Daddy's Perfect Match

Chapter 19

Charlotte's Point of View

I check the clipboard for my next task.

11:00 task

Do some more research about DDLG on Fetlife and come up with three things you want from daddy. They could be rules, actions, or gifts.
There are lots of interesting things that can be apart of our relationship and I want you to help pick!
You can tell me about them at lunch.
Good luck peanut.

James's Point of view

Finally time to make lunch.
I tiptoe past the den(I don't want to distract my little princess from her task).
I rub my abs as I look through the fridge. We had a treat for breakfast so we should have something nutritious for lunch.
I put on hot water for some brown rice and turn on the oven.
Then I get out a cutting board and get to work.
I'm pretty pleased with myself by the end. I've made a plate with a flower made out of strips of carrots, celery, and peppers, accented with peas and a little bowl of hummus.
Then I put Dino chicken nuggets for her and a chicken breast for me in the oven.
Sure, I'm no chef, but I think I've done well.
I stalk quietly to the den. My babygirl is sitting on the ground, looking intently at the computer on the coffee table
I scoop her up with one arm behind her knees and the other behind her back.
"Daddy!"
She wiggles her panty covered bottom as I walk down the hall
I slid her into a chair at the kitchen table and put the veggies in front of her.
"It's a flower!"
So sweet.
I put a good bit of butter on her rice and grab the ketchup.
"Here you go sweetheart" I kiss the top of her head as I put her plate down. Shes munching a piece of celery like a little baby koala.
"Wow. Dino chicken nuggets!" She puts her hand on my knee "thank you daddy" She happily munches a Dino leg while I sit here, watching her in awe, feeling like a superman who can bring my baby dinosaurs.
"I'm glad you like them baby doll. Did you finish your homework."
She nods and swallows delicately.
"Yes daddy. Ok." She takes a deep breath. Her cheeks are bright red.
"I want a paci, I want daddy to read me bedtime stories and I want daddy to"
She shoves a carrot in her mouth, her face blushing wildly. She's not getting away that easy.
"Baby I'm just going to wait until you're done chewing for that response"
She chews slower.
And slower.
This is ridiculous.
"Every second you spend doing that is a second less that we can cuddle before I go back to work sweety"
Swallows
"I want you to spank me" oh yes "you said you'll have to choose a punishment if I'm bad about you going back to work. I want it to be that"
I must have paused too long in my excitement because she giggles nervously and says "it's pretty weird to ask for a punishment I guess"
I search for the perfect response.
"It may be weird, " more nervous giggles from her side "but it's how it has to be. I want to make you happy and I think you want to make me happy. Now, muffin, are either of us mind readers?"
She shakes her head shyly
"So we have to talk. Do you want me to not mention that you asked when we're playing? We can pretend like you don't want your punishment."
She nods and looks excited and shy and bold.
"The pain part will be a punishment but... I wanna be on your lap. I want you to decide whether or not to make me hurt."
I'm overcome with lust and affection. I pull her right of her chair and plunk her down, straddling my lap. She's warm and soft, and where she's seated, narrowly avoiding a rather aggressive erection.
I run my hands down the backs of arms, behind her neck to caress her nape. I just need to get my fill of that smooth soft skin.
I can feel the goosebumps forming all over her and her mouth is parted in pleasure even from these light touches.
She makes me feel like a god, and I want to do anything to please her.
But I can't today.
"Princess, I have to get back to work"
"No!" She sounds frantic. She wraps her arms around my middle, grabbing the chair on either side to shackle me in, and she lays her head on my chest.
The movement places her sweet little spot right where my dick wants it to be.
I can feel that distinct heat even through my underwear and jeans.
"Daddy?" Her voice is breathy. It's her most convincing sexy voice yet. It's honest.
She rocks a little.
I groan.
This has to stop. I have work to do and she's not ready.
"Baby,this is strike two for being bratty about daddy's work"
She clutches harder.
"Your punishment will be much more severe if you are not off and heading toward the den in 3, 2..."
She stands up but her knees are wobbly. I hold her chin in my hands.
"I wish I could spend all day with you in my lap"
I pull her face in and kiss her forehead.
Her hands drift over my shoulders.
But she turns and leaves. I fill the dishwasher and dream of a nice long vacation with nothing but me, my baby girl, and a cabin in the woods.