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“Morning, Princess,” Tony’s gravelly voice whispered in Darcy’s ear just before he tucked his face into her neck to press a kiss there.
“Mmmmmorning, Daddy,” Darcy replied around a yawn. Her shoulders scrunched up in a stretch, dislodging Tony from his resting place. Under normal circumstances, she’d be annoyed to have been woken up on a Saturday morning, but today was anything but normal. She’d been working hard at the charity lately, and coming home to work hard at pleasing Tony, and he’d decided she deserved a reward.
Tony sat up in bed and gazed down at her, a faint smile on his face. Darcy watched as his eyes got that dreamy look in them - the one reserved just for her and sometimes one of his newly created robots. The look that told her she was his dream come true. “What are you doing?” she asked, though she knew perfectly well what he was up to.
“Just looking at the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Tony said, his eyes tracing a path from the top of her messy bun and down her body - or what he could see of it hidden under his baggy t-shirt and their sheets.
Darcy felt color rushing to her cheeks. Just because she knew how he felt didn’t mean she was comfortable hearing it. “Daddy, stop,” she half-whined as she brought her hands up to cover her face.
“I will not stop, baby girl.” Tony reached forward and grabbed both of her hands in one of his, pulling them away from her face. For a brief moment she thought about turning her face away from his, making this game last just a little longer, but she knew, in the end, he’d win. “I will not stop until you believe you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“Sure, maybe later today after -”
“No, Darcy,” Tony said, his voice going hard as he gazed down at her intently. “Not later today after you have your hair and makeup done, and those long nails put on. Right. Now.” His last two words were punctuated with a kiss to each of her hands. “You, laying there with your hair all messed up from sleep, no makeup on, wearing nothing but one of my grungy old shirts? Never seen anything more beautiful in my life.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips, and with the shift in positions, she could feel the evidence of how much he liked the sight pressing against her hips.
“No one gets to see you like this but me, baby girl. Later tonight, when I’m taking you out on the town and showing you off? You’ll be gorgeous then, and I’ll be proud to have you on my arm, but while everyone else can’t take their eyes off of you, I’ll be the luckiest one. I’m the one that gets to see you come undone. I’m the one that gets to wake up to you each morning and see your first smile of the day.”
“Daddy,” she squirmed beneath him, her hips flexing against his length as she mentally cursed the blanket between them.
“That’s right,” he answered with a smug grin. “I’m your Daddy and I’m going to pamper and praise you every second I get.”
“Admit it,” Darcy grinned back. “You love those long nails, I’ll be almost completely dependent on you for the rest of the weekend while I adjust to doing things without the use of the tips of my fingers.”
“Only when you admit you’re the most beautiful woman in the world,” he said as he pulled the blanket out from between them and settled in between her legs.
“Like that will ever happen,” Darcy rolled her eyes.
“Guess I’ll have to work harder,” he shifted and his hard cock settled between her wet folds, “on showing you how much I mean it.”
“I don’t think I’ll mind that too much.”