CHAPTER SIX
“When I said you could be in charge tonight, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind.” I give my wife a mock glare as I push an errant curl of her chestnut hair over her shoulder, then kiss the top of her head.
“I don’t remember you saying there wasn’t anything I couldn’t do.” The little minx smiles up at me from where she’s sprawled out on my chest. “Maybe next time we roleplay like this, you should be more specific if you don’t want me to do something.”
She does have a point, but I can’t let her know I agree this easily.
When my baby girl earned a prize from her Daddy for good behavior, she presented the idea that we switch roles for an evening. While I’m normally the boss in our day-to-day lives, Sylvie requested to be my Mistress as her win. She wanted to plan an experience for us that was completely out of our usual wheelhouse, and I have to admit, it was fucking out of this world hot. Getting to lay back and watch as she spread her wings, taking charge of me for the first time in the ten years we’ve been together, I’m still semi-hard thinking about it.
Rolling us over, I lace our fingers together and pin her hands to the mattress, putting her exactly where I know she loves to be . . . under me.
“I knew it was a mistake showing you where I keep the handcuffs.” I rock my groin into hers and watch her eyes roll back in pleasure.
“Oh, Daddy,” she purrs like the beautiful sex kitten she always is, “I know exactly where you keep all our toys.”
I press my hips harder to stop our movements. She knows to lock her eyes with mine when we’re like this. Her eyes always need to be on mine if we aren’t moving together. “How? I blindfold you so you can’t see my secrets.”
“That’s for me to know. But maybe if you’re good tonight, I’ll let you in on my secrets.”
“Wrong answer, baby girl,” I growl in response as I lean down to bite her shoulder. Letting go, I see my mark already growing on her. It won’t be the last she has before the sun comes up. “Just because I gave you free rein for the night doesn’t mean I’m not still in charge.”
“Yes, Daddy.” My Sylvie’s eyes sparkle with her obedience and love.
“Good girl.” I playfully nip at her beautiful, kiss-swollen lips. They’re slightly bruised because of me, and that’s just how I like them.
“I love you, Daddy.” Her fingers wiggle against mine, and I know right away what she needs. I let her hands free so she can thread her fingers into my hair, pushing the longer strands out of our faces. It allows me to lean down and kiss her with nothing in the way of our lips.
“I love you too, baby girl.” I kiss her again. “I’m your Daddy. You’re my baby girl. I’m the one in charge now, and I think it’s time for you to learn a little lesson.”
“What’s that?”
“What goes around, comes around, sweet girl.” I reach up and grab the one set of unbroken handcuffs and dangle them from my crooked finger as she smiles the brightest smile up at me.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
“There’s my dirty girl.”
THE END!