Daddy by Shanna Handel

Author:Shanna Handel [Handel, Shanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2020-07-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Charlotte

I know he doesn’t love me back but it felt so good to say it that I don’t even care. Not much, at least.

But maybe he will... one day.

Eli is the most amazing husband a woman could ask for. I lack for nothing. Within two days of marrying me, he had me signing stacks of papers—naming me the beneficiary of his life insurance policy, creating savings accounts for me, putting stocks in my name.

He tells me I’m trying too hard. Commands me to relax, to enjoy the house and decorate it as I will. He gives me credit cards, cash, a small fortune I could never spend. He’s set up outings with the other Beauties. Encourages me to buy a new wardrobe, to treat myself to whatever it is I might want.

Tonight he’s taking me out to dinner. I’ve had another failed attempt in the kitchen, and now a week after the chicken incident, the house is full of smoke for a second time.

I long to please him. I flip through the rack, looking over all of the dresses I’ve purchased. “What should I wear?”

I choose a pink silk number. One that reminds me of that dress I wore three long years ago to the Bachman gala. What better way to earn your husband’s love than with subtle reminders of your past together?

The material glides down my body like water. I wear no bra, no panties underneath. There’s not a hair on my body to disrupt the smoothness of the silk.

I pile my hair onto of my head, trying to look more grown up than I feel. As I twist and turn in the mirror, I think of the last time I burnt our dinner. A flush rises in my cheeks as I think of him sliding the plug in my pussy, his finger entering my bottom, him pushing the plug inside of my ass. His promise to one day take me there with his cock. Moisture pools between my thighs and I rethink the no-panty decision.

Eli appears in the reflection of the mirror, dressed in a black jacket.

The sight of him sends butterflies trembling through my stomach. I twist the sword pendant around my neck, appraising him. “You look handsome.”

“This gown... it looks familiar.” He comes up behind me, his hand sliding around my waist, resting on my belly. His lips kiss the back of my neck. “Have I seen it before?”

Smirking to myself, I say, “I don’t think so. It’s new.”

He studies it another moment, then says. “Be downstairs in ten minutes. We have reservations and I don’t want to be late.” He gives my ass a warning smack, leaving the room.

I’d best not be late.

I release my breath, my skin tingling from where he’s touched me. Will he always have such a hold over me? Over my body? Will I always melt in his presence like I do?

I sure hope so.

Choosing the teardrop earrings, I place one in each lobe. Turning my head from side to side, I watch the fine jewelry sparkle under the lights.

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