Desire

(41) Please Daddy

A week went by of Robert relaxing in his room. He was feeling a lot better but Kimberly insisted on just one more day of relaxing. She had stuck by Robert's side for the whole entire week, though Robert didn't mind. He often woke up with Kimberly pecking kisses over his arms, chest and neck. They would watch movies in bed all day, Robert having his girl tucked into his side tightly. Then Robert would put a documentary on to expend his mind, and Kimberly really didn't mind, she liked how smart Robert was and really — she found it incredibly attractive.

It was around three PM but the blackout curtains made it feel as if it was almost midnight. Kimberly loved it. They had a childish movie playing on the television which Kimberly seemed to enjoy, and Robert enjoyed it simply because she did. Robert was under the duvet only wearing a pair of black boxers, while Kim wore an old sweatshirt of his and panties.

Have they had sex you ask? No. Not yet. Truthfully that wasn't on Robert's mind, but it was on Kimberly's. She didn't want it right that moment, but she knew she'd need it eventually and only from him or she may implode. They had barely even passed kissing yet, but she had read all those books, listened to the lyrics in her new favourite singers songs, and she wanted to experience it. But Robert on the other hand, for once he was experiencing care and affection, he enjoyed the closeness without it being sexual. Though that didn't mean he didn't want to feel her hands all over him, it just meant that he would wait.

He'd wait as long as she needed.

Robert rolled on his side slightly, placing his hand behind the girl's head and guiding her forehead to his lips. "Are you sure you don't want to leave bed today?" He placed another kiss on her soft skin.

"Just one more day full of your attention." She wrapped her arm around him, tucking herself in closer.

Robert chuckled. "You always have my attention." He had his free hand under the sweatshirt she was wearing, placed against the small of her back.

She moved her head slightly to kiss his neck. "I want all of your attention."

Robert lowered his hand slightly, closing his eyes, completely revelling in her touch. "Trust me, you have my full attention." He rasped.

She then dragged her tongue lightly across his Adam's apple before grazing her teeth across his skin. Robert let out an almost animalistic growl before flipping her on her back with himself hovering over her body. "Are you trying to rial me up, bunny?"

Kimberly wanted to answer but her confidence had disappeared into thin air. Her mouth was slightly agape, trying to speak but her mind was blank. Does she say yes? Does she say no? How do you even reply in that situation?

Robert leant down, his lips lightly touching hers before he dipped his head down to peck along her neck. "Because if so, I won't be too impressed." She still stared at him blankly. "Answer me, kitten."

"Maybe."

Robert ducked his head further down her body, hovering right over her almost exposed panties. "And for that," he connected his gaze with hers. "I think you should remove this sweatshirt and be left in your panties."

"But-"

"Isn't it fair? I am only in boxers. Unless you want me to cover up?"

"No!" She spoke a little too loudly. "I mean- uh, no thank you."

Robert held the material in his hands and slowly dragged it up her body. A smirk adorned his handsome face as his fingers brushed along her skin, causing goosebumps to raise.

"Robert, I'm not uh, wearing a bra." She folded her arms over her still covered chest.

Robert let out a satisfied groan. "I have no issue with that. Do you?"