Page 58 of Chasing Amber

“Never. Are you sure you can put up with me? I’m sassy, and I can be a pain in the ass.”

I chuckle. I’ve never done anything like this before. Pillow talk. And I’m beyond aware my cock is still hard inside my girl. “Baby, you’ve been a sassy pain in my ass for two years. I’ve been in love with you most of that time.”

She gives me a slow smile. Her breathing is shallower now and even. “I’m scared. What is this going to look like?”

I rise to look down at her, cupping her face. “It’s normal to be nervous, but we’re going to be the tightest couple alive, baby. It’s going to look like sunshine and happiness. It will take on different facets, and we’ll navigate what those are as we go along. Trial and error.”

She bites into her bottom lip. I know she’s nervous. This was a huge step. Everything about our relationship has shifted a dozen times in the last two days. This was the most important change, though. The rest will be a matter of fine-tuning, figuring out what my girl needs and how much she needs, and then filling those voids.

“What if you get tired of…”

I set my hand over her lips, trying not to touch her chin. “Look at me, Amber,” I order, keeping her from speaking.

She stares into my eyes.

“I know you have insecurities. I don’t know where they come from, but I know they exist. I’m here to stay. You can’t get rid of me. I’ve been here two years, haven’t I?”

She gives a slight nod.

“Did you not do everything in your power to chase me off?”

She smiles under my hand, her eyes crinkling, and nods again.

“Did I leave?” I ease my hand away.

“No,” she whispers.

“You think I might leave now that I’ve had the sweetest pussy on Earth wrapped around my cock?” I tease.

She shrugs.

“The answer is no. Every time you’ve pulled your Houdini act for the past two years, I knew what you were really doing—testing me. Wondering what would be the last straw. When would I give up and leave.”

She purses her lips.

“There is no last straw, baby. As your Daddy, things will be different now. I won’t just silently hunt you down and drag you home. I will also spank your naughty bottom. If you run again, I will find more creative ways to discipline you until you know in your heart that nothing will chase me off. When you slip through my fingers, it shaves weeks off my life, though, because you’re not just a job, Amber. You’re my life. If anything happened to you, I would never forgive myself for not keeping you safe. Do you understand that?”

She swallows. “Yes, Sir.”

We’ve had this chat already, but it’s worth repeating. I need to be certain my girl gets me and won’t do anything reckless. “If you need to test my commitment, please do it at home? Yell at me. Use bad words. Stomp. Lie on the floor and have a tantrum. Be the biggest brat who ever lived if you need to. I willneverlet you down. You can count on me to discipline you every time and love you just as hard after your punishment.”

A tear escapes her eye, and I wipe it away before I kiss her cheek where it landed. “You’re home, baby. You’re safe, loved, and cherished. Nothing else matters.”

For a few minutes, neither of us says a word as we stare at each other. She gives me that contented smile I want to see every day of my life. She gives me her eyes, which is my favorite part of our shift in relationship dynamics.

Eventually, she clutches my cock with her pussy. “You’re still hard.”

I chuckle. “I’ve been hard for two years.”

She giggles. “Fuck me again.”

“Will you scream for me again?”

She gasps. “I did not scream.”

I laugh. “Baby, I’m surprised the neighbors haven’t called the cops.”

She blushes and swats at my shoulder. “You’re exaggerating.”

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