Chapter Nine
Eloise
“Blade wanted me to let you know he’d be ready for you in just a second,” I said to one of Blade’s regulars.
“Thank you,” she said, sticking out her hand. “I’m Lennon.”
“I’m Eloise. It’s nice to meet you.”
“You as well. You’re new, right?”
“I am. I’m just helping out with some scheduling.”
“I think maybe it’s a bit more than that.” She laughed. “I’ve seen the way he watches you.”
Heat rushed to my face, but I nodded. “We’re together.”
She smiled, a real genuine smile, and said, “That’s so exciting, congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
I went back to the computer and checked over the books again. Allyson would come in soon and I wanted to make sure things were ready for her. Finishing that, I decided I wanted a cup of coffee.
“Would you like a drink while you wait?” I asked Lennon.
“Oh, caffeine would be wonderful, thank you,” she said, stifling a yawn.
Rushing to the back, I quickly grabbed two drinks, heeding a warning from Smoke to use my walking feet, I brought one out to Lennon and set it beside her.
“Thank you so much,” she said, “I stayed up way too late reading last night.”
“Oh? What are you reading?” I asked, looking down at the yellow book in her hand.
“Sew Into You by Amity Malcom. It’s a sweet sapphic story about two young women who get ripped apart by life, and reunite as adults. It’s a second chance romance.”
“Oh, that sounds beautiful.” I didn’t read much, but I wanted a hobby. Maybe reading could be that hobby.
“It is,” she answered, looking unsure for the first time since we started talking. “I-I’m gay,” she stated, lifting her head and squaring her shoulders. “I've just come out of the closet and so I’m trying to support authors who are like me.”
Plopping down in a seat beside her, I rested my chin in my hand on the chair arm and nodded. “That’s so wonderful that you’re being brave and being true to who you are. Thank you for sharing that with me.”
She laughed and booped my nose. “You’re adorable. Thank you for being so sweet.”
Leaning forward, I whispered, “Do you know I’m a Little?” Judging by the way she booped my nose, I was pretty confident the answer was yes.
Smiling, she answered, “I figured.”
“I just came out of hiding too. I’m really happy and I’m sure you’re going to be happy too.”
“Thank you, sweet girl,” she said.
“Lennon, are you ready?” Daddy asked, coming into the lobby. “Well that looks like two women up to no good,” he teased when he saw us sitting together.
“We were just having some girl talk, your Little one is perfect,” Lennon said, ruffling my hair and walking over to Daddy.
“I think so too,” Daddy answered, sending me a wink.
I grabbed the still-full can of soda Lennon had opened and went to the back pouring it into the sink and rinsing the can out before tossing it into the bin I’d been saving. Frowning, I realized we weren’t bringing in as many as Blade needed for his sculpture. I would be off soon and then maybe I could go to my usual spots to get some for him.
Grabbing a black bag from under the sink, and some latex gloves from the counter, I decided that’s what I would do.
“Good afternoon,” Allyson said, coming into the staff room and putting her lunch in the fridge.
“Hi!”
“How did everything go this morning?” she asked, following me up to the front.
“Great, everything is ready for you. No cancellations, but Rogue and Bash had openings after six if anyone walks in.”
“Perfect.”
“You look cute today!” I said, admiring her skirt. A skirt I recognized because I’d donated it to the shelter. It was my mother’s.
“Thank you, someone gave Ms. Ramsey some clothes and it was in the pile. It’s so soft.”
“Well, aren’t you a lucky ducky! I am off duty, but you can call me from the work phone if you need me. I’ll be around the area.”
“I can text you now!” she said, pulling out an iPhone.
“Wow! You saved enough money for that really quickly!”
She laughed. “No. I would have needed to save forever. Bash put it on his plan for me and I pay him for it monthly.”
“That was really nice of Bash.”
“Yeah, it was,” she agreed, still eyeing her phone proudly.
“Well my number is right there,” I said, pointing to a list by the phone.
“Okay. Where are you going?”
“To find some cans. We don’t have enough in the bin here.”
Allyson’s face immediately turned from relaxed to worried. “Do you need some money? I can give you some!”
Bless her. “No! No! Blade is making a sculpture and he needs thousands of cans. When I was sick, I didn’t collect any and I set up a bin here for them, but he doesn’t have enough. I’m going to try and collect some over the next few weeks so he has what he needs.”
“Oh. Okay. That makes sense.”
“Thank you for worrying about me, though. You’re a good friend. Will you tell Blade where I am if he asks? He’s with a client and I don’t want to interrupt him.”
“Sure thing! Be careful.”
Walking out the door, I grinned. I had a lot less to fear since Billy was dead.
“Oh sorry!” someone said as we collided.
“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” I apologized. “Hey, you work at the donut shop!” I exclaimed, placing the woman.
“I do! I just started there,” she said with a smile. She pointed to the logo on her shirt. "My name is Ash."
“My D-boyfriend—” I corrected, “was trying to figure out where we recognized you from earlier at Rolling In Dough. Are you a client?”
“No, I just moved here, but my stepbrother works here,” she said, trying to help me figure out why she looked so familiar.
“Oh! Smoke?”
“Yeah.” She smiled again.
“That’s where Blade recognized you from! He has a picture of the two of you on his desk.”
“Really? That’s so sweet.”
“Anyway, welcome to Strickland. My name is Eliose. Smoke is in the breakroom. Straight back, there’s a sign on the door,” I directed, holding the door open for her.
“Thank you!”
***
Blade
“Eloise Tomerlin!” I yelled, putting the truck in park and hopping out.
She looked up with such an innocent grin on her face that I couldn’t be mad.
“Hi, Daddy!” she said, holding her bag of cans up proudly. “I found you some more cans.”
“Sweetie, why are you collecting cans for me?”
“Um, for your sculpture?”
My sculpture? Fuck!
“Eloise, Daddy did a very naughty thing and lied about needing cans for a sculpture.”
“Why? That’s an oddly specific lie.”
Laughing, I took the bag of cans and pulled her close. “I knew you collected cans all over town and I needed a reason to get close to you. And I wanted to help you.”
“What?” she asked, looking so surprised I laughed again.
“Honey, I cared about you from the very first day you walked in Daddies Ink. I knew the first day I laid eyes on you I had to do everything in my power to make you mine.”
Her pretty green eyes filled with tears and I prepared for the worst. I had lied to her, I could understand her hurt.
“That was really sweet. Wrong, but sweet.”
“I’m sorry. I promise not to lie to you about anything else, okay?”
“Okay, Daddy. I forgive you.”
Pressing a soft kiss to her lips, I walked her back to my truck and tossed the bag in the back.
“Let’s go home, yeah?”
“Yeah, Daddy. Home .”
***
“Can I help?” Eloise asked, bringing her princess plate and pink sippy cup to the dishwasher.
“I’ve got it, baby. Why don’t you go have a hot shower?”
She loved the jets in my shower and had told me as much several times.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure, darlin’.”
“Will you come join me when you’re done?”
I looked up from the dishwasher and smiled. “That sounds like a great night.”
She flushed, but nodded.
I watched as she walked away before turning back to load the dishwasher at rapid speed. My cock was already pushing against my zipper.
Jogging up the stairs, I grabbed a fresh pair of boxers and stepped into the bathroom. The steam on the shower glass distorted how beautiful her naked body was, but I didn’t have to wait long to find out. Stripped off, I stepped into the shower.
“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous.”
She boldly came closer and I put my hand on the small of her back. “You’re so big,” she said, rubbing her hands over my shoulders.
My cock bobbed between us and she looked down. “You’re big all over.”
Kissing her mouth, I turned her around pressing her back to my front. I cupped her breasts in my hands and rolled her nipples. She rested her head back against me and I skimmed my lips down her neck.
I loved the way she panted as I plucked and pulled her nipples. Releasing one, I used my free hand to cup her cunt in my hand. Like before she was soaked. Rubbing her clit with one finger, I held her open with the other. Her hand came back between us and she gripped my cock in her fist, stroking slowly.
“Blade?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“Who am I to you, Eloise?”
“Daddy,” she cried out as I worked her nipple in between my fingers.
“Yes, darlin’?”
“Please fuck me. Please.”
“Are you sure, baby? We can always wait.”
“No, please. Please fuck me here, right now,” she begged. “Make me yours.”
Reaching up, I moved to turn off the water, but her hand covered mine. “Here? In the shower please? Don’t make me wait.”
“Stay right there,” I commanded, stepping out of the stall and grabbing a condom from my wallet. Sliding it on my dick, I stepped back in the shower. She stood where I’d left her.
“Good girl,” I praised.
I turned her to face me and then backed her up against the wall, touching it to make sure it wasn't too cold first.
Lifting one of her legs, I placed it on my hip.
“If you need to stop, you tell me, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She nodded obediently.
Lining myself up at her entrance, I slowly pushed inside.
“Eyes on me, Little one. Let me see those pretty green eyes,” I commanded when her eyes fluttered close.
I kissed her mouth when she opened them.
Her face was a bit pinched when I pulled back out, so I reached between us and rubbed her clit slowly.
“How are you doing, darlin’?”
She nodded, slowly relaxing around me.
“How about now?” I asked, after rubbing her clit for a bit longer. Her juices were running down my cock.
“Good, Daddy, so good,” she said.
Keeping a gentle pace I slowly worked my shaft in and out of her body.
“Daddy,” she cried, her nails digging into my shoulder.
“Does it feel good for my girl, huh? Because it feel so fucking good to Daddy. Your pussy is gripping me so damn tight that Daddy wants to explode all in your fucking cunt. Maybe we can get you on some birth control if you’d like that, so Daddy could fill your pussy up with his cum? Would you like to be full of my cum, Eloise?”
“Yes, Daddy, please. Please fill me up with your cum,” she cried as her pussy clamped down on me.
“Fuck!” I yelled, following behind her with my own orgasm.
Holding her close, I let her breathing return to normal, before I slowly withdrew from her heat.
Pressing soft kisses to her mouth, I couldn’t help but smile. I had my baby in my house, under my body and life couldn’t get any better.
The End