She was in a darkly lit room. Her eyes looking up at the mirror on the ceiling as she replayed a moment that made her breathing hitch.
Her dirty blonde hair, spiraled out under her and she couldn't help but think about her beloved, who always loved seeing her in this position when he hovered over her...
She turned to check her phone for the time, any minute now.
She hoped she didn't fall asleep again.
She hasn't seen or heard her beloved in a few days and it drove her up the walls but tonight, tonight she was going to hear his husky and deep voice that always unnerved her.
She felt her skin erupt with goosebumps at the thought of him.
When her ring tone filled the room, she looked down to find his name on her screen, she almost stopped breathing.
She pressed the green button and brought the phone to her ear.
Waited for his voice to fill her ears.
"Princess?" He called out, his voice sounding tired but elevated.
She released a breath she didn't know she was holding, "Hi,"
He chuckled, "What do I keep telling you about answering the phone and not saying anything?"
"That I shouldn't do it," I answered biting my lip.
"Yes, don't do it..." He said, "God I miss you so much, tell me how have you been? Are you okay? How has work been?"
"I've been fine, work is okay we actually have this new student who is from Port Elizabeth and he has caused so much havoc in just two days he's been here. Other teachers think he is possessed." she said finishing with a chuckle.
He joined her chuckle, "And, what's your diagnosis of him?"
"I think he is just scared..." I said, "he is acting out because he is in a foreign place and he is scared of being the new kid that everyone decides whether they like him or not..." I babbled on, recapping him about the things he has missed.
"Of course you do Princess but be careful, not all people have a good side to them okay?" he cautioned, the edge in his voice telling me really needed me to get that.
I smiled softly, "I know Prince, I will be careful."
"Has Greg been by to check on you?"
"Yes, and so has your little sister and mother... Prince, I can handle a few days by myself." I huffed out.
He sighed, "The check-ups are not for you. They are for my sanity, I don't like being away from you..."
"Neither do I,"
He sighed deeply, "So...all those stories you've been writing on Writco, have you been wishing they were true? Were you imagining me and you?"
She shifted in the bed, her face burning up. Flustered.
"What were you thinking of when you were writing all that?" he asked, his voice thick with desire and love for the woman he addressed, "Were you thinking about me? My body over yours? Or my hands...gripping your thick hair back and allowing myself full access to your lips and neck?"
She inhaled sharply, her eyes fluttered shut as she listened to him, following the image he painted for her.
"Were you wet when you wrote about me?" He asked in a hoarse tone that confirmed that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. "Are you wet for me now Princess?"
Her folds clenched at his word, the truth in them making her feel embarrassed slightly. She rubbed her thighs together, trying to get some friction to aid her delimma.
"Prince...", she cried out, her head tilting back instinctively.
"Yes Princess?" he growled out
She whined softly, her need becoming apparent. "I need..."
"I know Princess..." he said softly.
Her eyes opened widely, "How do you know?"
"You're mine, I always know..." he said and she could imagine the smirk on his face, "What are you wearing?"
"I'm in your black Beatles t-shirt and...my new panties..." she revealed twisting her legs around each other under the quilt that covered her.
"New panties?" he questioned, an evident smirk on his face.
She giggled mischievously, "Yes, the red ones, with the bow that were delivered to me today..."
She could hear the smile in his voice, "You're wearing those right now?"
"Mmh humm,"
He chuckled dangerously low, "I really wanted to see you in those when you wore them for the first time...why did you open your present without asking permission first?"
She sighed, "I'm sorry, I got excited..."
He growled, "Do they fit well?"
"They are very comfortable, I especially love the lace...mmmh uhm Aaah..." She whimpered softly, unable to push away the fire building from her abdomen.
He chucked softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that Princess... You especially love what?"
"Uhm sorry I thought the, I felt uhm nevermind I was saying I especially love the ahhhh-" she moaned out, unable to contain the sound and that is exactly what he loved to hear.
"What did you think baby? That your panties just vibrated?" He chuckled, "Because if that's what you were thinking than you are right. They did infact vibrate...here they go again..."
Her moans filled the room she was in and filled his ear as he adjusted the intensity on the app on his phone.
"You see what happens when you open a present before its given to you?" He asked stopping the vibration just when her cries were building up to her edge.
She cried out in need, "I'm sorry, I will never do it again...please."
"Maybe if you call me with the name you wrote in story I will reconsider turning it back on..." He challenged turning the dial up and off again.
She inhaled sharply, "Daddy...please..."
He smiled back, satisfied. "Well, since you asked so nicely..."

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