The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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βYou little monkey.β I untangle her from her nightie, smooth it down so she doesnβt stick to me, and roll to the side, keeping her impaled. I wrap her in my arms and squeeze her tightly, wanting to feel every bone, every angle and curve of her, imprinted on me.
βSorry, I wasnβt a very good princess.β She wraps her little hands around the hand I have between her breasts and kisses my knuckles. βGetting ravished by Captain Daddy seemed like a lot more fun than fighting him off.β
I chuckle. βNot even a little bit of a problem. Itβs good for us to just have fun.β
βTa, Daddy. I love when youβre a wolfy-daddy, all fierce and bitey, but I also love when Captain Daddy plays silly games with me.β
I kiss her soft head. βCaptain Daddy will make lots of future appearances, donβt you worry. Isnβt βTalk Like A Pirateβ Day coming up? Captain Daddy will definitely make an appearance for that. And heβll be bringing lots and lots of rope.β
She giggles and snuggles back into me and her movement finally dislodges my dick. I tuck her nightgown between us and tug up my pajama bottoms with a sigh, sorry to lose my perfect sheath.
Since it feels like weβre settling down, even though itβs still early, I have her grab her tablet and read me a bedtime story. Moving us toward the routine I want for bedtime. The story she reads me is short, mostly pictures that are in surprisingly good resolution on her little reader. The little boy in the story spends most of it naked, when heβs not being baked in a cake, or flying around in an airplane. It ends with the little boy snuggled back in bed, and when I ask Emily, she tells me itβs one of her favorite bedtime stories because it gives her good dreams.
I spoon her and cuddle her, making sure the sheets and comforter are tucked in around her.
βI love sleeping with you, Daddy,β she murmurs. βTa very much for letting me.β
βHave you not slept with your other Doms?β
βUm, no.β She sounds very sleepy. βI slept with Lew. He was my first Dom. But he wanted me to sleep on the floor. It made my hips ache something rotten, so I made excuses not to stay over. Since him, I usually met up with my Doms for scenes. Not night after night like this. I love it. It makes me feel so safe.β
I nuzzle the back of her head. βI want you to feel safe, sweetheart, and I love sleeping with you, too. I wonβt ask you to sleep on the floor if it hurts your hips.β That sounds like a one-way ticket to arthritis. βI might cage you for a few hours at a time, though. Have you been caged before?β
She shivers. βNo, Daddy.β
βWould you be afraid, little girl?β The spice of her fear shoots straight to my dick, which gives a little jerk. I cannot possibly get hard again after that galactic-gasm.
She nods. βCrazy afraid.β
βWould you endure it for me? Would you be Wonder Woman brave?β
She rolls over and slides her arms around my neck, looking anxiously into my face. βYou wonβt leave me alone in the dark again?β
Again? βWhen did I leave you alone in the dark?β
βThis afternoon. When you went to talk to Dr. Lehmann. You pulled the curtains and it was really dark.β
Fuck, I hadnβt realized. I cuddle her close. βIβm so sorry, baby. Were you afraid? Is that why you got up and went out to the balcony?β
She nods.
βOh, sweetheart. Youβve really had a bad day, havenβt you?β At her nod, I kiss her forehead. βIβll be very careful not to leave you alone in the dark again. If it wasnβt dark, would you still be afraid of being caged?β
βReally, really afraid. I donβt like closed spaces, and Iβd be scared youβd leave me and never come back.β
βI would never leave you when youβre caged. I will always be able to see and hear you, even if you canβt see and hear me. But I understand youβll be frightened, but I still want you to bear it for me, little girl.β
βIβll try.β
I cup her head and look into her eyes. βDo, or do not, sweetheart, there is no try.β
βYodaβs even more of a dork than Superman, Daddy, but Iβll do it for you.β Her shiver shakes her whole body against me. βIβll be Wonder Woman brave.β
βThatβs my girl.β I kiss her forehead. βYour submission means everything to me, Emmy. Itβs kept me sane these past couple of days, when I really thought I was going to lose my shit. Iβm still not ready to make any decisions about Miranda and the baby, but Iβm beginning to feel like I can. Like I have fucking options and Miranda hasnβt stolen everything from me.β
Emily worms even closer and kisses the spot under my jaw she likes. βThank you again for telling me. I know itβs ugly and embarrassing, but I feel privileged you shared it with me.β
Holding her, I roll onto my back and wrap her tightly against me. Her hair creates a curtain around us, closing us in our own little world, while I kiss her soft, minty mouth.
βI feel privileged to be your daddy,β I say between kisses. βI know Iβve asked a lot from you these past couple of days, and I know it hasnβt been easy. I know you have doubts, and that youβve been scared. Just please donβt run from me again, Emily. Stick with me and I promise weβll work through it. Iβm crazy about you.β I give her a hard squeeze to remind myself of the certainty of her. βI felt like youβd kicked me in the balls when you said you were going to fly home.β
βIβm sorry, Daddy,β she breathes. βI just didnβt want to, um, inflict myself on you if youβd had enough of me.
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