Eventually he returned. Her door eased open to reveal him standing there in a white shirt and suit trousers, holding a baby bottle filled to the brim with a creamy liquid.
"How did you sleep, Charlotte?"
She realized she still had the pacifier firmly between her teeth, and quickly removed it.
"Well."
"I'm glad. I was a little worried you would have difficulties falling asleep - I know I did. I've made you some breakfast," he said, gesturing at the bottle in his left hand, "warm hazelnut milk."
She smiled.
He beckoned for her to sit up and propped the pillow up behind her, so she would have something to lean against. He sat down beside her on the edge of the bed and held the milk bottle to her mouth. She accepted it without any sign of hesitation. The nozzle was soft and fit comfortably in her mouth. The liquid gushed into her mouth, warm and sweet.
"You like it," he said with a pleased smile, and stroked her hair out of her face. He kissed her cheek and continued to feed her.
Her stomach was flooded with a warm and comforting feeling, and she felt happy.
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The Daddy Dom
RomanceShe felt nervous as she watched the taxi drive back down the long and winding driveway and disappear through the imposing, brass gate. She picked up her bags and turned to muster the house. It was large - the size of a small villa - with a brick fac...
