"Marry you?" I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. "Really?" I asked, just as the first tear streamed down my cheek.

"Marry me. Let me give you the life you deserve. Let take care of you, let me spoil you, let me love you.FoREVer. Baby girl, marry me."

I was astonished. I didn't really know how to respond. I mean marriage is a big step, but at the same time this was something that I had always wanted but knew I could never have, so of course I was going to say..

"Yes.. Of course I'll marry you." I smiled, and threw my arms around his neck.

He let out a long sigh of relief, probably because I had taken so long to respond.

"I love you."

"I love you," I responded, kissing him on the lips, allowing my mouth to linger on his.

He then picked me up and spun me around the room, carrying me to his room, swinging the door open with his foot. He flopped me down onto the bed and crawled on top of me, straddling my waist. I could feel his erection on my lower tummy, forcing the ball of fire in my core to grow even bigger.

"I have something for you, something I never even gave your mother-it's that special to me," he said in a low voice, running his thumb across my lips.

"Okay?" I asked, shakily.

He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my forehead, allowing himself to linger longer than necessary, before abruptly getting up and skipping over to his closet.

"This belonged to my Nana, she gave it to me when me and your mom were getting married. I didn't really know if I loved your mom enough to give it to her, so I just bought her one, and never told her about this one. I'm glad because she would have ended up with it in the divorce, and it's the only thing I have left of my grandmother. I would have been devastated. I knew when I married her that it would somehow never work out-that it would end nasty. I never would have guessed though that it would indirectly be because I was sleeping with my gorgeous.. daughter. When I decided to propose to that daughter of mine, there was no question that I would give her this." He said, getting down on one knee. "I have no doubts with you, like I did with your mom. I know by giving this to you I'm not losing it, because I'll never let you go.. not ever. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone, even if that makes me sound like a terrible man, it's true. Baby, you are the air that I breath, the blood in my veins.. the beat of my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you by my side. I can't imagine living any other way.. I couldn't. I don't understand how the way I feel for you could be illegal, love is love." He took my hand and placed a kiss on my ring finger before sliding it on. A tear fell from his eyes, joining the rest of mine on my lap. "I can't wait to make you my wife."

I threw my arms around him kissing my hard on the mouth, the ring was beautiful, but not as beautiful as this man-my man. MINE.

Matt picked me up, and placed me back on the bed, quickly undressing both of us. He kissed my throat, running his tongue along my pulse.

"Let me make love to you as my fiance' for the first time, love," he said against my throat. He rubbed his dick on my clit, making me squirm, before slowly pushing into me, causing us both to cry out. Leaning down he took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it gently as he pulled out, before slowly sliding back in.

"Fuck! Daddy!" I cried.

He soon picked up a fast rhythm that had us both screaming and panting.

"Oh yes. Ohhhhhhh FUCK! Uhh."

"DADDY! Oh God! Oh, don't stop, HARDER!" I screamed, reaching my peak.

"Kiera! Fuck, yes, Kiera! KIERA, Kiera wake up!"

I awoke to the sound of birds singing outside my window. The light was shining brightly, heating up the whole room. Dad wasn't in bed, which isn't unusual for him, and I thought I heard him waking me up.. I rolled onto my back, and stretched, letting out a long groan, before sluggishly sliding out of the bed, and heading to the bathroom.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Eyeliner was smeared across my face in a mess that resembled a raccoon.

Ugh.

I guess U had been crying in my sleep.. As always when have that dream. It's my favorite because it actually happened, unlike my other dreams.

I started the shower, not bothering with the cold water, and climbed in. Just standing there under the scalding hot water made my muscles relax, and generally made me feel better. I shaved, and washed, and all that jazz, and then just stood there in the water basking in the comfortable silence.

Closing my eyes, I leaned my forehead on the wall farthest away from the shower head. Just as I had started to drift off, I felt a pair of big muscular arms wrap around me.

He pulled me against him, nuzzling his face in my hair, taking a deep breath.

"Mmmm."

"Dad, stop, you're turning me on."

Instead he pushed his pelvis into my butt.

Looks like someone else is turned on..

I turned in his arms and pressed my lips to his, shoving my tongue in his mouth. He groaned, and pinned my hands above my head, sucking my throat.

Just as I was getting into it, he stopped abruptly, looked at me and let me go. He got out of the shower, cleared his throat, and said,

"After you're done, we need to talk. So hurry up."

Soon after I could hear the sound of him pleasuring himself from the bedroom. What the fuck it going on with him?

Notes

I'm going to go ahead and post the next two chapters. And then this site will be up to date with mibba. :) Please comment and tell me what you think. I've gotten far less feedback on this story than I did on Daddy's Little Girl, and it makes me second guess everything, and makes me wonder if what I'm doing is pleasing my readers. :/ Love you guys!