Like everyone else.
She knew it wasn’t fair to Linc. He’d never treated her as disposable. But having so many people enter and leave her life, with not one of them trying to find her or contact her again, it had done something to her. And trust just didn’t come easily. Already she was amazed by how she’d opened up to him. However, it was just that step further to reveal her heart to him.
“I love having you here, teeny. I hope you’ll never leave.”
She smiled, her heart opening just that bit more. “You say the nicest things.”
“It’s only the truth. Now, it’s time for your nap.”
She frowned. “Can’t I read my book while lying on the sofa?”
“Nope. You’re having a proper nap.”
“But I haven’t done anything all day.”
“It’s not just physical stress that can be tiring, mental stress can be even more exhausting and you’ve had plenty of that lately. Besides, you told Doc you often don’t sleep well so you have plenty of catching up to do.” He stood and held out his hand to her.
She took it with a loud sigh. But she let him lead her to the bedroom. He stopped by the bed. “Do you need to test your blood sugar?”
Nodding, she grabbed her bag off the bedside table and tested herself. While she did that, he grabbed one of his T-shirts, laying it on the bed. “Arms up,” he commanded when she was finished.
She held up her arms and he took off her sweater then her T-shirt. Finally, he reached around and undid her bra. She clasped hold of the front of it as he drew it off.
“Daddy!”
“Let go. You can’t sleep in your bra. And none of your body should be off-limits to Daddy. All of him belongs to you and all of you belongs to Daddy. Understand?”
“Yes.” She lowered her hands and he drew off her bra. Then he knelt between her legs and ran a finger down her breast, twirling it around her nipple.
“These tits are so beautiful. I wish I could play with them all day. Suck at them, squeeze them, bury my face in them.”
So now she was turned on. Damn him. How was she going to sleep like this? Well, she guessed she could take care of it herself.
“Lie back,” he urged. Once she was on her back, he slid off her yoga pants and panties. She placed her arm over her eyes, knowing she was completely on display.
“That’s a beautiful sight. Part your legs for me.”
“Linc.”
A light smack on her pussy had her groaning. Why was that such a turn-on?
“What do you call me?”
“Daddy or Sir.”
“That’s right. Now part your legs. I want another taste and we both know that a few orgasms help you to relax. Last night after you came several times, you slept like a baby.”
She whimpered, but she couldn’t deny it. Last night was the best night’s sleep she’d had in years. She found herself pushing her legs apart. She wasn’t given time to worry about her taste or whether he’d like it. He placed his mouth immediately over her shaved pussy. Then his tongue slid along her lips, brushing briefly over her clit.
“Oh God!” she cried out.
He lapped at her, his hands kept her thighs from closing as he played with her, swirling his tongue around her clit over and over until she was at the edge then jabbing at her entrance with shallow thrusts that drove her insane.
She wanted him inside her.
Then he raised his hands to her breasts. He played with her nipples as he returned his tongue to her clit. She threw her head back as heat rushed over her. Her pussy clenched down. Her orgasm grew and grew until she screamed with her release.
Still, he lapped at her, licking at her folds as her breath came in sharp pants, her entire body shaking with reaction.
“That’s my good girl,” he told her, kissing up her tummy to suck on one nipple then the other. He cupped her pussy. “Such a sweet pussy.” A kiss landed gently on her lips. Then reaching over, he grabbed the T-shirt.
“Sit up, teeny.”
She felt kind of dazed and out of it as he dressed her in the T-shirt. He drew the covers down and helped her into bed. After making sure she had Princess Nana and her snuggly, he pulled the curtains. The curtains were black-out ones so he turned the light on in the bathroom. Then he kissed her forehead gently. “When you wake up, you’re to come find me immediately. Once the baby monitor I ordered arrives, you’ll be able to wait in bed for me to come to you. Do not get dressed, just come straight to the office, understand?”
“Yes, Daddy, but I won’t sleep,” she muttered as her eyes drifted shut and she fell asleep.
26
Linc looked up from his work as a Little girl appeared in his doorway. Her hair was a tangled mess from her nap and he made a note to braid it next time. She still wore his T-shirt and as she rubbed at her eyes, it rode up far enough to show him that she wasn’t wearing panties.
What a good girl she was.
Maybe he should always have her come to him like this after her naps. It was freaking adorable. And it was making his already hard cock strain against his jeans. Damn, it was a wonder he could get any work done with all the blood pooling in his cock.
She still had Princess Nana and her snuggly in one arm. He wished that he had her playroom ready. But he’d set up a different sort of area for her this afternoon. He was still working through a pile of paperwork that had gotten neglected. No wonder Clint was so grouchy at times, having to deal with paperwork made him grumpy too.
Maybe what he needed was a reward for getting through this work.
“Come here, Mari-girl,” he told her. “Daddy wants you to sit on his lap.”
She walked forward with a yawn. “I can’t believe I fell asleep.”
“You’ve been asleep for two hours. I was about to come in and wake you. Didn’t want you to sleep too long or you’d never get to sleep tonight. Although they do say you’re not supposed to wake a sleeping baby.”
“Daddy,” she protested as he lifted her onto his lap so she was straddling his legs. “I’m not a baby.”
“Ahh, but you’re my baby, aren’t you? Tell me you’re my sweet Little baby girl.”
She squirmed on his lap. “I’m your sweet Little baby girl.”
“That you are. Now do you have to go potty?”
“Daddy!”
“What?”
“You not supposed to ask questions like that,” she told him.
“Then how am I supposed to know whether you need to go or not? And you didn’t answer me.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “I have to go.”
He stood her on her feet. “Let’s go then.”
“I don’t need any help,” she muttered.
“I won’t stay while you pee, not until you’re more comfortable with me doing that.”
“Can’t see that ever happening.”
Oh, it would.
He took Princess Nana and her snuggly from her, placing them on his desk. He led her into the bathroom, then drew the T-shirt up over her hips so she was bare as he guided her onto the toilet. He kissed her gently as she growled at him.
“I’ll go make you a snack. Do what you need to then come straight back to the office. Understand?”
“Such a bossy daddy,” she grumbled to herself as she walked back into the office. He was sitting behind the desk again. She looked over in interest at what he’d done in the corner of the room. There were two chairs from the dining table set up with a blanket over them and pillows scattered underneath.
“Daddy! Is that a blanket fort?”
“It’s a reading fort,” he told her. “Until we get your bean bag chair, I thought you might like to read in it and then I can keep you close to me. What do you think?”
She jumped up and down with a squeal. “It’s perfect.”
“Good. I’m glad you like it. Thought you might want to keep reading Caley’s story while I work.”
“That sounds perfect.” She couldn’t believe he was thoughtful.
“First, come give Daddy some loves and then have your snack and some water. You tested your blood sugars?”
“Yep, it’s good.”
She ended up sitting on his lap and eating her snack while he made sure she drank plenty of water. She wondered what it would be like to curl up on his lap while he gave her a bottle. Maybe she’d find out in a few days. The idea made her feel warm inside.
“Shall I go get dressed?” she asked.
“You can stay in what you have on. We’re not going anywhere.”
When she was finished eating, he kissed the top of her head.
“Right, teeny. You can go to your reading fort. I put your eReader in there already. If you need anything, then call out for me, okay?”
She climbed off his lap.
“Okay, Daddy. Work hard.” She waggled a finger at him, giving him a stern look. “No slacking off.”
He whacked her ass as she darted away too slowly. She giggled then grabbed Princess Nana and her snuggly off the desk before settling into her reading fort.
It was about an hour before he started to notice her squirming. He eyed her water bottle. Not much had gone down. She was lying on her front, facing away from him. Every so often, she’d go to tug the T-shirt down, but it kept riding up giving him a glimpse of that pert ass.
“Do you need to go potty, baby?” he asked casually.
“No!” she replied.
“Then why are you squirming around so much?”
“No reason,” she said in a suspiciously tight voice.
He put down the invoice he was reading and looked over at her. Was she in pain? Discomfort?
Aroused?
“Is my baby turned on?” he asked huskily.
“Oh God.”
“You know you don’t get to come without my permission, don’t you?”
Another groan. He felt safe grinning since she was facing away from him.
“Is Caley’s book turning you on? Maybe you should read it out loud.”
“No!”
Oh, that just made him more curious.
“Answer me, Mari-girl. Are you aroused?”
“I don’t wanna.”
“Well, I guess I’m just going to have to come over there and find out for myself.”
She whirled onto her back, her legs coming together. “No, you don’t!”
“Oh, I think I do. You’re squirming around so much it’s distracting me. Are you in pain?”
Her eyes darted around, looking everywhere but at him. “No.”
“Are you bored?”
“Nooo,” she groaned.
“Then what else could it be?”
“Okay, I’m turned on.”
“Then why didn’t you ask me to help you? I told you if you needed something you were to ask.”
“I can’t ask for that!” she told him.
“Sure you can. If my baby needs to come then I want to know and like I told you, I’m a very indulgent Daddy. Which is very lucky for you because it means I likely won’t deny you an orgasm unless you’ve been naughty.”
He walked over and knelt at her feet. “Part your legs, I want to see how wet this pussy is.”
She moaned and he thought she might put up a protest, which would have been futile, but she surprised him by parting those gorgeous thighs and showing him how wet she was between her legs. Leaning in, he licked at the crease of her thighs, tasting her sweetness. He took his time, lapping her mound without going anywhere near her slit.
“Daddy, please.”
“I want you to read to me while I’m eating you out.”
“I can’t!”
“I want you to try. You’re going to read to me until I say you can come, then you can put it down. But if you stop before I give permission, then I’ll stop and go back to my paperwork, leaving you unsatisfied.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Try me.”
“But you said you would give me whatever I needed, I just had to ask.”
“But you didn’t ask, did you? You made Daddy guess. If you’d asked me if you could come straight from the get-go then you’d already have come and Daddy would be cleaning you up.”
“Damn it,” she muttered.
“Read,” he commanded.
“Dear Lord, can’t believe I’m doing this.”
He licked up along her thigh.
“Okay. Okay. Here goes.” She cleared her throat.
“Lean over the hay bale,” Jonty ordered.
Mars had already put a blanket over the hay. Always thoughtful.
Tase had brought the plug and lube. Yeah, that wasn’t so thoughtful.
Jonty was the undisputed leader of their little family. Firm but fair. He always got the final say.
Tase was the disciplinarian. Quieter than the other two and more serious. She couldn’t get away with much if Tase was around.
Mars was the sweetheart. The indulgent one. She had him wrapped around her little finger.
Although right now, he wasn’t looking all that indulgent. His face was stern. His arms were crossed over his chest. She gave him a pleading look. Surely, he’d argue on her behalf. He’d done it before when it came to discipline. When he turned to Jonty, she felt the knot in her stomach unravel slightly. She really didn’t want to feel the crop on her poor bottom.
“Should we plug her before she’s disciplined?” Mars asked. “Or after?”
Disbelief filled her. He didn’t just say that, right? He couldn’t have.
“Let’s plug her first. Tase, you can plug her. Mars would you like be the one to discipline her since you’re the one she disobeyed?” Jonty asked casually.
“Yes, I would.”
Lily felt the cheeks of her bottom being drawn apart. Tase pressed a lubed finger inside her bottom, stretching her, getting her ready for the plug.
Finally, she realized how serious they were.
And that she was in deep, deep trouble.
“Put the eReader down, Mari-girl,” he commanded. Gratefully, she dropped it to the side. She was scarcely able to read, she was so turned on.
Marisol started to whimper as her need grew. Her nipples were tight buds as Linc sucked on her clit, his finger moving from her pussy down to her asshole.
“Please I can’t . . . I can’t. . .”
He pressed his finger against the puckered bud, and she came with a scream, her entire body shuddering from the explosions. He continued to lap at her, bringing her down from her high. Then he lifted himself up over her body, peering down at her with a grin. “That was fun.”
Fun wasn’t the word she would use.
“We’ll have to do that again.”
She groaned. It was official. He was trying to kill her with orgasms.
And are you complaining?
Hell. No.
27
Marisol looked at the packages longingly.
They were all stacked in the living room, waiting to be opened. They were calling to her.
Open me, Marisol. Open me.
How was she supposed to resist? She’d waited sooo long already. Honestly, it felt like Linc had been gone for days not hours. When was he coming home? It had to be soon, right?
She’d been here four nights now. A whole lot of packages had arrived this morning, but it had been easier to resist their pull when she was busy reading Caley’s book.
But she’d just finished it. And she was on her own with nothing to do.
Surely opening one of them would be okay, right?
How long was it until Linc got home? Two hours. And then she’d have to eat lunch and have a nap before she was allowed to open anything.
That just wasn’t fair.
She’d open one then rewrap it. He’d never know. Marisol tiptoed over to the packages, even though there was no one in the house other than her. She grabbed a small package. Opening it up, she let out a delighted cry as she saw the box of building blocks inside. She couldn’t wait to build something.
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xcitement flooded her. Maybe she should just peek at something else. She grabbed another package and opened it up. Ooh. It was her crafting stuff. This was so much fun. Look at all the glitter. She couldn’t wait to create something with this.
This was even better than Christmas.
Linc climbed out of his truck and stretched. Last night as his baby slept, he’d gotten all caught up on paperwork so he could spend the afternoon with her. After her nap, of course. He thought most of the stuff he’d ordered was here, so he’d unpack some while she was sleeping and set up her playroom.
He was looking forward to spending more time with her Little. He hadn’t pushed her on it, wanting her to open up on her own. But he figured this would help her relax more and put her in the right headspace.
Tonight, he might also convince her to let him bathe her. He’d ordered some special toys for the bath. For her big and her Little.
He had to adjust himself before he entered the house. His cock seemed to be constantly hard. He dreamed about her sweet pussy. Christ, he couldn’t think of her pussy right now or he’d have to go take a cold shower.
After taking off his jacket and boots, he walked into the living room. “Mari-girl? Where are you?”
He came to a complete stop.
Holy. Shit.
The living room was a mess of packaging, toys, clothes and flat-pack furniture. Marisol turned from where she was pouring glitter onto a piece of cardstock. But as she turned, the glitter continued to pour out.
Right onto the carpet.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
He closed his eyes for a moment. In. Out. In. Out.
“Daddy? Daddy, are you okay?”
In. Out. It was just a mess. It was easily tidied up. That glitter might be an issue but that was what vacuum cleaners were for.
“Daddy? Oh God, have I killed you?”
He opened his eyes and looked down into Marisol’s concerned eyes. She was biting at her lip worriedly, shifting her weight from foot to foot. She was wearing a pair of yoga pants and her cute cat hoodie.
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