princes's Note for Daddy

[Daddy's Princess]

I bury my head into his neck, as his arms pulled me in closer to him and I relaxed. There was something different about him. I don’t know if it was our history or the primal lust or the fire he ignited in me…but I felt so calm in his arms that I can’t find the reason I walked away from him the first time. We fit…really well. Our bodies able to communicate without words, my body burning for his touch from the minute he walked in the door. But he was scary, and as much as I wanted things to go back to the way they were, there was no way they could. There were things I couldn’t understand and reasons that I couldn’t explain, but I could never be his again. For now I’ll enjoy the laughs, the kisses, the moans, the multitude of sweat…and him. I’ll enjoy the safety and the comfort and the love I get from his embrace, but only for a moment.