Restore My Heart (Daddy's Girls)

by Chelsea Camaron

  As I recover from my orgasm, I reach down to undo his jeans and push them down. I take him eagerly in my hands loving the way he felt. I gently stroke him, feeling his muscles tighten encourages me. I slowly kiss and lick my way down his stomach. It is a tight squeeze being the passenger seat of my car, but I manage to move my way down to his erection. I look at it feeling a little intimidated at how he was going to fit inside me. It’s not just that Ryder is long, he is thick too. It’s no wonder women can’t get enough of him. I start licking the outside and the head as I gently cup and massage his balls. I barely hear Ryder over the sound of my own heart beating as he said, “Dina, baby, you don’t have to.” I just laugh lightly over him as I began to fully take him in my mouth. I am sure to be careful with my teeth over his sensitive member as I go up and down gently sucking. Ryder is moaning and holding onto my seat letting me know he is trying to stay in control. After a few more moments, he reaches over gently brushing my arm, “Dina, if you don’t stop I am going to make a mess because I really don’t want to cum in your in your mouth. Baby, please.” I took a minute to lick around the head.

  I begin to kiss my way back up to his neck. I gently hold his manhood at my entrance. As I slide down onto him, letting him fill me, I whispered, “I want you so much Ryder.” I cry out in pleasure as my body stretched to accommodate his size. As I am giving my body a chance to adjust, Ryder moves my face to his, making me look into his eyes, “Dina, baby are you sure you want this here?”

  For a moment, I am hurt thinking he doesn’t really want me even as I felt him growing bigger inside me. Then, sensing my thoughts, he continued, “I want you more than anything, and my bed is right inside. I want to make love to you properly.”

  At that I slowly start moving on him, as I whispered, “I need you Ryder, right here, right now. You can spend the rest of the night making love to me inside, but please, baby, right now give me what I have waited for, what my body needs and craves. Ryder, please.”

  With that he starts moving in rhythm with me, I feel my body tighten, and I feel my inner muscles begin to work on their own to grip and milk him. I know I am close, and then Ryder reaches down with his thumb making gentle circles on my nub, that is all it took. I called out his name, as my entire body shook. As the aftershocks run through me, I feel him push into me even deeper, as he pulls me close I feel the warmth of his hot seed spreading inside of me. As we both come down from our intense orgasms, Ryder holds me close rubbing my back, as my body still trembles and Ryder still inside me. He gently rubs my hair bringing me down as both of us try to get our bodies under control.

  Ryder

  The plane landed three minutes early. I tried to nap on the flight but I have so much on my mind, I couldn’t rest.

  I come through the gate headed toward baggage claim, when I see her in this tight little black dress, my heart skips a beat and my pants are getting tighter. Damn she looks good. Then she walks right up to me and kisses me like I have never been kissed before, I am stunned. I drop my bag, take her in my arms. As we kiss I can’t help but let my hands roam to feel that ass of hers. Reality comes back and I am groping the woman I love in public. I manage to pull away just enough to tell her we need to go.

  We arrive at my house, my zipper straining to contain the bulge in my pants, so I decide its best we talk out here. As I am putting my thoughts together she is all of a sudden in my lap. All thinking ceases as she straddles me. My intention was to talk to tell her, I loved her, not fool around in the car. If I had known, we would’ve gone in the house. After I give her the first orgasm, I wanted to take her inside. Before I could break through the lust filled haze she had freed my manhood. As she prepares to take me in her mouth, I try to tell her she didn’t need to, but I am not sure if she heard me or if I even manage to get the words out. She feels so good. I am so lost in the ache building inside me, that seeing her take me all the way in her mouth is almost my undoing.

  I am trying to gather my wits so I can get her in the house. However, before I can she slides down on me. She is so tight; we fit together like a second skin. I was seeing stars as I ask her if she is sure about this. If she says no, I am going to have a serious case of blue balls. I see a momentary glimpse of panic in her eyes and realize she thinks I don’t want her. I take a minute to reassure her that I want this. I just never thought our first time together would be in a car. I was planning the bed, candles, rose petals, and champagne. Then she said she needs me and starts to move it is a done deal, I can’t stop even if I wanted to. I will always give this woman anything she needs, anytime and anywhere.

  That was by far the most intense sexual experience I have ever had. As we both come down from our pleasure I hold her close knowing that she is my forever and I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my days loving and holding her.

  Chapter 13

  Dina

  After a few minutes of recovery, I slowly pull myself away from Ryder. I pull my dress straps up over my shoulders, putting the top back in place. I open the car door, pulling my dress down as I got out. Quickly, I lean in retrieving my bra and panties from the floor board. That was by far the most incredible sex of my life. Since I don’t know what to say to Ryder, or what he is thinking, I decide to remain quiet.

  I watch as Ryder pulls up his pants and climbs out of the car. He stretches and as he does so, he brings his arms down, embracing me. He pulls me to him, whispering in my ear, “I am glad my neighbors aren’t home.” I blush thinking, oh my goodness, me too. He reaches into the car, grabbing his duffel bag. Deciding I don’t think he plans for me to be in his house, I start to walk around to the driver’s side of the car. Before I can get far, he laced his fingers into mine and directs me to his front porch.

  Once inside, he leans down and thoroughly kisses me. He takes me by the hand giving me a quick tour of the downstairs. His house is more than twice the size of mine. He shows me a more than large living room with a huge TV mounted to the wall that was hooked up to multiple gaming systems and surround sound. He has a formal dining room that is completely empty.

  The family room is a great size with a beautiful fireplace with French doors opening to a back deck and what I think looks like a barbeque area and a hot tub off to the other side. It’s dark so I can’t see his backyard. The room itself is empty with the exception of an oversized sectional sofa.

  He has a den that is his home office space. In comparison to his work office, this one seems organized but I really think it’s just because it’s all bare.

  He takes me into his massive kitchen, all the while studying my face almost as if waiting for a reaction. As I stand here my hand in his, I can hear my mom telling me, “the kitchen is the heart of every home.” I inwardly smile, yes, mom you are right and this is a dream kitchen. I take in the 6 burner with a built in griddle stove top built into the center island that is also equipped with a prep area and its own sink. He has double ovens, his dishwasher and refrigerator all stainless steel against black cabinets and granite counter tops. There is even a built in wine cooler. To cook in this kitchen would be amazing. He gives me a half grin, “Are you ready to see the upstairs, baby?” Yes, please, what have we been waiting for I silently say to myself?

  We head upstairs; Ryder doesn’t waste any time with showing me his other bedrooms or guest bathroom, just taking me straight to the master suite.

  The room is huge and the vaulted ceilings make it feel even bigger. The only furniture in the room is a dresser, night stands, and a California king sized bed. As we enter the room I see two doors to what I assume to be closets, Ryder pulls me to him before I could take in anymore, brushing his lips ever so lightly to mine.

  He slowly pulls away, “How about a shower?” We enter a bathroom that is bigger than my bedroom. There is a his side and her side to the room each with individual sinks and vanity areas. Centered in the middle was a raised Jacuzzi tub larger than I ever thought possible.

  He takes me by the hand leading me over the custom
shower. He reaches in setting the water temperature and starting the four shower heads. He looks at me so intensely and then slowly placing gentle kisses over my face, neck and shoulders he unzips my dress and removes it. It feels strange standing there naked before him, but I wasn’t insecure like I thought I would be. His shirt was still off from our time in the car, so he quickly removes his pants and boxers. He then begins to run his fingers through my hair getting it thoroughly wet. He sighed, “I can’t believe you are here with me right now.” I turn to face him and wrap my arms around his waist. “Dina, you are so beautiful.” He tilts my head up to him and kisses me. Slowly, delicately, and deliberately he washes my hair and my body. I feel as if he is trying to memorize every inch of me. As he moves around I am enjoying seeing all of his amazing body. I want him so badly, but he seems to need this slow, shared intimacy, not just sex.

  We are both thoroughly washed and content. I am beginning to feel a little pruned when he turns the water off. He steps out wrapping a towel around his waist. He then wraps me in a warm towel, holding me close. He kisses me slowly as he dries my body off. There is so much emotion filled in these moments. I feel myself swelling inside in intensity for this man; I don’t know what to think.

  He leads me to his bed, I glance at the clock realizing it is almost three in the morning, but I am wide awake. He guides me down to the bed where he slowly makes love to me. I have never felt so connected to anyone. My heart feels so full with love and I feel so safe.

  He pulls me up against him, holding me close. I feel at home, and so at peace. The exhaustion of our passion over takes me and I fall into a blissful sleep. Never before, have I felt so cherished. I realize this is home for me with him and I am so madly, deeply in love with this man.

  Ryder

  She pulls away from me, gathering her composure. She put her dress back in place as she exits the car. Watching her intently as I pull up my boxers and pants, I get out and stretch, her car is small for my tall frame. I feel her nervousness now and the tension is radiating off of her in waves, she seems ready to bolt. I am not finished with our time together yet, not that I think I will ever get enough of her. I want to take time to make love to her showing her with my body the gift I have in her. As I am standing here, I think to myself, I don’t want this just for tonight, but forever. I take her hand in mine leading her to the house.

  As I find my keys to unlock the front door, I start wondering what she will think of my house. I take my time in kissing her so I can gather my nerves. I bought this house two years ago. The house was a foreclosure that I got for an amazing deal. It’s a large two story with a detached 4 car garage. Being a bachelor, working as much as I do, the décor is lacking. The walls are bare and furniture is sparse, but I hope Dina can see the potential in one day making this home.

  She is quiet taking in each room. When we arrive in my kitchen, that I have yet to cook even one microwave meal in, she gets this twinkle in her eyes. I know she loves to cook, not only has she told me, but Brayden and Maggie constantly rave about her homemade meals for them. There is still the laundry room, the downstairs bath, the back deck barbeque area, the hot tub and pool, and my garage to show her, but I can no longer resist my urge to have her upstairs.

  As we make our way up, I decide not to waste time on the three guest’s rooms and the guest bath since they are completely empty.

  After traveling, I desperately want a shower before taking Dina to my bed. She is gorgeous naked beside me as I watch the water roll down her entire body. It takes all of my self-control to just take the time to enjoy her being here with me, when everything in me is screaming to take her right here. Having her here with me just makes everything right in my world, I felt complete.

  When it came time to get out I am so thankful the contractor suggested a towel warmer when I was remodeling the house. I wrap her up and then just hold her in my arms. After drying her off, I lead the way to my bed.

  Having her lying in my space in my bed was like coming home. I take my time being sure to treasure each and every glorious inch of her body. When I reach to my nightstand for protection, I pause momentarily, realizing in the car we had no barrier between us. Looking at her now, I can’t help but inwardly smile at the thought of her carrying my child. Truth be told, until this very instant, the thought of parenthood terrified me. Just the simple thought of it had insured that as much sex as I have had in the past I have never been ungloved until with Dina tonight.

  Being so in the moment, I push the thoughts aside, cherishing the opportunity to make slow love with this woman. As I open the foil packet and roll on the condom, I decide that Dina and I will have a serious discussion on our earlier lapse. I have no idea how she feels about a future with me. I know she has told me she wants to see where this goes, but how does she feel about living together, marriage, kids, the whole package? I can’t resist this time with her and slowly I make love to her giving her all that I have to give.

  Now, having experienced the power of loving my partner with every part of my being I can attest to the truth in the difference between making love and raw sex. For me, there is nothing before tonight, she is my beginning and my end, and this is all that matters. She is my future, my everything, and I will gladly share all that I have and all that I am with her mind, body, and heart.

  I pull her close to me after a quick trip to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Laying there with her in my arms brings an inner peace to me knowing she is here and she is safe in my arms. Oh how, I love and treasure this woman.

  Dina and I definitely need to talk about things. I need to express my feelings for her. As I begin to speak, I realize she is fast asleep. I can’t help but smile watching her so relaxed. We will talk about everything over breakfast. I look over at my clock; it’s after six in the morning, okay so maybe it will be lunch. Yes, we will talk today no matter what, we must. With that thought I drift into a comfortable sleep a very happy man.

  Chapter 14

  Dina

  What is that racket? I think to myself. I am half asleep and slowly taking in my surroundings, which happen to include a very sexy Ryder wrapped up in me. I begin to untangle us, realizing the noise is Ryder’s phone vibrating against the night stand.

  I look at the clock; it’s not quite eight in the morning. I hear Ryder groan beside me as he starts to wake. He doesn’t answer the phone at first. Instead, he smiles, kissing my forehead, and saying, “Good morning, sunshine.” Then the awful noise began again.

  Looking at the caller ID, he makes a face, but answers, “Hello.” I don’t know who is on the phone, but Ryder immediately sits up, and then climbs off the bed. Anger seems to radiate off of him suddenly as he is quickly sliding on boxers and jeans. Even inside his closet, I hear him say, “Shut the hell up, I will be right there.” This is a side to Ryder I have never seen. He comes out putting on a t-shirt. I start to get up; knowing our time together is over. He shakes his head at me, walking over and saying, “Oh no baby, please don’t go. That was Brayden, I don’t know how long I will be at the shop, but he needs me there. Please, stay here and sleep. I am so sorry I have to leave you, but Brayden is on a rampage and I don’t even know why.” He leans over kissing me on my forehead. Running his hand over my cheek, he said, “Seriously, Dina, please stay, I want to see you when I am done at the shop. We still need to talk and I like having you here. I will call in a bit, go back to sleep now.” With that he leaves and I am too exhausted to do anything but fall back to sleep.

  Finally, I wake up. Taking a peek over at the clock, it is now a little after six pm. I get up feel delightfully sore in all the right places. Getting up, I found a pair of Ryder’s boxers in a drawer and a t-shirt. Slipping them on, I listen for noise in the house trying to determine if Ryder is home. Since the bed is obviously empty and the house quiet, I know Ryder is still gone. It is then I realize I had left my phone downstairs, in my car, all night.

  I go to the car, retrieving my purse and phone. Twelve missed calls
greet me, eight of which were Mags and four from Ryder. Rather than listen to my voicemail, I just call Ryder back first.

  He answers on the second ring, “Hey sunshine, did you rest well?” I can hear the stress in his voice. “Your bed is like sleeping on a cloud, so yes I slept absolutely, positively, blissfully unaware of the outside world, well!” I exclaim, hoping this would make him feel some better. “You, mister, on the other hand, haven’t had much sleep, is everything ok at the shop?” I ask, not sure I even want to know the answer.

  He sighed, tension radiating in his voice, “I wish I was there with you. Some of the deadlines that I was told were met weren’t, I have some clients to make amends with. I was gone too long and apparently Brayden wasn’t being forthright with what he could handle without me. Jake is here to help me, I am going to hire another guy this week.” He hesitates, and then continues, “Brayden and I had a disagreement, and he took off for right now. I am not sure if or when he will come back to work.”

  Shocked, I stutter, “What do you mean, Brayden took off? Like he just walked out on you, on the commitments he made on behalf of your business, and he just up and left? I don’t understand, it’s more than business, he is your friend.” My heart is breaking for him; I couldn’t imagine not having my business with Maggie in it. I could not only hear but also feel the stress coming through the phone as he responds, “Baby, I promise to talk to you about it and a lot of other things, but not over the phone. Please understand.”