Our satin sheets felt liquid as I slid into bed beside you and nestled against you. You rolled from your back to your side and scooped me closer. “What time is it?” you asked, your voice hoarse with sleep. “It’s late.” “Did you get your painting done?” “Yes.” My hands were raw from scrubbing, still…
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Welcome Home
Daddy, you’re finally home. I’ve been waiting so long for you. Feels like forever. Do you like my outfit? *twirl* It’s that new lingerie set you bought for me, the cute black one with the leaves on it. The one with the garter belt and the little thong that I know you wanted to see…
Cozy
“You didn’t tell me your friend’s place was…” I trailed off, looking around the massive marble-tiled entryway. I think my first apartment was smaller. Than the entryway. “I know.” You smiled at me, that same wicked smile that always made me melt. “It’s massive. And it’s all ours until she gets back from Japan tomorrow….