Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Hallowed

As if knowing I was looking at him, Daddy turned his head a little. He smiled, a smile that was only directed at me. I felt the heat of Daddy's gaze burn and pierce through me. And after that, I heard no music, hardly realized anything: the people around me, the welcome speeches, the lectures, and even the sacred words I guaranteed, I went through everything along with a natural reaction that somehow could not be lost from me. All I really realized was myself, the nervousness and thumping, the shy blush and the reddish tinge I knew the more I dyed my cheeks, also a happy smile that never ceases to expand until finally the legal word as a married couple makes my eyes closed for a moment.

I am grateful in my heart. Now I'm legally his wife.

I'm not dreaming.

Not only my hands, I felt Daddy trembling as I touched and kissed his hands. And when he kissed me on the forehead, I couldn't prevent my smile from expanding perfectly. Haru and relief ambushed at the same time. I know, I'm the happiest bride today.

"I love you" he said slowly. He looked at me for a split second, as if he wanted to remember this moment forever.

A sense of peace that I never knew - - encompassing and fulfilling me. It felt like taking a moment off to hug my husband freely. Uuuh. unfortunately can not.

"happy?" ask Daddy in a whisper between the congratulations and warm greetings of the families and invited guests.

I nodded, my smile already representing my answer. I am so happy, that I wish time would pass and the night would come soon.

Shhh, we don't host the reception until night. Just for the afternoon. After lunch, the youth event took place, and we danced for a while before finally leaving the place to change while the youth-free event was still going on.

In the room, for fear that the zipper of my dress was broken, I asked Daddy for help lowering it. However, instead of touching the zipper of my dress, Daddy just made me gasp, knowing he pulled me to bed and overstretched me, the upper part of his body covered my body.

"Daddy...." I pushed his chest. "Daddy made his love symbol messy..," I protested as the rose petals that adorned our bed were scattered.

Daddy looked down at me, next to his eyebrows raised. "It should be, right? Should we have fun on the floor or on the couch? We are newlyweds. It's not comfortable, lo."

"Yes, not so. But kan-"

"Sama-sama," I said. "I should have made you happy. But now, please let me go. I have to change clothes. Okay?"

Daddy smiled, his gaze piercing. "Related?" tanyakanya.

"Related. Patience, yes. Wait for the night" I said.

"What if now?"

"Daddy. I don't want to be absent when our families say goodbye."

Pretending to be deaf, he landed light kisses on my neck. "A little while" he whispered.

No. I'm shaking. "Daddy." I said, "people say, if after the first contact, women will feel as if they have lost half their lives. He said he would feel like he was losing consciousness. Later if I experience that, people can't say goodbye to me. I'm not good later."

"Will it be like that?"

"Ih. Kan said. I'm not experienced, you know!"

"So you have to wait until night?" he asked, but his eyes were exploring my body, his lips were slightly frowning, and his hands were mischievous. I*slowly as he cupped and caressed my chest.

Oh, my gosh. I could hardly wait until we were alone, until I could hug Daddy and kiss him, plus explore his hard body to the satisfaction.

"Soon," I said. "Patience a little more."