My first thought as I wake up is about You and the fun we had last night. I slide out of bed quietly so I don't wake You, but can't resist looking back to watch You for a moment. Your feet hang off the bottom of my bed and it makes me giggle. I feel like all of me got a workout last night and a hot shower is in order.
I hear You grumble as You roll out of my bed and kick the foot board. I forgot to warn You that it does attack at times. I hide my smile in the washcloth when You walk into the bathroom. Without hesitation, You step into my shower and block the water from me. Now I am not amused, but before I can say anything, You gently turn me around and continue washing my hair that is covered in shampoo. I raise my arms and lean forward into the shower wall a bit.
You ask how I'm feeling and I just moan. “Daddy can fix that”, You tell me. You slowly lather up my washcloth and gently wash all of me and then set me under the water to rinse me off. Before I know what's happening, You scoop me up and take me back to bed. I feel so cared for and cherished as You dry my hair. Soon Your hands start to roam. Your simple command of “lay back Angel” makes my heart race. I am learning that You call me Angel when You want to play.
You start at my inner thighs and kiss Your way to my ache. “Yes Daddy, kiss it and make it feel better. Please. Please Daddy!” I close my eyes and just feel You explore me. Tongue on my clit and fingers in my wetness. I feel the need build.....”not yet Angel, wait till Daddy says you can.” “Please Daddy, I can't wait!” I grip Your head so You won't stop. I hear a low chuckle. “Ok my Angel, cum for Daddy.” I rock my hips as I cry out and my release rips through me.
After a few moments of pure bliss, I look down at You and You give me a stern look. "We're going to have to work on your patience baby girl. Ready to try again?"
