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Lynne had tears in her eyes when Leif parked the car, and then gently escorted her onto the ferry. It was a local ferry, so it was rather small, and it only had a top and a bottom floor.
It was lovely to Lynne to be able to get on this Ferry. She'd wanted to ride since she was a child, and never got around to it as a grown woman, when she was free and on her own. It really symbolized the beginning of getting all the things she'd wished for as a little girl. Things that were denied, and she spent many nights wishing for when she couldn't sleep, Leif gave them to her tenderly in her hands, and what was more, he enjoyed giving her experiences she'd never had. He acted like it made him just as happy, as she got, having the experience.
And Leif called himself the dream catcher. She didn't know what she'd done to deserve this soulful man's sweet tenderness, but God must love her some kind of way to bless her with this man, despite those excommunication threats. She'd all but forgotten about the harshness of her family. This life, she spent with Leif, was the real life.
He escorted her proudly onto the ferry, his hand laced protectively in his.
"Go ahead and choose the seat that you want, and I'll bring your cocoa baby," he added dotingly.
"Where do you want to sit?" asked Lynne.
"I asked you where you want to sit. I don't give a damn where we sit. Where I want to sit doesn't matter. You're the one who's had the shitty day, and a shitty father who lied to you about the ferry. I want to sit where my Lynney wants to sit. Go on and choose a seat, scoot," he said playfully smacking her rear.
She could sit wherever she wanted. My how he spoiled her! She grinned at him and picked a seat near the back of the Ferry, where no one else was sitting, which had a stunning view of the water.
"Very nice choice. Nice and private back here too. Hopefully no one comes over here and ruins our party," said Leif playfully.
"I know, right. Every time you pick a nice, serene spot like this, some idiot comes and spoils it," laughed Lynne.
"So that's one large hot cocoa with a ton of marshmallows. Any candy or any other treats for my Lynney. You've had a hard day, and your man has big pockets, and I just want to spoil you today. You want popcorn or anything else," he asked sweetly.
"No, I just really want the cocoa Leif. And hurry back. It's chilly. I need your body heat, I want you to put your arms around me," said Lynne brushing her shoulders.
"Yes Ma'am," said Leif, and he was off to the concession stand to get Lynne her hot cocoa.
He returned with a huge paper cup of cocoa and a brown paper bag.
He handed her the cocoa and the brown paper bag.
"What's this?" said Lynne gesturing at the bag before grabbing the bag and the cocoa.
Leif patted his lap.
"My favorite girl gets to sit on my lap. I know you love sitting on my knees," he added kissing her forehead.
Lynne did love his lap. She just didn't want to embarrass him in public. Didn't want him to be ashamed because she was so starved for the sweet affection he nourished her with. Climbing all over him in private was one thing, but in public was another.
"Are you sure...people might stare...I don't want to embarrass you," said Lynne softly.
He looked lovingly into her eyes. He looked so lovingly into her eyes with his sky blue eyes he absorbed her with his warmth. He cocked his head to the side, as though he was trying to see through her.
"No one's back here. So who's gonna stare? Even if everyone comes back here, I don't give a shit! You're my woman, and you love to cuddle and snuggle with me. I like it too. Does it embarrass you to sit in my lap in public Lynney?" he asked sweetly.
It didn't embarrass her, she loved cuddling up to him wherever they were.
She shook her head no emphatically. It didn't embarrass her at all.
"Well good then. You're gonna be my wife, and you should never, ever be embarrassed to share your man's love, and his affection. You're welcome to my lap whenever you want it, I don't care if it's in public or not. Doesn't embarrass me to cuddle my sweet princess. It doesn't embarrass me anymore than being raunchy with you, and being inside you. Hell, I like being close to you too. Now climb on my knees, I know you want to," he added, pulling her into his arms.
Lynne sat across his knees, cuddling up to his chin.
Being cared for him lovingly felt so good all over her heart, and she felt those sweet, warm, sensual urges start to build in her body, her stomach and pussy was all tingly when he dotingly kissed her forehead. She blushed a little and then remembered how much all the feelings were related. His kindness aroused her, and it was normal. He felt the same way for her, he told her so.
She hugged him around his neck and buried her head under his chin. She loved resting there, safe and secure, and the smell of his sweet after-shave.
She had her cocoa and this mysterious paper bag in her hand like a spoiled princess.
"So I know this one is the cocoa, but what's in this paper bag?" asked Lynne.
"Well, I know you like lots of marshmallows. I told the guy to put as many marshmallows in there as he could, because I loved my wife very much, and she'd had a tough day today and I wanted to make her happy. I'm sorry I lied about the wife part, but I just can't wait Lynney," he added like a happy little boy.
Lynne chuckled with delight.
"That's the best lie you ever told, so sweet. It's okay. I can't wait until you're my husband. I catch myself calling you that too sometimes. I still don't understand how the marshmallows relate to the bag," said Lynne.
"You're so particular and smart, you won't even let me get to the heart of the story. Open the bag little brainiac," said Leif playfully.
Lynne opened the paper bag, and it was stuffed with marshmallows. Lynne chuckled with delight.
"He kept asking me was that enough, and I said no. And after a while I said, she really likes marshmallows with the cocoa and she's wanted to ride this ferry since she was little and it was her first time today. I told him, you were beautiful, and I wanted to get you whatever you wanted, because I thought, well, I thought you never got the chance to have what you wanted when you were a little girl. I told him I'd buy the marshmallows from him, to be sure you had enough. He said he thought it was sweet that I wanted to make you happy, but he looked around to make sure no one was listening. Then he dumped a shit load of marshmallows in this bag. I offered to pay, but he said there were a hell of a lot of marshmallows back there. He says he hopes you like the cocoa," added Leif as an after thought.
Lynne was furiously wiping her tears by the time she found out what was in the bag.
"Oh baby, thank you so much! There are more marshmallows here than I ever think I could need. I love you so much!" said Lynne kissing his cheek.
She didn't need anyone to explain to her that the marshmallows were a metaphor for Leif's love, and he wanted to stuff her with love and kindness until she felt full of his love, the same way he wanted her cocoa full of marshmallows.
Lynne opened the bag of marshmallows but before she'd gotten to reach in the bag, he was popping the mini marshmallows in her mouth.
"Let me. I want to baby," he added between tiny pecks of her mouth.
The marshmallows were sweet and chewy like she loved, and nibbling them from Leif's fingers was fun.
She sipped the cocoa, and it was rich and delicious but too hot, so she only took a brief sip before the ferry started to move, and make inroads, cutting through the inlet of the bay.
She heard the slight sound of the sound of the ferry leaving the dock.
Leif must have realized the cocoa was hot, because he pulled the lid back and blew on the cocoa, and blew on the cocoa, trying to cool it off for her.
Just that simple gesture! Wanting it to be comfortable for her mouth, and not wanting her to have to do it.
"Damn, I'm so spoiled," said Lynne.
And she was smiling through her tears.
"Yes, you are. And it's high time you are. I didn't like what I saw back there with mom and dad. I don't think you ever knew what it was like to be spoiled, as cute and sweet as you are. But you're gonna learn it now. You're gonna be one rotten ass wife. I gotta get in all that spoiling and fast, because we're gonna have some rotten ass kids too, but once they come along, I have to divide my spoiling. Of course with them it will be different, because I don't want to raise total brats. So I can't spoil them as much as I spoil you, but still, my attention will be divided, so I won't be able to spoil quite as effectively. So I figure there are about half a dozen years to get you good and rotten, and then I'll just be doing a maintenance of keeping you rotten until they get out of the house, and once they move out, then you'll be Leif's rotten ass wife again, but by this time, you'll also be old. So you'll probably be mean too," he teased.
Lynne chuckled until she snorted. Not only was he sweet but he made her laugh too.
"Leif only, only if I get to spoil you too. That's the only way these dreams work," she said playfully.
"Well fine, I get dibs on the spoiling. I called it first. Plus you're cuddly, and soft, and tiny, and you had a not so great childhood. So, you can spoil me, but only if I get first dibs," he added playfully.
Only the two of them would be arguing about who could spoil each other more.
