Eyes For Daddy (Please Me, Daddy 2)

“Good, because that’s exactly what you have, freedom. Now, no more crying unless it’s me you’re crying for.” He says, giving me a wink as I go to slide into the seat. He walks around to settle inside behind the wheel.

“Deal, daddy,” I tease, reminding him of how I haven’t forgotten about the name that he loves to hear. I’m not sure who enjoys the name more between him and I…

EPILOGUE

Mia

Not much has changed when it comes to my father, I still see him quite often. But at the end of every day, I know I’m going home to right where I want to be. I get to be in the arms of my lover, my friend, my daddy, and I don’t let him forget that I know what to call him when we’re alone.

When I arrive back home to Jason, I see that he’s waiting for me in our bedroom as he usually is. Tonight, I’m so tired that I’m not sure that I can please him, that I can do my job like he wants me to.

“Come here, tell daddy how your day has gone.” He whispers to me, holding his arms out.

“I’m so tired,” I tell him, almost giving him a warning as I get on the bed and into his arms like he wants me to.

“Even too tired to tell me how your day has gone?” He huffs, kissing me gently on the neck.

“No, I suppose not that tired.” I giggle at him.

“Good. I want to hear all about it.” He loosens his grip on me so that I can lay my head on his chest, feeling his hands run up and down my arm.

“We went out to lunch, and then he invited us over for dinner this evening. I told him that I was too tired. I postponed that for tomorrow, and he’s expecting you there as well.” I point out to him.

“Good, I always love how Gavin cooks.” He says, planting a kiss on my head. “Count me in.”

I thought that it was going to be hard to communicate with Jason at first when I moved in, but it’s been easy. He respects me like a lady as he should in public, but in the bedroom, in the bedroom he dominates me. He tells me what I’m going to do to him to please him.

“Now, how about you let me…” He lets his voice trail off.

“I’m tired, I don’t think that I’m going to be able to do anything tonight,” I tell him, nuzzling closer to him, showing him that I do love him.

“I was going to say let me please you. You’ve made me so happy over these past few months and I want to show you appreciation.” He whispers against my ear, using that harsh voice of his that tells me that I should obey.

I nod my head as I gasp, and he pushes me down onto the bed to have his way with me.