Sir and Babygirl: Bound by Love by Kayla Lords

Three Little Words
    “ I love
you, Babygirl.” Johnathan stared into the mirror. The words rolled
off his tongue effortlessly. “I love you, Babygirl. You are my
world.”
    “ Uh, Dad?
Did you say something?” Johnathan's head whipped to the side at the
sound of Jason's voice. “Who are you talking to?”
    “ And what
the hell are you doing lurking outside of my bedroom?” His voice
was harsher than he intended. Being caught practicing a declaration
of love embarrassed the hell out of him.
    “ Sorry,
Dad.” His teenage son sounded just as embarrassed as he felt.
“Justin and I are headed out to play some ball and grab a
pizza.”
    “ Okay,
home by midnight.”
    A murmured, “Yeah, okay” trailed down the
hallway.
    Johnathan sighed and looked in the
mirror again. What will I do if she
runs?
    He felt his breath catch at the thought of losing
Katie. He knew she was still skittish about their relationship, but
he also knew that he had to let her know how he felt. He had to
tell her. Tonight was the night. He'd made reservations at a little
Italian place downtown where the owners spoke Italian and nothing
came out of a jar.
    Straightening his tie, Johnathan took one last look
in the mirror before heading out. Dialing as he walked to the car,
he knew tonight would be magical for both of them.
    “ Hello?”
The sound of her husky voice made his heart pound.
    “ Hey
there. How's my Babygirl?”
    She giggled. “I'm good, Sir. Are you on your way?” He
noted the anxiousness in her voice.
    “ Yes,
Babygirl, I am. Someone sounds a bit impatient.”
    “ I'm
trying not to be, but it's been too long. I'm ready for you to be
here!” If he didn't know better, he could imagine Babygirl stamping
her foot at him.
    Sir navigated the streets of his neighborhood before
finally hitting the interstate, flying down the road to see his
Babygirl. She chattered on about her day, her daughter Olivia's
upcoming birthday, and her fears and concerns. He listened with an
indulgent smile on his face.
    “ I know
what to do about that,” Sir replied after a lengthy diatribe from
Babygirl about her stress level from a hectic job, crying
four-year-old and a pending visit from her mother.
    Her giggle caused a tightening in his pants. “I bet
you do, Sir.”
    “ I've got
exactly what you need, girl.” His voice was almost a growl. “And
don't you ever forget it.”
    Sir's thoughts turned to his plans for the evening.
The boys were old enough to be left on their own for the night, and
he was taking full advantage of that fact. He thought about his
packed bag in the trunk. Shorts, tee-shirts, and a few new toys to
play with tonight. His palm itched at the memory of the last time
he turned Babygirl's ass red. His cock hardened as he pictured the
look of rapture on her face after the last hard spanking followed
by an even harder fucking. He knew exactly what she needed to dim
the noise in her mind and allow her to relax.
    BUMP! SCREEEEEEECH! Sir's car bumped and shuddered
along the road.
    “ Fuck! A
flat tire!” Sir gripped the steering wheel and pulled onto the
shoulder of the road.
    “ Are you okay? Is everything okay? Sir?!”
She sounded close to
tears.
    “ Hush,
sweet girl. I'm fine. It's just a flat tire.” Sir quelled his
growing aggravation at the delay in order to soothe her. “Let me go
so I can deal with this, and I'll give you a call as soon as I'm
back on the road. It shouldn't take too long, Babygirl. I lo...” He
choked back the last words. “I'll call you soon.”
    Babygirl's voice shook. “Okay, Sir. Please be
safe.”
    “ I will.” Sir ended the call and threw his
phone into the passenger seat. Damn the
luck! A flat tire was the last thing he
needed tonight.
    Shrugging out of his coat, Sir rolled up his sleeves,
and began to get to work. Muttering obscenities to himself, he
pulled the spare out of the trunk. In the same instant he saw the
puddle in the road next to him, a Mack truck barreled through it
without