The Daddy Voice (Part Three of Three): The Whisper and The Melt

(Begin with Part One)

“That’s a good girl,” he whispers.

Passion gives way to afterglow and she balloons down, listening to his whispers in her ear. His voice echoes inside her mind and she replays each sound, each syllable – over and over.

Her heartbeat lowers. Her skin cools and she melts beneath him as her littleness begins to return to her senses. She is warm within and her mind equates its state to her body. Each are feeling the affects of being touched so deeply that new emotions abound and her heart finds the steadiness to carry her through each thought separately.

And every thought along the way is ushered into the next with a presence that renews the emotions within her with each exhale from his lips.

He cradles her in his arms, on his lap – the one place she feels she truly belongs.

She touches his lips. It’s not that she isn’t listening. It’s that she has been listening. But her mind has been affected, her thoughts have been transformed and her heart has been whispered to.

Now, it’s about touch for her. Her fingers trace his jaw line and glide across his lips. She is returning to littleness and completing the journey they underwent.

As always, the destination – that very moment she know exists in – was the culmination of the journey she took with him and the lessons they taught each other.

Now, every sound he makes rings true in her heart as the things she has been waiting her whole life to hear. She simply had to find a way to listen in a manner which she had never before.

And the journey of the Daddy Voice turns destinations into final destinations, but not without the trip it takes to get there.

She kisses him and that kiss is important because she wants to touch the lips that spoke to her and made her little. She wants to breathe in his exhale and feel that breath within her.