The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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He lowers his head until our foreheads touch. βNo, sweetheart, because I wouldnβt have let you run very far. Did you run because I asked you to move in with me for the summer? Because all the things weβve shared over the last couple of days frightened you?β
Did I? The sharingβs been hard, but Iβve loved it. Itβs made me feel closer to Logan than Iβve felt to any of my Doms since Lew. I wasnβt at all scared about moving in with him for the summer. I was excited. But then Master Jason got angry with me and I thought Logan would side with him and all those old fears welled up.
βI didnβt think I was scared. I mean, sharing with you is scary sometimes but I donβt want to stop. And I want to stay with you. So, so much. I was telling Vashi about how excited I was and then Master Jason got angry, and I couldnβt do anything right, and all I could think about was that I was going to wreck it with you. Like dominoes. I couldnβt stop them from falling.β
βMm-hmm. Thatβs all you have to say to me in future, sweetheart. Just say βdominoesβ and Iβll know youβre overwhelmed. Letβs make that your safe word, huh? Will you remember that?β
βYes, Daddy.β
βGood girl.β He kisses me, sweet and soft. βYou are not going to wreck it with me, sweetheart. Weβre new to each other and weβre going very fast. Thereβll be growing pains. But I wouldnβt be pushing if I didnβt feel this was absolutely right.β
I get that melty feeling in my chest again. βYou feel this is right?β
βAbsolutely right. I havenβt been this certain about anyone, ever.β
βEver?β
βNever-ever.β
And heβs had a lot of chances to be certain. Iβve had less than a dozen, but I understand what he means. Itβs like trying on a pile of shoes that all pinch a little, not so much that you wouldnβt buy them if they look good and the price was right, but you know theyβll take some breaking in, maybe a few blisters. Then you find the pair that make you feel like youβve put on Mercuryβs winged sandals. The perfect fit. Logan probably wouldnβt appreciate the comparison, though, even if I compared him to Louboutins.
The thought makes me giggle.
Logan squeezes me up against his chest. βThatβs a sound Iβve wanted to hear for hours. Iβve missed your laughter, sweetheart. I hate seeing you sad. And the crying when I put you in the corner? That was fucking awful. No more corner time, huh? It doesnβt work for us. I hated not being able to see your face. I hated hearing you cry and not being able to comfort you. You should have seen Niall, watching me jump up and go to you every two minutes. He looked like he was going to take away my Dom badge.β
That makes me giggle harder. βBad Daddy.β
βUseless,β he agrees. βIs corner time something you need as a little, Emmy?β
βNo way. It doesnβt make me feel little or remorseful. It makes me feel like an utter failure. If you donβt want to look at me, much less interact with me, why am I even there? Spank me, paddle me, deny me orgasmsβalthough I really hope you donβt do that, Daddyβbut please donβt put me in a corner and ignore me.β
βDeal.β He pulls back enough to offer me his pinkie and grins at me when I shake it with mine. βNo more corner time. If I want to get you to reflect on what youβve done, there are better ways. In fact, I think weβll try one out after dinner.β
More punishment? I try to be Wonder Woman brave. To submit and trust my Dom. But I honestly feel like Iβve hit my wall. I canβt take one more second of feeling bad today. βPuh-please could we do it tomorrow? I feel like Iβm going to break if you punish me again today.β
βOh, baby. Sweet baby.β He presses gentle kisses to my brow, eyelids, cheeks, and, finally, my mouth. βNo more discipline today. Thatβs the last thing either of us needs. I said I was going to get you to reflect. That doesnβt involve disciplining you. Letβs talk about it over dinner, huh? Weβve missed our seating at the restaurant, but we can do the Lido buffet again.β
βYes, Daddy.β I felt hungry when Michael was examining me. That must have been an hour ago and now I feel like a wolf is chewing through my belly.
βGood girl. Letβs clean you up and put you in something comfy. Do you want some cream?β
Iβve tried not to be whiny about it, but my thighs feel worse today than they did yesterday. βYes, please.β
He kisses my forehead. βGo wash your face and brush your hair while I get the cream.β
He dresses me in a blue and white striped T-shirt dress so soft itβs like being wrapped in a cloud and rubs cream into my thighs and bottom. As we go through the buffet line, he keeps his arm around me. Iβm snuggled in my daddyβs warmth again. His teddy-bear comfort. I donβt even pay attention to the calories of the crab cakes and green bean salad that he picks for my dinner, because I know heβll take care of me.
While we eat, he tells me stories. About his sister and her twin daughters, who he calls the Dynamite Duo. About his time in the Navy. About scenes that went wrong in funny ways. I know heβs distracting me to keep me from thinking too much. If Gracie or one of my other friends tried this, Iβd withdraw. With Logan, it works. I laugh at the funny parts, shake my head at the silly parts, and find my spirits lifting, lightening, until I can just smile back at my daddy with my whole heart.
He runs his knuckles down my cheek. βThereβs my little girl. Iβve been waiting
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