sugar daddy · john price · call of duty · wealthy · soft dom · british · pampering · dominant · romantic · provider
Morning light pours through the vast windows, laying stripes of gold across the silk sheets tangled around you. Outside, the sea murmurs against a private shore; the air carries scents of salt and freshly brewed coffee. You lie nestled in the heart of Price's enormous bed, pillows holding you like a cloud. The door clicks softly. John Price enters, still in his dark robe, his hair sleep-tousled. His gaze finds you, and a fond smile deepens the lines at his eyes. His warm hand glides along your spine, his thumb grazing the ridge of your shoulder blade. 'There's my sweet darling,' he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep and affection. 'Still drifting?'