That’s What I Want! Pillow Fights In Bed, Wrestling And Tickling And Playing Until We Are Kissing And

When I tell you that I miss you, baby girl, do you understand what I mean? It’s not that it’s been too long since I’ve seen you. It’s not that it’s been too long since we’ve talked. I can be talking to you that very second and miss you terribly. When I tell you that I miss you it means that I ache for you to be here with me this very second. It means that I want to share every second of my life with you. It means that I want to hold your hand as you sit quietly next to me. It means that I want to push you up against the wall and make love to you until we collapse spent and gasping. It means that I want to go for a walk with you or sit in the park with you. It means I want to talk to you about the inane things in my every day life or about politics or about music or every fucking thing in the world. It means that my life is not complete without you in it and without you here next to me. Every second of every day I miss you! Not because you are far away but because I want to share it all with you. Because I don’t feel complete without you here with me. Because a part of my soul lives within you and I’m not whole without you. That’s what I mean when I say I miss you. Do you understand that baby girl?

That’s my good girl! Not that you should have been wearing them in the first place but you know how I love to make you take them off in public. How your eyes widen and your face flushes when I tell you take them off for me here and now. Asking if you can go to the bathroom and bring them back to me so no one sees. Knowing that I’ll deny you and tell you to do it right here, sitting at the table, in front of all these people. How your eyes scan around to see who may be watching. That naughty smile flitting across your full lips, giving away how much you really love it when I do this to you. Your try to be subtle about it, your hands slowly pulling up your skirt as you reach under, lifting your ass from the seat and tugging your panties down. I sit back and watch approvingly. Occasionally looking around to see who has noticed. Catching a few stares from the men and women around us. You try to be nonchalant about slipping them over your legs and feet. Your face a bright red as you hand them to me.

“That’s my good girl!” I praise you as I take them. You begin to stammer a bit as you see me spread your panties out neatly on the edge of the table. Easily visible for anyone who looks.

“Ummm... Daddy. Aren’t you going to put them in your pocket like always?”

“Oh no, baby girl. They are so pretty I want to leave them right here so I can appreciate them.” I give your panties a little pat with my hand as I smile softly at you. “And besides, weren’t you supposed to leave them at home in the first place? I guess now we will just have to leave them here for everyone to see how pretty they are and so they know what a naughty little thing you are for not wearing any right now.”

“But daddyyyy!” You try to plead with me but I shush you softly.

“Are you ready to order, princess? Here comes the waiter.” You look up to see the waiter approaching our table, his eyes fixed on your panties on display next to me. Your faces turns bright red as you try to stammer through your dinner order.

I smile as I place my order with the waiter, seeing his eyes darting back and forth between the panties and you. I let my hand rest gently on your thigh, reassuringly stroking your leg and making sure to show that you are all mine. As the waiter walks off I slowly slip my hand higher up your thigh. Knowing that you’ll be a dripping mess before my fingers even reach your soft folds.

It’s time to play ball! He harasses me every morning as soon as I get up. Dropping his ball on my head in bed, at my feet while I get coffee, sitting and staring at me just waiting for our morning game! He is so funny and sweet, and obnoxious! Ohhh and yes I am wearing my Christmas Sloth pajama bottoms! What about it??? 🤨😂😂

I will tell you how fucking adorable you are as you kick and squirm and laugh. As the tears stream from your eyes and your hands swat at me. I will tell you what a beautiful amazing girl you are as I pin you to the bed and make you scream with delight, your little feet locked in my arms as I tickle the bottoms, or as your arms are pinned over your head and I tickle your sides mercilessly, or as I pin you to my lap and tickle you all over as you try to squirm away, dragging you back each time! I love how you squeal and laugh and cry and giggle and squirm! You are the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen and when you are a sobbing little mess, gasping for breath, I will pull you in my arms, wrap you up tight and smother you in kisses and daddy’s love!

Sending love and caring daddy thoughts to all the baby girls out there that don’t have a daddy to spoil them this Valentine’s Day. Take some time to spoil and care for yourself. You are amazing and you deserve it! ❤️

Let me get lost with you in that silence. Just the two of us. Exploring, consuming, giving and sharing ourselves together. Let me consume you here. Let me devour you. Let me explore you. Let my lips and tongue taste every luscious inch of you, the saltiness of your skin, the sweetness of your nectar. Let my hands caress you and explore your curves. Let them sink within your folds and make you gasp and writhe with pleasure. Let me feel you quiver under my touch, melting against me, clinging to me and clutching as I claim you. Let me hear your moans and gasps and the need in your whispered words. Let me give myself to you just as you give yourself to me. Let me share my soul with you. Let my soul brush up against yours, entwine with yours as our bodies entwine. Let me feel the depths of you, exposed and open to me as I fill those depths and you fill mine. Our souls entangled, desires and needs meeting and feeding off of one another. Expanding and contracting and exploding together until the world is but a dim mist around our singular existence.

Stay right here with me...where the world isn't so loud and our souls can be consumed by one another time and time again...~B.M. 💜🖤

where do you find the inspiration for the things you write?

Hi there and thanks for the ask. It’s a combination of my own experiences as a daddy and dom, my desires and my fantasies. I enjoy writing and sharing them and I try to set a good example of what a supportive and caring Dd/lg relationship should be.

How I love to caress the soft perfect curve of your ass as we make out. Slow languid kisses and caresses. Letting the tips of my fingers brush over your panties and your soft folds ever so lightly, knowing the caress is making you ache for more, making you slowly soak your panties. Feeling the vibrations of your moan in my mouth at the touch. Our hunger building with each kiss, with each caress. Tongue playing, biting lips and nibbling on necks and ears. Caressing your beautiful face, fingers through your hair, brushing against your cheek, across your lips as I kiss you, sucking on fingers and tongues before kissing you hard and long. Slipping my hand down along your chest, wet fingertips brushing against hard nipples, circling and teasing them before slipping lower and back across your ass. Feeling how wet your panties are as my fingertips brush over the fabric. Your hips pushing towards me as you try to grind against me. Can you feel how hard you make me baby girl? Feel daddy’s cock swelling and aching for you. Waiting for that moment when I can slip inside of you and fill that sweet dripping cunt with daddy’s desire for you. Soon my sweet angel, but not yet. Daddy isn’t don’t with your luscious ass and your sweet hungry kisses.