tell him what was wrong.
It’s been the most incredible four years with him, and now, I finally might have actually reached the limit of the spending allowance. Then again, maybe not since all of the purchases went through and after the first six-hundred thousand hit, he could have easily messaged the credit card company and told them to put a freeze on my card until he could talk with me.
I’m just thankful that none of the companies argued about waiting until today, with delivery and setup to let it hit the card. I suppose the Dewar last name helped. Assured them that they’d get paid, because Damien and I are always in the paper, our photo from some event we attended, mostly charity functions because we donate a ton.
The first year I sent in a huge donation to a group that helps out kids who age out of the foster system but don’t have anywhere to go. It was my first attempt to see Damien’s head explode with my spending. Instead, he called up the charity and told them they’d mischarged us by a zero, taking it as only a hundred-thousand rather than a million.
The next year I spent two-hundred thousand on a jewel encrusted dress. All Damien did was ask if I was wearing my ruffled panties under it when I walked out in it. I of course had to say yes because I don’t wear anything else and know my husband loves having my older pair in his pocket, especially if we’re apart at all.
Last year I spent five-hundred thousand on a ranch in the northern part of the state. Rather than yell, he went out and bought two dozen horses, had a new barn built, and set it up for the place to be used as a camp for foster kids, all free of charge.
This year…well, I definitely went all out. Six-hundred thousand is just the start of this year’s purchases, but it definitely is worth every penny. I knew it would cost an arm and a leg to have the whole thing delivered and built today, but how else was I supposed to surprise the most amazing man in the world?
