Yes, Daddy. || in process of editing

"F*ck, baby girl."

Tessa

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I breathed out as Daddy picked me up from school, shivering as I got into his grey Audi. He rolled up the tinted windows, putting on the heat for me. Does he like the cold? I fastened my seatbelt, sitting silent as he drove out of the lot. His breath sounded angry as he roughly stopped the car, banging his hand against the steering wheel. I touched his hand, calming him down as he continued to drive. "Did something happen at the office, Daddy?" He turned to me as he drove into our apartment complex, parking the car next to mine.

I could see how tired his eyes were, how the countless hours at the office were killing him slowly. My hand went to unbuckle my seatbelt, leaning in so my lips were barely touching him. He moved his head away, his grey eyes going away from mine. One part of me felt hurt, knowing that he turned his gaze from me and focused on something else. The other part felt relieved as a couple walked in front of our car, knowing that he turned his head on purpose. He exited the car, going to the boot to get his stuff. I breathed out as my eyes looked at the side view mirror, watching him as he carried his stuff. My body got out of the car, carrying the backpack over my shoulder before following him.

Daddy's eyes met mine as I prepared dinner for the two of us, watching me as I swayed my hips to the soft music that was playing. I blushed as my body turned around, taking the fish out of the oven. He watched me like a hawk as I plated our dinner before walking into the dining room, showing me his broad shoulders. I set one plate in front of him and the other in the placemat where I would be sitting. He looked at me as I turned around to get our drinks, bringing back his glass of pouilly fume and my glass of water. I set the white wine in front of him, watching him as he took a sip of it. It didn't take long until we finished dinner, the soft music drowned out by our conversation. He asked about the contract, knowing that I haven't signed it yet. I bit the inside of my cheek, remembering the night that we had in the red room. He could see the color of my cheeks, blushing as I took another sip of water. I pursed my lips as he continued to stare at me, his intense eyes scanning me as I finished my dinner.

He finished his glass of wine, placing it on the table. His eyes looked at my unfinished plate, "Is that all you're eating, Tessa?" I nodded, wiping my mouth the the napkin before moving my chair away from the table. He didn't say anything as I left, only following me before putting the dishes into the dishwasher. I leaned against the counter, watching him as he ran each plate through water before putting it into the machine. Something that many people think Mr. Dornan doesn't do. He looked at me, his body moving closer to mine as he saw my eyes staring at him. I turned away as he moved in for a kiss, my small body walking away from him. He took the message, backing away and following me to the main room. I walked up the stairs, knowing that he had to work again. It was a never ending schedule between the both of us, our everyday paths not crossing at all. Once I reached the second floor, my head turned to him, watching over him as he turned on his laptop and began his night.

I looked at the box that sat on my bed, a lacy material binding the velvet cube together. My hand connected with the material, untying it to find that it was the pair of panties that I wore last night. I felt my cheeks heat up as I tossed the material aside, opening the box. It revealed the letters that I collected from Daddy, each inked page marked with his handwriting. There was a new letter that was drifting on top of the rest, my eyes looking at the date. I read it aloud, my cheeks blushing as I could hear him reading the letter to me. "As my eyes gazed at your sleeping body, I remembered you at a young age; prancing around and asking me about the locked room that was next door. It hurts me to see you in that bed, naked with only a thin sheet covering you. I'm pained to see you under me, begging more me to go deeper into you," I read out as my body sat down on the bed."Baby girl, you're not ready to experience the things that I'm going to do to you. I could tell you many reasons why being my submissive would have me devoted to you, but I won't. You can choose if you want to proceed and sign the contract, giving me full consent to your body. I sit here and wonder what is going on in your mind, how you're smiling in your sleep. Your eyes are closed shut, your body turning every now and then. I forgot how long I was watching you for, finally realizing that I cared for someone. You. From your Jamie Dornan."

My head turned towards the door as someone knocked, Daddy's voice echoing through the wooden door. I watched as he walked towards me, seeing the box that he had placed earlier on my bed. "Are you getting ready for bed, darling?" I shook my head, putting the piece of paper back into the box. He grabbed the box from my hand, tying it with the pair of lace panties that were laying on my bed. I bit my lip as he put the box on one of my shelves, looking back at me. "Daddy has to leave for New York tomorrow, baby girl." I nodded, knowing that he already packed his bags for his flight. My body followed him as he began to open the door, "Goodnight, baby girl." I felt his lips on mine, softly sucking on my bottom lip before pulling it back. My eyes closed, the feeling of his lips on mine bringing me to a breaking point. When my eyes opened, I could see him leave the room, leaving me with the image of his shoulder muscles that moved through his shirt. Jamie Dornan just bit my lip.

Jamie

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I looked out the window of the airplane, sighing as the clouds faded out so I could see the sky better. My eyes could see the open plains below us, lined with multiple trees before the road came in. I opened my laptop, seeing that other people had went to sleep and a film was on. My fingers went to my video chat, typing Tessa's name into the search bar. Her image popped up, knowing that I should call her. I plugged in my earphones, breathing out as I called her. She answered within seconds, her face showing across my laptop screen. I saw her blue eyes light up, knowing that she had expected this call earlier in the day. "Hello, baby girl," I spoke as she moved her laptop onto the bed. My eyes could see the silk nightdress she had on, her dark colored bra showing through the thin fabric. She smiled as me before turning on her lamp, showing more of her face. I could see the top of her breasts as she leaned down to look at her computer screen, the lacy bra shaping them perfectly. Luckily I was sat by no one on this plane, Tyler sitting in the row in front of mine. I could feel my c*ck getting harder as she looked at me with her big eyes, my imagination coming to life as I thought about her sucking me.

"Daddy," she spoke as she bit her lip. God, I missed biting that lip. She covered her chest with her sheet, pulling it over her shoulders as she blushed. "Is anyone sitting next to you, Daddy?" I shook my head, moving the laptop to provide a view of the sleeping passengers. My eyes looked at the back front of the plane, seeing the flight attendants sit in their seats while some drifted off. I looked back at her, watching as she let the sheet drift off of her body. My nibbled on my bottom lip as I moved my laptop so no one walking down the aisle could see. She pushed her breasts together, her tired eyes looking devious as always. "Why don't I," she slowly said as she moved her hips, "put on a show for you, Daddy?" I let out a small groan as she slowly let down one of the straps of her dress, showing me more of her bra. "I think that's a yes," she bit her lip. My breathing got heavier as she pulled down the other strap, shrugging it off her shoulders to show more of her skin. I could see her lacy bra as she pulled down her dress, pushing her breasts together so I could get a better view. My c*ck twitched in my trousers as she moved her hair out of the way, showing me her undergarments. She kneed up, pushing the dress down her torso and her legs. I bit my lip as I watched her, paranoid at any sounds that went around the airplane. This is so wrong, but so right.

Her eyes met mine as she sat there with only her bra and panties on, every bit of skin being shown to me. She sat up on her bed, moving her hands along the sides of her hips, knowing that I liked them a lot. I imagined gripping her waist as I pinned her to the wall, roughly moving my lips against hers as my other hand traveled to squeeze her perky breast. She moved off the bed, turning her laptop around so I could see her. I heard the soft music that played behind her, her hips swaying to the beat of the song. My teeth casually bit on my bottom lip, watching her as she danced in front of me, showing her curves. I swore under my breath as she bent down to the camera, her breasts showing, "F*ck, baby girl."

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