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All those years playing with myself, getting myself off with vibrators and dildos, none of that compares to Daniel. He envelopes me in his dominance, driving out every thought until I can only feel.

He looms over me, his long hair brushing against my skin. “Are you going to be a good girl for me and come all over Daddy’s cock?”

His words stir up something deep inside me, pushing away all the hurts and anger from those many years. I want so desperately to be his good girl, to believe that this is real. Maybe this time, it will actually work. Maybe we can last beyond tonight.

“Come for me, Princess,” he urges, his voice raw with need. Daniel surges in one last time, pulsing deep inside me as he comes, triggering another mind-blowing orgasm. I cry out, running my hand over his arms, needing that touch, reassuring myself that he’s real. This is real.

Dipping forward, he slides his lips across my forehead, humming his satisfaction. “Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed, shall we?” He whispers, holding me close.

“Sounds like a plan.” He pulls out of me, holding the edge of the condom, so it doesn’t fall. “If we’re quiet, we can sneak out of here naked. I’d hate for you to have to put your clothes back on.”

Daniel grins at me, his smile finally reaching his eyes. “I’m glad you like what you see. You’re going to be stuck with it for a while. Now get to your room before I fuck you again on this hard floor.”

Giggling, I roll to my side and spring up, half-walking, half-running back to my room, keeping Daniel in my sights behind me. I never knew happiness could hurt, but deep inside, everything feels like it wants to just burst out of my chest. Maybe someday, things will get bad again, but by that time, I’m hoping our relationship is strong enough to weather any storm. In the meantime, I’m going to embrace every second I can.

CHAPTER 26

Daniel

I let her run ahead of me. It’s adorable that she thinks she actually has a chance, but being the good Daddy I am, I let her hold onto her illusion, at least for a few more moments. Stalking in behind her, I look around the room I “kidnapped” her from and smile. It appears empty, but I know she’s in here somewhere.

Creeping in further, I scan the room, noting anything that looks different or out of place. “Hmmm. I wonder where she went,” I muse aloud, actually letting some of the happiness I’m feeling infuse into my body. “Let’s see. She’s not on the bed.”

I toss the covers aside even though she clearly isn’t there. It’s all part of the act. A slight shift of movement catches my eye as she pulls her toes under the bed after being exposed by the cover toss. Grinning from ear to ear, I ignore that and walk over to the closet. “Hmm. Not in the closet. I guess she must have left.”

A soft giggle pierces the silence, followed by a gasp. She really is bad at this game. “Wait. I know. She must be in the bathroom.” Walking over, I make my footsteps heavy, indicating where I’m going. I open the door wide enough to toss the used condom into the trashcan but don’t go in. Crossing my arms, I stand there, waiting Cindy out. Eventually, she’ll get antsy. I know her.

Sure enough, after several minutes, she slides out from under the bed, toes first. I tiptoe my way over, not letting her have any warning of my whereabouts before grasping her ankle and tugging her forward. Cindy’s screech of surprise fills the room, and for a moment, I worry she’ll wake the other guests.

Reaching forward, I clamp my hand over her mouth, silencing her scream. “Now, now, little girl. I won’t have you waking anyone up. No one is going to rescue you. You’re completely at my mercy.”

Her eyes widen, but it’s not fear coming off of her. It’s arousal. Reaching down, I feel how wet she is again and grin. “Is my greedy girl ready for more?” With my hand clamped over Cindy’s mouth, she’s unable to speak. Instead, she nods her head. Chuckling, I pull my hand away and tsk softly. “You’re just going to have to wait. There’s some stuff we need to settle first.”

Cindy gives me the most adorable pout, and I have no choice but to answer that petulant show of defiance. Turning her to the side, I swat her ass and finish pulling her out from under the bed. The arousal from earlier dissipates as she gets closer to me. I know she wants this to be all fun and games, but it can’t be. Not if we actually want to give this a fighting chance.

“Listen to me, Cin. We need to set some ground rules if we’re going to make this relationship work. First off, I want to make it clear that I love you. God, Cin, I’ve loved you for so long, and just the thought of finally having you, it almost doesn’t seem real.” I slide my fingers over her cheek, cock twitching as she nuzzles my hand.

“I love you too, Dan - Daddy. I -.” She falters for a moment, looking completely lost. “I don’t really know what to call you. Like, are you, Daddy, all the time? Are you Sir?”

Pulling her close, I stand us both up and sit on the bed, dragging her onto my lap. “This is why I want us to talk. It’s not a bad thing to hash some of this out.” Again, I touch her cheek, marveling once more that she’s actually here. “Do you think you’ve earned the right to call me Daniel?”

Cindy’s eyes close for a moment. “I’m sorry I stole the petty cash. I guess I haven’t been doing the absolute best I could have.”

“Thank you for apologizing. Truth be told, I’m partly to blame as well. I should have guided you better. I knew you weren’t qualified and threw you into the deep end with no life jacket. That wasn’t me being a good Daddy to you. A good Daddy teaches his little girl. He helps her to be the best that she can, and for that, I’m sorry too.”

I pause for a bit, not sure how exactly to continue. There’s so much to atone for, so much that I’ve fucked up. It will take me years to make up for it all. “There’s a lot about our work situation that was me taking care of you in the best way I know how. I wanted you safe. I wanted you to look your best and act your best. I won’t apologize for doting on you or making you come for me, but I will apologize for the tears I made you cry. Those were unnecessary.”

A few tears slide down her cheeks, and I reach up to brush them away. “Talk to me, Cin. What’s on your mind, baby?”

“I - I don’t want you to fire me, but I really feel so lost at work.”

Chuckling, I pull her head down to rest on my chest, letting her tears soak into my shirt. “You’re not going to be fired. Not now anyway. I can’t lose my best girl, now can I? Don’t worry, love. I’ll figure something out.” Sliding my knuckle under her chin, I pull Cindy’s face up to look at me. “Wanna get a shower?”

The watery smile she gives me tugs at my heart. “Sounds like a plan. But first.” She hops off my lap, that devilish smile quirking her lips. “You’re extremely overdressed.”

“You’re right. Should I take it off, or would you like to do that?”

“Hmmm. Can I rip it off like you did my dress?”