She looked across at her significant other, his head was focused on the screen before him as he finished off some work he needed to get done.
She sighed, wanting his attention.
He looked over his screen and met her pouted face, he smirked, "Kitten stop pouting at me. I have work to do..."
She knew it, logically she knew he needed to finish his work. She knew this but that didn't stop her being jealous of the screen getting more attention than her, it didn't stop her being mad when he did what he was supposed too.
But she really wanted his attention and it seemed the more unavailable it was, the more desperate she got.
She shook her head to rid her mind of what it wanted to do and turned to the television screen in front of her.
As her favorite series played on in front of her, all she could think of was the man who was only an arms length away from her.
She gazed at him from under her long lashes, he looked handsome.
She sighed again, causing his beautiful eyes to meet hers again.
"Baby...be a good girl for me and stop sighing like you're carrying the world's problems on your shoulders."
She pouted, "Play with me,"
"I have to get this done okay, and than I will come and play with you..." he said, "Can you be a good girl for me?"
She nodded and turned her face back to the screen, channeling every vein and muscle towards being 'a good girl'.
She was allowed to look at him right?
He didn't say she couldn't do that, right?
She peered at him again, noting how his lips was set in a hard line while his brows knitted together.
He was concentrating hard on what he was doing.

What had this man done to her? Was it him? Did he do this to her or was she like this before he got here?
She sighed, contemplating this thought.
As the sound escapes her lips, he looks up and meets her eye.
Shucks! She curses under her breath, recalling how he said she should stop sighing.
She had failed at being a good girl for him.
But she really wasn't a good girl was she?
A good girl wouldn't be thinking all those things right now.
A good girl would be letting him work peacefully right now.
"Princess..." he breathe out, "what did I say about you sighing?"
"I'm sorry... I was just thinking of something." She said looking at the television.
After trying to concentrate for over two minutes she decided it was futile and decided to go and take care of the hunger that was causing her to misbehave.
She rose from the couch purposefully,
"Where are you off too?" He asked her, his eyes watching her suspiciously.
"Uhm, I'm just giving you space to work..." she half lied.
She walked into their room and inhaled deeply, his scent overpowering everything else in the room.
Perfect, she thought.
She pulled off the shorts and the short she wore, leaving them discarded on the floor.
She crawled on the bed in only her undergarments, summoning images of the man she had left downstairs.
She thought of him, as her hands roamed her body, only of him when she gasp in pleasure...
"Daddy..." she whispers
"Yes Princess?"
His voice fills the room and she freezes, he had caught her in the act.
Her face warms up and she pulls a blanket and covers her face in shame.
"So you're having fun without me?" He asked, "Without my permission?"
"I'm sorry, I tried to be a good girl but I just-"
It was his turn to sigh, he walked over to the bed, "I don't know what I was thinking, telling you to be a good girl when I know how bad you are. What is happening Princess..."
She looked at her hands shyly, "I don't know, I just I want your attention... I want to... Please..."
He crawled on the bed till he was above her, hovering, "What do you want baby? For me to play with you?"
His words set her body on fire, a fire only he can put out.
He opened her legs and placed himself between her.
She nodded, "Yes,"
He smirked, "Good girls ask for permission..."
"Yes please..." she corrected.
He smirked, the hood in his eyes letting me know that my wish was about to come through... "Okay Princess, I will give you exactly what you want..."

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