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Where are you now?
In the parking lot at work. Getting ready to drive to you.
That’s a good girl. Come home to me, princess. I need you.
I’ll be right there, Daddy.
I can’t wait. I love you. XOXO, Daddy.
With a smile on my face and more hope than I knew what to do with, I made my way home. Not to my own house, but to Daddy’s.
My true home.
Right where I belonged.
Chapter Twenty-One
“Happy Valentine’s Day, princess,”Daddy whispered in my ear. I was still half asleep, enjoying the enveloping warmth of a perfectly comfy bed and Daddy’s perfectly rock hard cock pressed against my bottom.
“Mmm,” I groaned sleepily, stretching languidly up against his hard body.
“I have something for you,” he whispered against the shell of my ear, pressing a kiss into my hair as I squirmed.
“Is it going back to sleep for a few more hours?” I groaned. He chuckled and turned away from me.
“No, but I do have something for you to open.”
I sat up slowly, blinking as my eyes struggled to adjust to the early morning light. As soon as I could clearly make out the room again through my sleep-hazed vision, he pressed a red envelope into my hands.
“For me?” I asked with a yawn.
“Yes, princess. Just for you. Open it.” I swore that grin of his would kill me someday, but for now I happily tore open the envelope, the wordprincessscrawled on the front with his scratchy lettering.
To my beloved princess,
Nothing has made me happier than the day you agreed to be my princess, my own little girl. These last weeks have been some of the best in my life. To celebrate our first Valentine’s Day, I want to give you something special. So get dressed and let me show you your gift. Daddy loves you.
XOXO, Daddy
Tears filled my eyes as I turned to wrap my arms around his broad frame.
“Come with me,” he whispered against the shell of my ear. I would have been happy to stay put right there cuddled in Daddy’s arms, but what Daddy said, I did.
“Where are we going?” I murmured into his chest. He smelled so good. Maybe I could convince him to stay right here and just hold me for a while longer. Surely he would say yes. But Daddy had other plans.
“Down to the playroom. I have something to show you.”
“Is it my present?” I whispered excitedly, almost not daring to hope for a treat. I did love treats from Daddy, though.
“It is. Now hurry that cute little butt up and go take a look at the surprise Daddy got you.” I could hear his footsteps behind me as I raced down the stairs, but nothing could have prepared me for what awaited me as I opened the playroom door.
The entire room had changed. Where once there had been simple cream walls decorated with a few wall hangings here and there, now stood a little girl’s dream room. The walls were painted in the most beautiful dark sage green, with brown accents here and there to set the color off. Along the walls hung different decorations, all in a woodland creature theme. A new comforter lay over the bed, and a soft cream rug sat in one corner of the room under a sheer canopy that hung from theceiling. Above the toddler bed I had slept in many times now was the wordPrincess, in a beautiful scrawling script.
Tears pricked at my eyes, my shaking fingers covering my mouth as I took in the beauty of what he had done.
“Daddy…” I began in an awe-filled whisper.
“Do you like it, princess?”
