Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 51210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
CHAPTER 13
“Good news, baby. The university has canceled classes for the rest of the week because of the illness running rampant throughout campus,” Max said the next day. He was thrilled to see the patches of color had faded from her cheeks. “Let’s get you another dose of medicine. How are you feeling?”
“Better! Can I get up today? Zale said I could.”
“You remember that, hmmm? Let’s check your temperature first,” Max said. He wouldn’t take chances with her health.
“No, Daddy. I feel okay,” she rushed to assure him, blushing. That alone told him that the illness was losing its hold on her. Yesterday, she’d napped on and off all day. If she had the energy to protest, she must be recovering her strength.
“If your fever is still gone, I’ll let you get up and watch a movie.”
“What movie?”
“Negotiating?” he asked he asked, picking up the lubricant and squeezing a good amount on his index finger. “Turn over, baby.”
“Daddy!”
Max twirled a finger in the air, instructing her to change positions. With a dramatic sigh, Saylor followed his instructions. He quickly parted her bottom and spread the slick gel over her tight rosebud before pressing his finger deep inside her. He carefully spread the mixture thoroughly on the walls of her sensitive passage.
Saylor clenched her hands on her pillow and struggled not to wiggle or respond to his explorations. He hid his smile. She was very responsive here. He would love showing her how enjoyable receiving his cock here would be. His shaft jerked in his pants at the idea of burying himself deep in her tight heat.
“Daddy!” she protested again as he lingered on his task.
“Daddy has to make sure you’re prepared, baby. You’ll welcome my thoroughness in taking care of you when I take you here.”
“No, Daddy,” she protested, turning to look at him in shock. Max controlled his expression as he detected the sexual interest flaring in her gaze. Yes, Saylor would enjoy more attention here than just his finger.
She needed to be in better health for him to make love to her anywhere, Max reminded himself. Withdrawing his touch, Max drew the large, old-fashioned thermometer from the jar of lubricant and slid it into her bottom. Twisting the tube, he coaxed it as deep as possible to get the best reading. Then cupping his hand over the instrument, he held it in place with his fingers resting on her cute bottom. His baby was so cute.
He glanced at his watch to see when he should check the results. Zale had recommended ten minutes to ensure the best reading. To distract her, Zale asked, “What kind of movies do you like, little girl? Animated? Romcoms? Mystery?”
“I suppose you like action/thrillers,” she muttered into the pillow.
“Sure, I like those, but I also like science fiction, scary movies, and those with cute animals. Really just about anything. I don’t get to watch many movies, so they’re always fun.”
“I can’t do scary movies. They give me bad dreams,” she said.
“You won’t watch any of those, young lady,” he said, laying down the law.
“I could if I wanted to. You’re not the boss of me.”
“Really? I thought that’s exactly what a daddy was. The rule maker,” Max told her.
A soft snort came from the face buried in the pillow. Yeah, she was feeling better. He loved that Saylor had spunk. She would keep him on his toes.
“Some of your nursery furniture will start arriving today. I think everything is here by the middle of next week. Would you like to have everyone over during the weekend for a picnic? The guys would like to help put everything together,” Max asked.
“Nursery?” she asked, looking back at him.
“Yes, Saylor. Every little girl needs a nursery.”
“Brooklyn showed me the cute characters you painted on her walls. It looks like such a fun room.” Saylor turned her face back to the pillow and coughed.
“Too much talking, little girl. How about if you let me talk?”
Saylor nodded, blinking her eyes to get rid of the tears that had flooded them. He could see the tension ease from her body. She wasn’t feeling even fifty percent of her normal energy level yet.
“I thought maybe you and I could design your nursery together. How about if you think about things you really like? Stuffed animals, flowers, cartoon characters? Don’t tell me now—I’d like you consider what would make you happiest.”
Max’s watch buzzed. Her ten minutes were up. He withdrew the thermometer, deliberately circling her puckered, nerve-rich entrance with the rounded tip. She clenched her bottom and squirmed. He loved that she was so responsive.
“Medicine, baby,” he announced and shook a thick, bullet-shaped suppository out of the package Zale had left for him. How the medic had the supplies prepared for all the Littles when they simultaneously got sick amazed him. Zale definitely took his job seriously.