When Daddy tells me he is not done with me yet... my heart starts beating insanely fast. I was genuinely upset a few minutes ago. Not that I'm foolish enough to think that I was his first Babygirl... I clearly am NOT! But my delusional side was maybe hoping to be the only one... currently!
Should I ask him?
He suddenly lifts the hem of my oversized tee shirt and takes it off over my head. He then captures my breasts, caressing my nipples tenderly.
"You are so pretty, Babygirl!"
"Would you say I'm the prettiest of all your Babygirls?" I ask him before I could stop myself.
I close my eyes, regretting my impulsive question immediately, while his hands stay still.
"What?" He asks me.
Gulping loudly... trying to muster the courage to repeat my stupid question... I inhale deeply before looking into his golden eyes again: "Would you say I'm the prettiest? Of all of them? How many of us are there anyway?"
Shit! I can't stop myself. Biting my bottom lip, I wait anxiously for his response...
Then something unexpected happens, he laughs!
He bursts in such a genuine, loud laughter, his hands still holding each of my round boobs, I feel so embarrassed and stupid...
I push him away from me, ready to storm out.
But he holds me by my wrists as quickly, squeezing them. "Don't do that!"
I keep trying to loosen his hold on my wrists, but to no avail: "Stop Baby!"
"I didn't find it funny! I don't like being laughed at!"
"I was not laughing at you, Schatzi! I was happy... It's very different!" he exclaims sternly.
"Happy?"
"Yes!" he continues, letting go of my wrists and resumes to massage my breasts... so tenderly my nipples get painfully harder. "I was happy because you seem to be jealous..." he whispers in my ears. "Jealous of some inexistant other girls." He confirms while nipping my earlobe.
His revelation makes me roll my eyes to the back of my head, while leaning on his sexy lips.
"You promise?"
"Schatzi! I have no reason to lie to you." He forces me to look into his eyes. "There is no other ones!"
"Ok, Daddy!" I smile at him.
He brings his lips down to my nipples, sucking them... one after the other... flicking them with his hungry tongue...
I cannot do anything more than sliding my fingers inside his blond hair and press him against me... Enjoying his delicious torture...
I wonder if he can feel how fast my heart is beating right now... I wonder if he can feel how hot my skin is burning under his touch...
I still can feel his cum deep inside me... my pussy is gushing between my legs.
Feeling a little more confident and daring now... I decide to put my hand on his cock... realizing that it is already regaining its bravado again.
Like he could guess what is going on through my mind, he speaks between my chest: "You see what you do to Daddy, Babygirl? Can you feel how much Daddy wants you?" He brings his eyes to mine: "It only wants you right now" He concludes so seriously it makes him look even sexier.
"Yes... I can see that, Daddy"
"Do you want to be Daddy's only little girl?"
The question is not casual, he is serious... And without the need to think about it twice, I nod in affirmative quickly: "Yes, I do!"
He smiles tenderly...
"Alright then... in that case, we need to take care of something" he announces as his smile is replaced by a colder stare.
"We do?" I interrogate, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes!" he responds coldly, making me shiver: "Call Noah, now!"
"What?" I yell unintentionally.
"You haven't broken up with him yet. Am I wrong?"
I'm left flabbergasted... how the hell does he know?
"How could you..." I start, feeling both surprised and offended.
"Tsk! Tsk! Don't start now. You opened the Pandora's box... You want to be my only Babygirl! I expect the same from you. CALL. HIM. NOW!"
My eyes are so wide, I feel like they could come out of their sockets... I don't know what to do... What to say... He is not wrong. I cannot expect exclusivity while I still have a boyfriend...
Gulping loudly, I try to locate my phone which I left on my nightstand this whole time. With trembling hands, I search for Noah's contact.
"Come sit here Schatzi!" He orders me while pointing next to him.
I take a seat and look at him with pleading eyes... desperately hoping for him to change his mind.
"Can't I just text him?... Please, Daddy?"