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)
Quickly, Zale pressed the medicine into Saylor’s tight passage and held his finger in place. He’d discovered her natural reaction was to try to push the dose out. By anchoring it in place until the waxy substance melted inside her, Max felt more confident that she would get all the medicine she needed.
As soon as he removed his finger, she rolled over to look at him with the cutest pink cheeks. “Let Daddy get cleaned up, and then you can decide whether you wish to get up and watch a movie or nap.”
Saylor immediately opened her mouth to answer that question. He held up one finger and waggled it to remind her she wasn’t supposed to talk. Immediately, she snapped her jaw closed and nodded.
When he came back from washing his hands, Max brought a diaper with him. If she got up, gravity alone would draw the mixture inside her out. To keep her from being embarrassed by that, he’d wrap her bottom.
His little girl was almost asleep. Max hesitated in the doorway. He could let her sleep. When Saylor shifted as if she couldn’t get comfortable, he suspected her body had tired of lying around and she needed to change positions. He would take advantage of moving her to change the sheets as well, to kill any germs clinging to the material.
Moving quickly, he wrapped her bottom in the padded garment and pulled a T-shirt over her head, helping her thread her arms through the sleeves. He dropped a kiss on the top of her head when she fussed. “You’re so perfect, little girl. Just let Daddy care for you.”
“But… I don’t…”
“No talking, remember?” he asked. “I don’t want you to get cold or worry about being messy. Bottom medicine works great, but we’d have to put a plug in to trap the mixture inside you. Would you rather wear some special panties or have me slide an anal plug into your cute bottom?”
Immediately, she patted the top of her diaper. “You’re not making fun of me, are you?”
“No, baby girl. I’m taking care of you. Daddies don’t set up their Littles to tease them. At least the daddies I hang out with would never consider doing that. When you feel better, we’ll discuss what age your Little is happiest at. I will warn you I will always protect and care for you at a young age when you are sick or tired.”
She hesitated before nodding.
“Thank you for asking questions if you are worried about something. I know your throat still hurts and it’s hard to remember not to speak unless you have to. Would you like another throat soother?”
This time, her answer was quick. She nodded eagerly. Max grabbed one from the dresser and unwrapped it for her. Saylor reached out to take it and pop the lozenge bulb into her mouth.
Delighted with her cuteness, he gathered Saylor into his arms and carried her into the family room. Propping her up on the cushions at the end of the couch, Max sat down and draped her legs over his lap. He pulled a soft throw down from the back of the couch and draped it over her. She wiggled a bit to situate herself and sighed with contentment.
Max grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. He clicked over to a streaming service he’d added that morning and selected a popular animated movie. Saylor gathered the blanket in her hands and turned on her side to look directly at the action on the screen. A happy smile curved her lips as she watched.
She had napped a few times during the show but seemed to enjoy it. He’d loved having her so close. Normally, hanging out on the couch was the last thing he wanted to do. He only had a TV to watch the news and the weather. The rest of his time, Max chose to be active—working out, mowing the yard, hanging with his team. Spending time with his little girl was heaven.
“Over,” she said sadly when the credits rolled.
“Let’s take a snack break and we can choose another movie or do something else,” he suggested.
She clamped her hand on her abdomen when her tummy growled loudly.
“I’ll take that as a good idea. How about something warm for your throat? I have some potato soup frozen in the freezer.”
She nodded eagerly. When he picked her up to carry her to the kitchen island, she clung to his neck and pressed a kiss to his jaw. The sweet gesture went straight to his heart. As hot as their first interactions had sizzled, Max was happy to step back a bit to get to know her little side better. She needed time to heal, and they needed time together.
After reluctantly settling Saylor on a stool, he moved away to lean over his bottom drawer freezer compartment. When he looked back to check that she was okay with bacon and cheese in the dish, Max caught her ogling his butt. His shaft twitched in his pants. Yeah, she appreciated his muscles as much as he loved her slender curves.