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The way he looks at me, listens to me, is so much more than anything I’m used to.
“Any man that makes you wait, is not worth your time.”
My mouth touching the mug in precisely the same spot where Axel’s was.
“You want to try it?” “I let you taste mine.”
“I’m not good at talking to people. At work it’s one thing, ya know? It’s transactional and short-term. But dating?” I grimace. “It’s terrifying.
His blue eyes stare into mine as he says, “You’re fucking perfect.”
What must be his thumb ghosts over my lip then lowers until he’s lightly pinching my chin,
“But you can disagree with me whenever you want. I won’t get mad at you.”
“You’re too nice to me.” I heave out a breath. “Maybe just to you.”
Oh Maddie, you shouldn’t have worn my sweatshirt. There are consequences for your actions, Baby Doll. And you’re about to find out what happens to naughty girls who misbehave.
“You need me.”
“You feel safe with me.”
His breath ghosts across my lips as one of his hands slides up my arm until it’s cradling the back of my head. It’s a possessive move, but also protective, putting himself literally between me and the concrete wall at my back.
“I’ll give you whatever you can fucking take.”
“I remember every word you said.”
“Sorry, but this one’s mine.”
“Your cute little tummy is not gonna be a problem for me. It’s not gonna be a problem for you either. Because you’re perfect.
“I want to hate you right now.” I grin, “But you don’t.”
“But we’re going to start with you on your back, so I can watch these tits bounce as I fuck you.”
“Beg me for it, Baby Doll.”
“Keep it up, Brat. See where that gets you.”
“I want to keep you safe.”
It’s the act. The fact that he wants to protect me. The fact that he even cares at all.
“And I promise there’s nothing for you to be jealous over. Why would I want anyone else when I have you?”
Maddie, my Maddie.
“Because this is maybe the best drink I’ve ever had, and I need you to feel as proud of it, as I feel proud of you.”
Maddie Baby.
But the rest of the night, getting to sit in her shop, her space, it felt like home. But maybe that’s just her, because everything she touches feels like comfort to me.
“That’s my girl.”
My eyes eat up the sight even as his hands move to his jeans. Only he doesn’t take them off, he just undoes the button and fly, leaving the material open. He reaches into his boxers, and adjusts his dick until the head of it is sticking out the top of his waistband.
This shouldnt be as hot as i find it but it is!!
“Touch that clit. Be a good girl and rub that little clit. Make yourself come.”
“Here’s your latte, Darling.”
Are you joking!!! I’m eating this shit up!
“You can call me Darling in public, but it’s Daddy in the bedroom.”
ridiculous holding my dainty pink mug,
And she’s perfect for me. Me. And no one else.
“Damn, Dad. Really going for those mobster vibes.”
Why has he kinda got jokes
“You two are gonna look great next to each other.”
“Anything my Baby wants, my Baby gets.”
“Relax and let me in.”
“No. You’ve only ever been my girl. Isn’t that right?”
“She’s my Maddie.” My gruff voice startles everyone. “She was never yours.”
!!!!! The dominance
Happiness looks good on you.”
And it takes me a moment to realize that the burden feels a lot like guilt. Guilt for finding happiness again. Guilt for feeling safe. Guilt for wanting to let go of my loneliness. For wanting to let someone else be in charge for a while.
I love this man.
I love the way he looks at me.
That inner voice, the one that fills me with doubts and worries and anxiousness reminds me that people lie. Change their minds. People leave.
You’re the perfect you. You’re enough just the way you are.
“I’m not gonna throw everything away for some piece of ass.” His words have me freezing in place. What? Did he just…? “I’m 52. Not some fucking 30-year-old idiot.” Heat.
We love miscommunication dont we.no we dont
My Maddie can try to run, but she can’t hide forever.
When I find her, I’m going to make sure she understands just how much she belongs to me. And how much I belong to her.
