Page 2 of Daddy’s Perfect Pair

We will always be together. Him and I against the entire damn world. But something was always missing, we just didn’t figure out what until I accidently went down the rabbit hole of Daddy Dom/Little books on my Kindle. That was the moment we knew, and we never looked back.

“I’m cumming!” I scream as he moves my leg over his shoulder to fuck me harder until he’s roaring his release inside me and dropping onto the bed.

“Fuck, Jules. How can I never get enough of you?” He pulls me into his arms, and I giggle like a little kid on Christmas morning.

“Because you love me to the moon and back a billion times over?” I can hear my voice taking on a Little tone, and he cuddles me closer.

“That I do, babe.” He kisses my head, and we cuddle until I hear my phone ding from the nightstand.

I share a look with him. “Do you think it’s another creepy guy? Maybe we should take the ad down and find a better way.”

He sighs. “I don’t know, Jules. This was kind of your idea. I wouldn’t have any clue where to begin.”

I nod, knowing what he means. We both want this, but being so new to the idea, and having only been with each other, it feels almost impossible to trudge ahead.

I know he loves me, but I also know he desires men and wants to fulfill that part of himself.

He’s always been attracted to guys, but it was never something he felt comfortable exploring until we found out we were both Littles and in need of a Daddy.

Technically, I’m a Switch, so I’m both a Mommy and a Little.

I’ve always leaned towards being a nurturing person and taking care of everything in our lives. It’s like second nature to me, but sometimes I enjoy just dressing cute and sweet and cuddling with stuffies.

I love laying on a blanket bed in front of the tv with all the junk food I can find, while watching cartoons and Disney Channel musicals.

It’s an odd balance, which is one of the reasons we decided to try and find one Daddy for both of us, but it hasn’t been going well.

“Just check it and see.” He kisses my head, looking down into my eyes. “It’s always going to be you and me, Jules.”

I nod, lifting up to kiss him gently. “I love you, Peter.”

He smiles. “I love you too. Now check the email.” His voice is higher pitched, and we both giggle as I reach for the phone.

We’re both shaking with nerves as I load the email, wondering if this could be the one we finally want to meet.

Hi,

I’d really like to meet you both and discuss some things. Maybe over a nice dinner?

My treat.

If you agree to meet, I’d like you to give someone else my following information, so you aren’t meeting a stranger without someone knowing your whereabouts.

Trey Adams

CEO of Life Solar and Water Properties

Age 33

*See attached picture.*

I’ve made reservations for seven p.m. at the Italian restaurant on Fifth and Lexington.

If you want to meet up, I will be there, and the hostess will be expecting you.

Be safe.

Trey.

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