“Why won’t you just tell me what you got me? I’m sure it’s not this serious.”
He steps into you, cupping your face, “sweetheart, you have to be more patient. Also, your pajamas are ridiculous”he laughs.
“O come on! These are adorable!” you said gesturing towards the butt flap of your footie pajamas. He responded with an eyeroll, ever impressed by your childish antics. “Well can we watch a movie or something? Since I’m not allowed to walk about my own house now?”
“Sure.” he kisses you on the forehead before following you downstairs and into the livingroom. You sit on his lap, curling up to him; he cradles you as you inhale the warmth of his chest.
Elf wasn’t exactly the romantic holiday movie you had wanted but, both of you had seen it so many times that at this point it was merely a courtesy to glance at the screen.
It wasn't a surprise when his hands began to wander. You loved that he never tired of your body no matter how much it changed. You ignored, as he delicately undid the flap towards the back of your pajamas. He calmly palms your butt cheek, letting out a low growl as he does.
You ignore it, pretending not to love the fact that he can’t control himself around you.
He moves his hand further into the space behind you,toying with wetness at your core.
You let out a small whimper as he dips one finger inside of you.
“Shhhhhh, hush baby. You know you can’t be loud like that.”
You look up at him,eyes wide; hating when he toys with you in that way. You were never able to keep quiet when it came to him.
He pumped his finger in and of you, patting your hair softly while your eyes plead with him for more. You are sure you know he’s growing between his legs but his face doesn’t let on.
“You’re doing so well little girl.” his voice rumbles lowly , and you can’t help but feel your stomach flip.
You can feel how wet you are, soaking his fingers but, you know it’s only a tease. And he knows you never cum from just riding on his fingers.
“Please can you fuck me daddy?” you ask.
“Shhhh.shhh be patient I told you.”
“Well can we atleast go upstairs?”you ask, pushing his limits.
“I said be quiet.” he warns,grabbing your chin in his hand. Your eyes search his face and then you lean in to kiss him.
He holds you back by your chin again stopping you from reaching his lips.
“Are you gonna be good for me?” he asks, finally leaning in to let you kiss him.
“Yes daddy.”you nod excitedly jumping up.
He almost laughs at your vigor before asking you to go upstairs and put on the outfit he’s laid out in your bedroom.
A smile spreads over your lips as you race to the room, knowing the deviant things his mind can conjure up.
