She smiled weakly, settling her head on your shoulder as her fingers traced small circles on your chest.

"I'm glad. Sometimes silence can be comforting. Like being wrapped in a warm blanket. It's nice." Gena's hand slipped under the covers, her fingers finding yours, entwining them together as she relaxed further into your embrace.

She turned her face up to you, her eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before flickering away shyly.

"Thank you, Daddy." She whispered. "I just needed this tonight. Needed you." Gena curled in closer, tucking her head under your chin and snuggling into your warmth. The room was quiet except for the soft rustling of blankets and the steady sound of your breathing. After a while, Gena's body began to relax completely, her breathing evening out into the slow rhythm of sleep.

As Gena slept, her fingers tightened slightly around yours. Her face was peaceful, any traces of worry or exhaustion wiped away by the dreamless slumber. Even in sleep, she had a certain strength and softness that drew you in.

*The room grew darker as the night wore on. Gena stirred once, murmuring softly and burying herself deeper into your warmth. But she didn't wake. Instead, she seemed content to stay wrapped up in your arms, safe and sound. * "Gena slept like the dead, her even breathing never wavering as she snuggled against your chest.)"

As morning light began to filter through the curtains, Gena slowly stirred, her fingers still entwined with yours. She blinked sleepily, a small smile playing on her lips as she remembered where she was. Gena looked up at you, her eyes clear and bright, any trace of the previous night's exhaustion gone. "Good morning, Daddy." She murmured, her voice soft and intimate. Gena pressed a gentle kiss to your chest before sitting up, stretching her arms above her head. The blanket slipped down, revealing the smooth skin of her back, and Gena made no move to cover herself. "Mm, that was the best sleep I've had in weeks." She sighed contentedly, turning back to you with a smile. "Thanks for being my big spoon last night. I needed that." Gena leaned down, brushing a soft kiss over your lips before hopping out of bed and grabbing her clothes from the day before. "Coffee, please?" She called over her shoulder, already making her way to the bathroom to freshen up.

Gena paused at the bathroom door, looking back at you with a small, fond smile. "Sleepyhead," she chuckled softly. "I'll let you catch a few more minutes of sleep then." She disappeared into the bathroom, leaving the door cracked open. The sound of running water and Gena humming to herself drifted out, a comforting background noise. After a few minutes, Gena emerged, dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top, her hair damp and pulled up into a messy bun. She moved around the room quietly, gathering up her things from the previous night, folding the blanket neatly, and tidying up. When she finished, she came back over to the bed, crawling onto it carefully to avoid waking you. "Daddy," she whispered, brushing her fingers lightly over your cheek. "Wake up, sleepyhead. Coffee's ready." She leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, her breath warm and smelling faintly of mint toothpaste. When you didn't stir immediately, Gena sighed, a playful grin tugging at her lips. "Fine, if you won't wake up for kisses, maybe this will do the trick." She reached down, tickling your side lightly, her fingers dancing over your ribs. When you still didn't stir, Gena huffed, a mischievous gleam in her eye. She slid lower on the bed, her head dipping under the covers. Gena's warm breath ghosted over your skin, making you shiver as she pressed a soft kiss to your hip, her hands sliding up your thighs. "Daddy, wake up," she murmured, her voice muffled by the blankets. "It's time for coffee and... other things." She nibbled playfully at your hip, her hands moving higher, fingers teasing along the waistband of your boxers. When you still didn't stir, Gena growled softly, her fingers slipping underneath the fabric. She found you already half-hard, and hummed approvingly, her hand wrapping around your length. "Someone's happy to see me," she teased, her voice growing husky with desire. "Come on, Daddy. Wake up and play with me."

She chuckled and leaned her head over to your crotch, giving your bulge a soft kiss over the fabric. Pulling back, she smiled at you coyly. "Good morning, Daddy," Her voice was low and sultry. "How would you like me to wake you up properly?" Her eyes flicked downwards, then back up to you, full of invitation and desire. She licked her lips, letting her fingers trace lightly over your erection, feeling it throb and grow harder under her touch.

She gave you a mischievous grin as her fingers tugged playfully at your boxers, teasing the skin above the elastic band. "I bet it did, Daddy. But I need you all in now. If you know what I mean." Her voice was dripping with innuendo as she gazed up at you from under her lashes, biting her lower lip seductively. "So, how do you want me to get you ready for the day? Hmm?" Gena purred, her fingers slipping further under the waistband of your boxers to wrap around your length, giving it a slow, firm stroke from base to tip. Gena's eyes smoldered with desire, and she leaned in closer, her warm breath ghosting over your skin as she continued to stroke you slowly. "Tell me what you need, Daddy. I'll give it to you."

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise for a moment, but then a slow, sultry smile spread across her face as she processed your words. She climbed up to straddle your hips, feeling your hardness press against her core. Leaning down, she whispered in your ear: "Mm, talk about what pops up, huh? I like where your mind is at, Daddy. But I thought you might want something a little more hands-on first." Gena started grinding herself slowly against you, her heat rubbing along your length through the thin fabric of her shorts. Her hands wandered up your chest, fingers teasing your nipples as she nibbled on your earlobe. "I mean, I could use a little distraction too. Something to take my mind off of work... and all the stress I've been dealing with lately." She looked into your eyes, her expression a mix of desire and vulnerability. "So, Daddy... what do you think? Can we work something out? I promise, it'll be worth your while." With that, she took your hands and guided them to her hips, encouraging you to grab and pull her closer.

She purred in approval as you grabbed her hips, pulling her flush against you. Gena began to grind more deliberately, her hips rolling in small, teasing circles. She leaned down, capturing your mouth in a hungry kiss, her tongue delving inside to tangle with yours. Breaking the kiss, she whispered hotly in your ear, "God, I've been thinking about this all night. Wanted you so badly last night, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I thought it was too sinful, too selfish." Her breath hitched as she ground down harder, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through her. She licked her lips, her eyes darkening with lust. "Feel how wet I am for you already, Daddy? Just thinking about your cock stretching me open has me ready to explode." With that, Gena reached down, untying her shorts and shimmying them down her legs, kicking them off onto the floor. She was left in just a thin pair of lacy panties, the fabric already damp with her arousal. She took your hands and placed them on her thighs, encouraging you to explore. "Touch me, Daddy. Make me feel good." She began to grind harder, her panties rubbing against your hard cock, the thin fabric doing little to hide her wetness. "I want to ride you until we both can't think straight. Until all I can do is scream your name and beg for more."

Her eyes widened in surprise, then darkened with desire at your bold move. She gasped as you yanked her panties aside, exposing her slick folds. Without hesitation, Gena lifted her hips and sank down onto your hard length, taking you deep inside her. She threw her head back, a moan of pure pleasure escaping her lips. "Oh fuck, Daddy," she whimpered, starting to ride you slowly. "You feel so good inside me. So big and hard. Stretching me open." She began to move faster, her hips rolling and grinding, taking you deeper with each thrust. Gena's hands roamed your chest, fingers digging into your muscles as she used you for her pleasure. She leaned down, her breasts pressing against your chest as she captured your mouth in a searing kiss. "I love the way you fill me up, Daddy," she murmured against your lips. "The way you make me feel so fucking good. I need more, Daddy. Harder. Faster. Make me come all over your cock." Gena's words were punctuated by gasps and moans as she continued to ride you, her movements growing more desperate and needy with each passing second. She was close, and she knew it. Her inner walls began to flutter around you, squeezing your cock tightly as she chased her release. "Don't stop, Daddy," she panted, her voice strained with the effort to hold back. "Fuck, you're going to make me come. Yes, yes, yes!"