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“What?”
He nodded. “Yep. I bought one of those western action hero toy sets and they came with a prison cell, so that’s where she currently is.”
I reached out for his hand, fireworks from just touching his skin. It should’ve been illegal for this concealed firework display happening in my mind, going right up from my stomach, passing the heart and sending out all the colors behind my eyes.
“It was a whole story,” he said, taking his phone with his freehand to show me. “The storyline was about how she lost her business, committed insurance fraud, and then ended up in prison. I know, she didn’t know that Nory was going to be coming onto the scene at that point. She was the one who figured it all out.”
“I think I’m obsessed with how your beautiful brain works,” I said, my thoughts were words, and I hadn’t meant for them to come out so loud, yet here they were, right in his face for him to turn red.
“Thank you. But if you weren’t here, I would’ve had a bit of a melt down because I cannot believe I broke the house they’re supposed to be staying in,” he said, pressing the back of his hand to the wood. “I think it’s dry now.”
I hadn’t wanted to break the moment we were having, but it was probably best we continue to finish the doll house before we got too carried away with the vibe, I felt myself catching from him, it was intoxicating in the best possible way, and I desperately wanted more of it.
“I want to kiss you,” he finally said.
“Ok.”
“Like, ok, yes, we should kiss, or like, ok, I’m going to go now.”
“Like, ok, kiss me then.”
Jack pounced on me, wrestling me back against the floor of the cabin where our tongues fought each other with impassioned kisses. Each time his tongue flickered against mine, I was pulled into craning my neck and chin, trying to meet him with his playfulness.
We stopped and Jack wiped my mouth. “Check,” he said.
“Check?” I asked, propping myself up on my elbows. “I’m no mind reader now. You’ve got to be a little bit more out there with your words.”
“As in,check,” he gestured ticking on a list. “I think all that’s left to see is whether or not you still have that Daddy in you.”
“You know, I’m sure I can find that side again,” I told him, pushing back to a seated position with him at my side. “I think this is exactly what I needed.”
He nodded. “Well, Daddy, if you want to play, I’m ready to play.”
I brushed the back of my hand against his soft cheek, a breath escaping from my mouth, creating a slight moan. “You’re gonna have to be patient with me,” I said. “This is still new for me, but if you’re looking for someone to be a hand that tames and takes care of you, well, I can absolutely try.”
Biting his lower lip, his pupils grew wider as he stared at me. “Yes, Daddy.”
It was all I’d needed to hear. I hadn’t been called it in so long, it felt strange on my ears, sending a trickle down my back, forcing my spine straight as I shivered. “Good boy,” I replied. “Is that what you want to hear?”
Jack’s chest lowered slightly, lower than mine. A sign of submission, I wondered, tilting my head to side and staring at him. “Whenever you want to play, I’m ready.”
My back cracked slightly, forcing out another whine. That bed I’d been sleeping on had truly done a number to me. I’d forgotten about the days where I could’ve slept on the floor and been absolutely fine with the result, but now my body was in shreds from not being on the softest mattress.
“I’m good with my hands,” he said, showing me, the little black dots of paint covering his fingertips. “I can massage you, you know, to help get the ball rolling.”
“It would help,” I said, gesturing to the side that was in slight pain. “And I’ll reward you with dinner.”
He giggled in a much more playful tone now. “That was already the plan,” he said, and the moment his soft hands were on my skin, I melted under them. “You’ll have to reward me in another way, but that’s ok, because I have ideas.” His words grew softer, raspier as he whispered them in my ear and gently nibbled on my lobe.
All I could do was moan, it wasn’t expected. He’d taken me completely by surprise, in the best possible way.
5. JACK
I was of the thought that you should always go for something you want, and I wanted Diego. He had experience as a Daddy Dom before, he was gay, but a little closeted from what he’d said, and he was single. I went in for the kiss, which was unlike me because I often waited for the other guy to make a move first, especially when it came to Daddies, it was almost a show of them to kiss first.
Diego had been out of the Daddy game, but he said it himself, he was a quick study, and even if this was a fling for the next two weeks, I was going to make it a memorable fling on both sides.
After fixing the doll house, applying a coat of paint to the new panels, Diego made the fish we’d caught alongside some veggies and rice. It was surprisingly very delicious. He made it at his cabin, so I was there, dressed in a nice t-shirt, cargo shorts, and several layers of my caramel scented body mists. Deigo was in a nice white shirt, contrasting with his gorgeous, tanned skin.
