Carrying her down the hallway to the honeymoon suite of the hotel, she giggles and leans up to lick my neck. I growl, unable to keep myself from attacking her for much longer.
“Careful, little one. You’re playing with fire.”
“You’re my husband now. Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?” I feel her teeth graze my chin, and I close my eyes tightly, trying to keep my legs steady as we approach the room.
The reception was wonderful, and Haley didn’t forget one detail. Our first dance was to the Christmas song ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’, and my little one giggled the whole time. She was utterly ecstatic the whole day, and that’s all I ever wanted to give her. Hell, I’d have a wedding every day if that’s what it took to make her smile like that. But when I mentioned it to her, she laughed and said one was enough.
I open the door and carry Haley through the living room. I take her straight to the bedroom, standing her up at the end of the bed.
“Tonight, little one, I want you like the first time I had you. You’ve been saving your kitty for me all day, haven’t you?”
She looks up at me through her lashes and smiles shyly. “Yes, Daddy.”
Grabbing her chin in my hand, I wait until her beautiful blue eyes meet mine. “I want you to go into the bathroom, remove your wedding dress, and get on the bed, completely naked. You’re going to give me your body just like the first time I put my cock inside you. I want you tied and blindfolded until I’m ready to take you. And when I finally decide to, I want you begging for it like we talked about this morning.”
I feel a tremor run down her body as her pupils dilate and she licks her lips.
“Now, are you ready to play, little one?”
Letting my wedding dress hit the floor, I step out of it and slip off my shoes. I’m completely naked. I wore nothing underneath my wedding dress, knowing Daddy would want me bare. I know he told me to take everything off, but I’m most definitely leaving the crown on.
Today was perfect. Every single part of it was pristine. Everything came together just like I’d wanted. From the tiny Christmas trees decorated with pink lights atop every table, to the wedding cake topper of a prince holding a princess in his arms, it was like a fairy-tale wedding come true for me. I could tell from the smile plastered on William’s face that he adored it all. But what I think made him happiest was seeing me get the wedding I really wanted. He wanted to give me that, and he did. Like always. He made sure every wish I ever had was granted.
I’d spent most of the night on the verge of happy tears, wanting to burst, I was so stinking happy. I almost did a few times, then Daddy would whisper into my ear all the naughty things he was going to do to me tonight. A whole new set a feelings would hit me, keeping the happy tears at bay.
We planned a wedding to celebrate with everyone, but just like always, when William and I are together the world fades away, leaving only the two of us. That was how we spent most of the night, me in his arms. Where I’ll be for the rest of our lives. Dancing, laughing, him making me feel like I’m the only other person in the world. Like he can’t breathe without me close. It’s an intoxicating feeling to be so cherished.
When I step out of the bathroom, I see him sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, his eyes locked on me. A dark-colored drink is in his hand. I’m sure it’s bourbon. I’ll be tasting it on his lips very soon. He lazily takes a sip, never taking his hungry eyes off me as he waits for me to give him what he wants. He wants to play. I love when we pretend it’s our first time again.