Page 5 of Kay (Daddies Ink #5)

Kay

I bathed Lennon as she sat making potions in the tub. “Oh, that one is pretty, what does it do?” I asked, pointing to the purple water she was dumping into the bath.

“It makes hair grow so super long. I’m gonna give it to Mr. Bork so he can has some pretty hair,” she said, splashing around in rainbow water.

I may have gone overboard with the color tablets.

I laughed and then winced as it echoed and filled the large bathroom. It had sounded shrill as it bounced around the tiled room. I hated my laugh. I’d been teased for it most of my life.

“What’s wrong? Was that mean? I didn’t mean to be mean,” Lennon said, her shoulders already hunching around her as she caved in on herself. I hoped over time I could help her be less worried about her responses. She was so damn anxious about saying or doing something wrong.

“No, baby. Daddy laughed too loud. I’m sorry,” I said, dropping the cloth I was bathing her with and rubbing her wet skin with my palm.

Her long fingers gripped the edges of the tub and she turned herself to face me sitting criss-cross applesauce in the tub. My long legs would never be able to manage that position in the bath.

“What do you mean?” she asked, her head tilted to the side as she studied me.

“I didn’t mean to laugh that loud. I didn’t hurt your little ears, did I?”

“No, Daddy. Your laugh made my heart happy.”

“My obnoxious laugh made your heart happy?” Now I was the one who didn’t understand.

“You don’t get it, do you?”

“I don’t, baby. I’m sorry.”

“You know how mermaids sing to pirates?”

“Yes, a siren’s song.”

“Yeah. Your laugh is my siren song, only with a happy ending. I think the mermaids maybe eat the pirates after they lure them over and I know you won’t eat me… Well at least not in a bad way.” She giggled.

Scooping up some bubbles I put them on her nose, delighting in her humor. “Tell me more about my laugh being your siren’s song.”

“Sometimes when I’m scared, I listen for your laugh.

I know I can hear it over the crowd and when I find it, I always follow it to you.

Even though I don’t actually go to you, it’s still a sign that you’re there and I’m safe.

I fell in love with your laugh before this—before we—ever happened.

It was my first night at The Thirsty Turtle and I didn’t know anyone.

I felt so out of place and I’d just come out as gay, so I was feeling extra alone.

I was going to leave and right as I went to slide on my jacket to go, you laughed and I was so drawn to the sound that I followed it through the crowd to you.

You smiled at me, like a real smile—genuine and wide, and I thought maybe I was finally where I needed to be. ”

Warmth, so tender and pure, bloomed in my chest and I leaned forward and pressed a kiss against Lennon’s forehead. Tears freely rolled down my cheeks and I wiped them away. “Lennon, thank you. That is so beautiful. I’m going to tuck those words inside my heart and keep them forever.”

“I’m sorry that the thing that’s so special to me is an insecurity for you. Maybe the people before me didn’t appreciate it, but it doesn’t have to be that way anymore, Daddy.”

“No, it doesn’t, Little one,” I agreed, admiring her wisdom.

She nodded confidently before going back to her bath toys.

“You know what’s true about you too, honey.”

“Huh?”

Chuckling at her childlike expression, I continued, “You’re really hard on yourself about your struggle to understand others, but I don’t see someone who struggles with relationships. Do you want to know what I see?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“I see a Little girl who keeps trying to bring smiles to peoples faces. Even when she knows that might mean rejection. One who constantly works on making and maintaining friendships. A very kind-hearted woman who works to be a good friend even when it's hard. That’s admirable, honey.”

“It doesn’t feel admirable. It feels like failure. Every time I think I’ve made some progress I get it wrong.”

Noticing the goosebumps on her skin, I pulled the plug on the tub, helped her stand, and then wrapped a soft towel around her. “I don’t think you’re getting it wrong, honey. I just think maybe you’re not getting the responses you think you should.”

Rubbing her arms through the towel, I led her to my bed and settled her there, keeping the towel wrapped around her. “That’s not your fault, though, honey. Anyone would expect kind words to be responded to with kind words, but kindness makes some people prickly.”

“Prickly?”

“Sometimes people who have been wronged in the past respond to people being kind to them in panic. They’re worried to let someone into their space again because of what happened to them before. It makes them kind of prickly.”

“Oh,” she said. She looked deep in thought.

“There’s other reasons that people could react that way, but none of those mean that it was your fault your kindness wasn’t received.”

“Should I stop trying if the people aren’t nice back?”

Patting her skin dry, I thought over her words. “That’s up to you, baby.”

“It hurts, so so bad when they shut me out or snap at me. I just want to be their friend, but…”

“But what, Lennon?”

“What if I’m the only one that tries to be kind to them? What if because my feelings get hurt, I let them shut me out and they miss out on having a good friend?”

Fucking dammit. She was so genuine.

“Your heart is so beautiful, Little one. I think that you have the most beautiful gift of helping people feel seen and heard. I think that if someone is unkind when you’re trying to be nice to them, that maybe you should take a step back.

You can still love them while loving yourself by keeping your own feelings safe. ” ”

“Thank you, Daddy. That’s a good idea.… and thank you for helping me see that wanting to be kind and friendly to people is a good thing.”

“Maybe we can work on our insecurities together? You’ll help me embrace my laugh and I’ll remind you of how special a big heart like yours is.”

***

Lennon

“I think that’s a great idea, Daddy. I’m glad you’re not just another pretty face.”

Kay laughed at me and then unwrapped me from my towel burrito. “This is a beautiful sight.”

I brought my hands up to cover myself, but she quickly stopped me by catching my forearms and moving them back to the bed.

“No hiding from Daddy, baby. I’ve been waiting to see this since last night.”

People always assumed it was easy for me to be naked since I danced on stage, but when it was just me and someone else, it was far more intimate. Kay didn’t make me feel awkward, though, just beautiful.

Kay climbed on the bed beside me and pressed her mouth to mine.

Her colorful hair fell around us and I liked how it gave us a curtain of privacy.

When her tongue traced my lips I opened for her and she explored the inside of my mouth.

Our tongues brushed against each other tentatively and I wondered if Kay was being gentle with me because she knew I’d only ever been with men before.

“You’re thinking awful hard, baby,” she said after she’d broken our kiss.

“I’ve never been with a woman before. Can you tell?” I asked, feeling very insecure.

“No, honey. I couldn’t.”

“I’ll make you feel good, though. I promise.”

She brushed her hand up my neck and cheek.

“I already feel good because you’re here with me.

Tonight isn’t just about pleasure. It’s about growing our intimacy, but if at any point you get scared, you can stop it.

I won’t be upset. We have all the time in the world.

I waited a long time to find you and I’m not in any hurry. ”

“Can I see you?” I asked, lifting my arm to play with the neckline of her Daddies Ink t-shirt.

“Keep that hand on the bed, Little one. I want to make sure it’s not too sore,” she said, removing it from her neck and placing it back on the bed.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“You’re such a good girl for me, Lennon.”

Her words made my tummy dance and my heart settle. I loved being her good girl. Her fingers trailed around one of my nipples.

“I wasn’t a good girl for you today.”

She smiled. “No. You will always be a good girl. You just made a naughty choice to go to Boonze alone, but we’ve talked about it and I’m sure you won’t do it again. I’ll spank you when I’m sure you’re okay and that bastard didn’t hurt you, but you’re still a good girl, Lennon.”

“And then you’ll forgive me?” I asked, really worried about that part. I didn’t like there being something between us.

“I already have. You never have to worry that Daddy won’t forgive you for something. We all make mistakes, honey.”

I lifted my good hand to her face and stroked my fingers over her face. “You’re a really good Daddy.”

She kissed my mouth before stepping off the bed and kicking off her shoes and peeling off her tight fighting jeans.

Her shirt, bra, and panties joined the floor next.

She was round and lush and her skin was smooth and milky.

Her breasts were bigger than mine, much bigger, and I wanted to hold them in my hands so badly.

“You’re so beautiful,” I breathed in awe.

She climbed back on the bed and covered me with her body. Pressing soft kisses down my neck and collarbone, she worked her way to my chest.

“Your breasts are fucking amazing,” she said before sucking a nipple in her mouth. It felt like a direct touch to my clit and I arched my back. I felt her grin around my nipple. She popped off of that one before sucking the other into her mouth.

“Kay!” I cried out.

“Daddy, Little girl,” she growled possessively.

“Daddy, please,” I cried, unsure of what I was even begging for.

“I know, I’m going to take care of you, baby. You just have to be patient.”

“I don’t want to be patient!” The whine shot out of my mouth before I could catch it, but thankfully Kay laughed.

“What do you want, Lennon?”

“To come! Please, Daddy?”

“Well, how could I say no to such sweet manners?” She pressed a kiss to my belly button before settling between my thighs and placing my legs over her shoulders.