Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Longed

Holding on to the handlebars I ride, I prepared to accompany Daddy to explore his extreme sports hobby. The handsome man tightened his cycling helmet and put on gloves. "Well, this is gonna be fun."

"It'll be more fun if there's a present" I said.

Daddy frowning. "Gift?"

"Mmm-hmm. for the winner."

"Whoa! Someone challenged it."

"Brave?"

"Who's afraid! Get ready to give me a gift."

"Don't be too confident, Daddy."

I rested the knee support on my left leg, while Daddy picked up a water bottle wedged in the frame of his bike. Good, he opened the bottle and poured the water into his mouth. That's when I decided to take the chance.

"Prepare with your gift, Daddy...!" shouts from behind my shoulders as I paddled quickly across the forest floor that was being dragged by small branches from the trees on the path I crossed, feeling the breath of fresh wind on my face.

I am confident that I will win this race.

"Oi!" I heard him yelling at me. "Alright, honey, please cheat!"

We darted through the tortuous terrain of the track, avoiding the low hanging tree branches and roots sticking out into the track, trying to handle the track skillfully. But unfortunately in front of me there is a puddle that makes me slip and fall like a buffalo in a puddle. I just got up when Daddy got ahead of me, instead of stopping to help me, he laughed triumphantly while doing so.

"Prepare with your gift, Kejora!" yells.

Can't do. I have to be the winner. My adrenaline flow was intoxicating as I hurriedly returned to the bike and pedaled after it.

Up ahead, the streets are gnawing with the roots of small but numerous trees, this makes me able to catch up to Daddy. I was a few inches away from the rear wheel, but he managed to stay in front of me.

"I won't let you win, baby!"

Daddy's smile lit up the forest more clearly than the spotlights when cycling at night. He found an energy reserve out of nowhere and then made a distance ahead of me, laughing like a madman while looking back over his shoulder.

A mistake! Right at that moment he did not see a sizable root right in front of him, either, the front wheel of the bike hit him and made Daddy clump through the handlebars and land and slip a few meters in the muddy track right on his butt. The sight was so laughable that I woke up, feeling my victory was near.

But baby, the puddle was so slippery that I lost my balance and slipped a few inches from Daddy's body who was out of breath but laughing.Shaken by the giggling laughter, he said, I lay on the ground for some time, my back protesting loudly.

When our laughter subsided, Daddy pulled himself up straight, offered me his hand and pulled me up. "Are you okay?"

I checked myself out, and I'm fine. Besides my incredibly dirty pants, I think I survived this fall. "Yes. I'm fine, Dad. Thank you." Thank you."

He smiled a smile. We took each other's bikes and dragged them under a large shady tree. "Rest first, honey," he said. He took out a water bottle, then leaned his tall figure on the tree trunk, he sipped his drinking water several times. While I took off my cycling hat, then took out my phone from my waist bag, and recorded myself against the backdrop of a beautiful scene. With majestic tall trees rising from lush green foliage, the forest around us is stunning in both appearance and size - stretching in all directions as far as the eye can see. And you know, Daddy kissed my cheek.

"If you win, what prize do you want?" Daddy asked.

I'm shaking.

"Say," said Daddy. "Even if you don't win, how know I'll give it to you."

I took a deep breath and then I looked at him. "I want to ask for money, to. emm."

"Thank you for losing."

"It's a semester off, Daddy. Later-"

"I like your natural black hair. Okay well? Don't argue."

"I'll be able to shut it down again..," I whine. "Only for a few days during the holidays, please...."

He's still shaking. I know, I wouldn't have gotten permission for that. At least I tried to say it.

"So, what about a gift for me?"

"What's? Exactly-"

"I'm ahead, and you haven't passed me."

Hmm..my fault was cheating at the beginning so that he could set his own rules. "alright. I'll think about it later" I said.

"Didn't you let me ask?"

The deg!

Heart stopped. I admit my brain thinks it's dirty because we're only two in this lonely place. "No way," I said. "Let me think for myself. Okay?"

"I hope it's something special." His black eyes were flinching.

The attachment to his gaze made me somewhat uncomfortable. I turned my face. "Hmm.hopefully, yeah. Anyway I'll think about it." I turned back to welcome his gaze. "Home, yuk? We're dirty like this."

He nodded and a gentle smile flashed on his lips. Raising his hand, he cleared away the dirt from my cheek with a skillful movement, his black eyes never escaping my gaze. My breath got a little faster as his fingers softly crammed against the curve of my cheekbones, and I could see the blooming of his chest that seemed to be clearly replying to me. All at once, it was as if the whole forest was filled with electric sparks, when an invisible force began to pull us closer, slowly...

Somehow, I found myself squeezed between a tree trunk and its stocky body. In the arms, in the heat of his kiss, and the roar of his warm breath swept across my face and filled me with intimacy. There is a passion that burns wildly.

I know, part of him is very longing. There was a stifled desire and I felt it when he pressed his body on me before he finally broke away from me. He retreated. "Come, go home" he said with a hoarse voice.

I am confused, should I be disappointed, or just relieved? I know, I was just as demanding as he felt.