Page 35 of Loving Luna

She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

I sucked in a breath. That wasn’t the title I was waiting to hear. A harder Dom might have pushed forward, called her out on disobedience. I questioned myself. Was I pushing too fast? Dom to Daddy was a major change in our dynamic. Was I handling it wrong? I considered for several more seconds then reminded myself that she had a safe word and hadn’t used it.

I raised my brows and gazed at her expectantly. “What was that?”

“I… um… oh.” Luna’s pupils dilated and this time the arousal was unmistakable.

I held back a smirk and a shake of my head at the realization my dad had, once again, been correct.

“Yes, Daddy.”

God. The sound of it. Therightness. My whole chest puffed out as the weight of the title flooded through me. How could one simple word make me feel like I’d grown wings? “Say it again,” I commanded.

“Yes… Daddy.” Her tone was reverent, and her glassed-over eyes sparkled.

“Fuuuuck,” I groaned, closing the space between us, tucking a lock of her pink hair behind her ear and cupping her cheek.

Her eyes sparkled, with love and with mischief. “You like that… Daddy?”

“I do. Very much. But the more important thing here is do you like it?”

Slowly, as if she still couldn’t quite believe her own answer, Luna nodded. “I do. And it suits you.”

The words barely left her mouth when I lowered my head, crashing my lips against hers. I kissed her deeply, with everything I was worth. I let my kiss say all the words I wasn’t speaking.

I devoured her, pulling her body close, threading my hands through her short locks, breathing in the reality I’d waited so long to have be true. This beautiful woman was mine. My best friend, my lover, my girlfriend, my submissive and now… I was her Daddy.

When the kiss finally broke, we were both panting and breathless, staring into each other’s eyes, our foreheads pressed together, our eyes sparkling as if we couldn’t believe what we’d just decided.

“Daddy,” Luna murmured, pressing her fingers to her lips. “I can’t believe how right it feels.”

“Same,” I growled thickly. “Same, babygirl, same.”

She looked at me like she was waiting to see what I would do next and, for a second, I almost got in my head before remembering that was probably how we’d gotten here in the first place. This felt right, and I’d just done it. I needed to do more things that just felt right. If I was wrong, I’d just have to trust how well I knew Luna, that I’d be able to tell and readjust, or that she’d be comfortable enough to tell me.

It was literally why I’d reminded her of her safe word.

Stepping closer yet, until she had no choice but to retreat to accommodate me, I gently pushed until she fell backward onto the bed with a delighted giggle.

Oh, she was fine. I was fine. We were fine.

“Daddy needs you, babygirl,” I growled, standing up to strip. “Now.”

Luna only nodded, her gaze glued to my body as I ripped off my shirt and wiggled out of my jeans before stepping out of them.

When only my tented boxers were left, I climbed back on the bed, covered her body with mine and pressed a kiss to her lips before grabbing the hem of her shirt and tearing it over her head, revealing a lacy, hot pink bra that almost matched the color of her hair.

“You’re a goddess,” I murmured, tracing the lace around the crest of her breasts with my fingertips.

“Well, that works out perfectly, since you’re kinda a god.”

The compliment felt amazing, but surprisingly, not as good as “Daddy” had. And yet, even better, because it meant my sassy girl was back.

“Oh yeah?” I grinned. “A god, huh? Funny, I thought we’d just agreed I was Daddy.”

Luna smirked, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. “Shut up and kiss me.”

I wanted to. God, how I wanted to. But instead I took the opportunity to flip her onto her stomach and peel her skirt down over her hips, leaving the pink lace thong that matched her bra and exposed all of her perfect ass cheeks.

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