Chemistry and connection

The thing I can’t ignore is the fire that happens to my skin when he touches me. The soft southern drawl when he asks how my day is. The quiet peace when he holds me.

For all the storms that come my way, he’s my shelter. I can’t ignore that.

He told me if I thought it best, I needed to be a big girl and take off my collar. I can do that. It’s a simple process of turning a key. But what then?

If he isn’t my Daddy, what do I do about this connection? Can he be just my boyfriend? Am I even capable of a vanilla relationship?

Obviously I have more questions than answers.

And decisions to make.

Damn this fire and fear.

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