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“Honestly, some things you can’t always explain with words. I reckon you should feel lucky to have a husband strong enough to put his ego aside to have your needs met. I ain't that strong a man when I'm with you. I'm not good at sharing.”
Paddy kissed me deeper, this time enough for me to feel lost in the moment, making me both strong and weak at the same time. “I want you to be my sweet girl tonight. Don't you want tobe my sweet girl?” He rasped, right before pulling away to look me in the eye.
“Yes.” I managed to say before he brought his lips back to mine.
“Then say yes.” As he somehow managed to say everything else between kisses. “Let me show Vernon how this beautiful body needs to be praised.”
I met my hands at the back of his neck, pulling him in deeper for the kiss. “Let me show him how this body deserves to be worshiped. How this body deserves to be pleased.” The kissing was getting so intense, I had to back against the wall just to hold myself up.
“Stop, stop. Not here,” I said, stopping us from going any further.
“Truth is, it might be here. Vernon’s planning on taking Elijah to his sister’s tonight. So, there won’t be no chance of him walking in on us,” he admitted.
“Tonight, though?”
“Now or never. Better to get it over with. If you're nervous, I would ensure that you don't even feel like he's in the room.”
Against my better judgement, I agreed. “Okay.”
Paddy pulled me in foronemore kiss, before holding my body close to his. “Good. Daddy likes when his sweet girl trusts in him to know what’s best. I want you to do something for Daddy, can you do that?”
“Ummhmm…” I murmured back.
“Wear something nice for me tonight. Something that you know I’ll like. Something that won’t hide that beautiful figure from me. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” As he kissed me on the forehead and ended his last words until we met back up tonight with, “I’ll see my sweet girl tonight.”
Eighteen
Paddy
I made my way upstairs, lucky enough to catch Pretty readying herself in the toilet. She was wearing a dark blue satin robe, and her long hair was parted on the side, looking far more enticing than usual. I put my arms around her, admiring the sight of our image together in the mirror.
“Are you nervous?”
“I can't believe you're asking me if I'm nervous. Ofcourse,I'm nervous. I'm about to…” she hesitated, struggling to voice the words. I turned her to face me, as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Missing her usual heels, she felt smaller. Less intimidating, but nothing less than sexy.
“You're about to have your body cherished. Loved on. Worshipped. Don't think about nothing else but that.” I leaned in for a kiss, which she happily obliged to despite sensing her nerves.
“I just can't believe I'm about to go through with this. How are you not freaking out right now?”
“Because. I get to be with you and show another man how it's done. I have to warn you though. I'm gonna say some things. Some awful, degenerate things. Vernon and I discussed it, andtruthfully, I think he just gets off on the humiliation of it. A young, madly handsome lad fucking his beautiful wife.”
I wasn't one to judge, especially with the darkness I had in me. Some men liked having their power taken away. I couldn't exactly relate, but I understood that if you were in a position where if you were given everything, in charge of everything, life had to feel boring and easy for you. Or at least that's how I interpreted it.
“Trust me. He and I had a long talk about it. He confessed to me that he's not always in a giving mood, but wanted to see what it took to satisfy me from the outside looking in. That's strange, right?”
“Maybe. But we're all adults, and we've all consented. Best everyone can do now is just sit back and enjoy the ride. If you don't think you can handle it starting out, what I could do is blindfold you. Get you comfortable first, and then when you're relaxed a little we could lose it.
She bit her lip.
“You know, I think I'd be more comfortable with that. Just to start.”
“Of course. All I want is for you to be comfortable.” I loosened my tie, turning her around as I placed it over her eyes and knotted it at the back of her head. Brushing her robe off to the side, I kissed her shoulder. “I can't wait to see what you have on for me. Now, come on. I think he's waiting.”
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