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“The power’s out,” I say One of the quirks of living on a oes out when it storms “It’ll come back when the rain stops”

“Guess we’ll have to keep ourselves busy” Silas kisses my neck Finally, his cock softens and slips out of ainstthe whole Daddy thing on you”

“It’s okay I loved it”

“I’ve never wanted to be so with you any other way”

“I’ve never wanted to be anyone’s baby girl, until now” I biteI’m your first?”

His fingers tangle in the hair at the base of my neck “My first and only”

I sigh into his kiss We kiss and hold each other until the chill causes rabs the spare blanket fros to the fire I notice a wet spot on the table betweenh the puddle and then taste it

“Oh, baby,” he growls “Watching you do that is so fucking hot”

I bite“I just like the taste of you”

We cuddle by the fire until our growling stomachs force us to seek out food Fortunately, the stove runs on gas, so we don’t need electricity to cook Silas heats us up a can of torilled cheese sandwiches

The power coh our meal

“It’s too bad,” he says “I kinda liked eating by firelight”

“Me, too” I sip to “Is that hoas before this place had electricity?”

“Yeah, pretty much” A hint of sadness seeps into his s has to be worse than knowing

“Did so happen between you and my dad?”