And there was a definite bulge in his pajama pants. I had trouble looking away.
Daddy hummed and sipped the coffee. The sound he made was happy, and I wished I could do something to show him how much I appreciated it. My chest went light with joy.
“Thank you. This is nice.” The low rumble of his voice sent tickles through my belly.
“Anything you want, Daddy, I’ll do.”
My new Daddy wasamazing.
Nothing like Perry.
My stomach sank. Perry was still my rightful Daddy, and if he came looking for me, I’d have to go with him, but to be toldthank you? I was getting emotional and didn’t want to be reprimanded after Daddy seemed so happy with me. I tried to stop thinking about everything that happened before today, just like I’d done when I went to live with Perry.
Right now is all that matters.I repeated the words in my head and tried to relax into my position on the floor. Nothing mattered except this moment. Nothing could hurt me or help me except what was happening right now. Perry had told me that, and I figured it was still true. And besides, my new Daddy was smiling over his coffee cup. I smoothed my hands down over my thighs and sat straighter.
“Your breakfast is ready when you want it, Daddy.”
He cocked his head and frowned at me, and I glanced at his body. He had a nice solid chest under his gray T-shirt, and his hands wrapped around the mug looked strong, like they could deliver a punishment, but his smile meant he might give out hugs, too. My throat went tight.
“Breakfast?” he asked, as if he’d never heard the word in his life. I skated my gaze down his body and my belly went warm at the sight of his cock tenting his pants. It seemed bigger than the first time I’d noticed. It was probably the same issue I had most mornings, though I wasn’t allowed to do anything about mine. I knew that sweet, urgent feeling that came with morning hard-ons. My toes wriggled at the idea of making him feel good after he’d already made me happy.
“Unless you want me to take care of you first?”
When he only continued to give me a confused look, I crawled closer and rested a hand on his knee. He gasped and gently grasped my wrist.
“We talked about this last night. I’m a priest, Phoenix.”
I stared at him. I was pretty sure priests weren’t supposed to have sex, but he was my Daddy, and he could do whatever he wanted. “Um, if you prefer something else, you need to tell me. You might have to explain to me how you like it more than once because I don’t always remember things the first time.” My face burned with humiliation, but it was better to let him know and maybe give myself a chance to not get into trouble later.
“Most people aren’t perfect at anything the first time.” He set his mug down on the nightstand and cupped my cheeks. My body felt like it was on fire. He smiled and shivers raced over my arms and legs. “You’re not here to do me favors or work in my house. You’re not here to have sex with me. If you want to clean up a little while you’re sharingourspace, that is fine, but it’s not mandatory.”
“I want to do things to make you happy, Daddy.”
He closed his eyes and his face relaxed, so I didn’t think he was angry. I couldn’t wait until I knew him better because my heart felt like it would beat right out of my chest. He swallowed and his Adam’s apple bounced in his throat. “Phoenix, I’m not your....” He opened his warm brown eyes and stared into my face. I loved the way even his gaze seemed friendly. “You know what? You said I’ll protect you and that is true. You can call me what makes you feel comfortable, but I don’t expect anything from you. Do you understand?”
My gut twisted into a knot. Was this a trick? He made a small sound, and I quivered as he leaned forward and gave me a quick hug.
“Do you understand?” he whispered.
I nodded, even though I wasn’t certain I did. I planned to give him zero reasons to put me out of his house or be angry with me. I would be so good he’d never consider it. He sat back and smiled, resting his hands on my shoulders. I loved the warm weight of his grip and sat up on my heels with my spine tall.
“Did you say there was breakfast? And you made it? I didn’t even know I had the ingredients for anything decent in the house.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He slid to the side and stood up, stretching his arms over his head. I eyed up the semi poking out the front of his pants and glanced down at the floor, my body flashing hot in a way it hadn’t in a long time. He was attractive. I glanced up in time to see him run his fingers over his short beard that really wasn’t more than stubble.
I couldn’t help myself; I crawled over in front of him and stared up.
“What?” he asked, and the warm chuckle that followed had me gripping my knees tight.
“I want to make you happy, Daddy. And you’re....” I let out a long breath and glanced at his crotch. The longer I looked, the bigger his hidden cock became. I licked my lips. I couldn’t remember ever being this excited about the idea of giving my Daddy pleasure.
“You’re very, very beautiful.” He crouched down at my side and smiled. “So, yes, I am... that.” He glanced down at his groin with a wry grin. I was still stuck on that word—beautiful.Has anyone ever said anything so nice to me?I couldn’t think. “My job isn’t to judge you, it’s to lead you to God.” He rested a hand on my shoulder. “And I’ll do my best. But I can’t be the type of Daddy you’re looking for. I’ve taken a vow of celibacy. I promised not to have sex when I became a priest. It has nothing to do with you. I can’t have sex with anyone.”
Sitting back on my heels, I studied his kind face and my heart swelled. “Yes, you can. Doing whatever makes you happy is what I’m here for. If it’s sex, okay. If it’s making breakfast—” I shrugged and couldn’t help the disappointment that washed through me. “—that’s fine, too.”
Daddy reached up and touched my cheek.
