Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
Carri knew her question was bold, but she really did want to taste the long, thick cock that was now hidden behind Rooker’s pajama pants.
Though she had not had many lovers, she did like giving pleasure, and she could not think of anything she’d like more at that moment than sucking Rooker’s cock and drinking down his cum.
Lifting her gaze from his crotch to his eyes, she whispered, “Please?”
Rooker did not answer for a moment as he gently dried her leg and injured ankle. “We’ll discuss it … after I get you dressed in your jammies and get this ankle bandaged.”
Carri did a little happy wiggle, but froze when Rooker gave her a stern look with one eyebrow raised as if to silently ask what she thought she was doing.
Forcing herself to still, she lifted her hands and fully cooperated while he pulled her sleep shirt over her head before carefully applying baby powder and the elastic wrap to her ankle.
She did not want to do anything that would cause him to deny her the pleasure of giving him a blowjob.
When he finished, he handed her her toothbrush, then took his own and together they brushed their teeth.
Once that was finished, he lifted her from the counter to one hip and carried her into the bedroom, setting her down on the side of the bed.
He took a moment to pull back the covers before relocating her on the bed.
He then helped her lie back and get comfortable, propping her foot up with a pillow under her injured ankle before pulling the covers up over her once more.
Retrieving Hector from her bag, he handed her the hedgehog stuffie before saying, “Lay there and behave. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered as he disappeared back into the bathroom.
Though the bath had relaxed her, Carri was still wide awake.
She started whispering to Hector about her day at the convention, and selling all her friends.
He was impressed and happy for her, admitting that he was sometimes jealous of all the other animals she made and kept, even though he was the only one she slept with.
She then told him about swinging and the accident and how good her Daddy was taking care of her.
She was still whispering when Rooker came back into the room.
“You’re supposed to be asleep,” he said, his voice deep and a little growly.
“I can’t sleep, I’m wide awake. And you said we would talk about me sucking your cock,” she whined, trying not to pout, though from his expression, she had a feeling she failed.
“Can I please suck your cock, Daddy?”
Rooker looked thoughtful as he slowly moved to the other side of the bed. He did not speak until he was settled next to her, on the bed, resting on an elbow so he could look down at her.
“Only if you’re still awake after I eat your pussy and you come at least three times on my face.”
Carri sucked a breath and shifted as her pussy clenched with need. “Three times?”
“At least,” Rooker said with a smile that promised naughty, naughty things.
Carri did not worry all that long before shrugging. “You can try, but I’ve never come three times before. I’m not sure I’ve ever come twice in one night before.”
Rooker shook his head as he tossed back the covers. “Well, tomorrow morning you won’t be able to say that. I want you to carefully move to the center of the bed, then spread those legs wide.”
With his help moving her injured ankle and the pillow it rested on, Carri moved into position. Maybe this was why he had not put clean panties on her after her bath. She froze when he pushed her sleep shirt up her body until it was bunched up in her armpits, exposing everything from tits to toes.
“Damn, you are one beautiful Little girl,” Rooker breathed as he settled on the bed between her legs with his face just above her mound.
Her face began to burn when he leaned close and pulled in a deep breath. She wanted to argue, but did not want to say anything that would keep him from giving her the orgasms he had promised her.
“So delicious,” he whispered before placing a kiss at the top of her slit.
Resting his chin on her lower belly, he looked at her with the sexiest expression she had ever seen on a man.
“I’m going to feast, but you aren’t going to move.
If you do, I’ll stop and then stroke myself off in the bathroom where you can’t see.
So your job is to be very, very still. You can moan and groan and scream all you want, just don’t move. Understand?”
Carri grabbed at the sheet before nodding quickly.
“Words, little one. I need words.”
“Yes, Daddy. I understand.”
“Good girl,” he praised before turning his attention back to the apex of her legs.
With her legs spread wide, she knew he could see everything, including the wetness that leaked from her pussy.
When he lowered his head and the warmth of his tongue stroked from just below her opening all the way up to her clit, she had to fight the urge to move with him and direct him to where she needed his touch most.
She moaned, the sound loud in the otherwise silent room as he followed the same path again. This time he paused at her clit to pay it special attention. She sucked in a breath when a large, warm hand covered her left breast, squeezing it gently as if it were his own personal stress ball.
It also split her attention, causing her to have to fight with herself to remain still. When a finger slid into her pussy she moaned again, then began panting as the addition stimulation threw her closer and closer to the peak.
Then she was making a whining sound when he pulled his finger from her at the same time he lifted his mouth from her clit. Lifting her head, she frowned down at him, just in time to see him lick her essence off his finger.
“Yum,” he said before returning his attention to her clit.
The spring inside her lower belly wound tighter as he took her clit between his lips and sucked on it. When he nibbled gently, she screamed as her orgasm raced through her like a tornado, sending every part of her spiraling out of control.
Arching her back into the hand now covering her other breast, she humped her hips upward, needing him to continue whatever he was doing between her legs so she could continue riding this euphoria.
She was just coming down from the high when he filled her with two fingers and began to fuck her hard as he gently licked at her clit. “Come again for me,” he urged as he curled his fingers and stroked a spot inside her body that sent her flying again.
By the time she came down from her third orgasm, Carri felt like every bone in her body had melted and all she wanted to do was curl up in Daddy’s arms and sleep. She whined a protest when he rose from the bed.
“Shh. Just going to get a cloth to clean you up with,” he said.
Closing her eyes, she floated on pink and purple clouds while he cleaned her up. When he climbed back into bed and covered them both with the covers, she opened her eyes and smiled up at him. “I can’t suck your cock now, Daddy. I’s too sweepy.”
Rooker brushed a kiss on her forehead as he snuggled her against his side. “That’s okay, baby. Tonight was for you. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
“’Kay,” she breathed as sleep pulled her under its spell.
Though his cock remained as hard as he could ever remember it being, Rooker found himself asleep quickly. No doubt due to the woman curled up next to him.
He woke the next morning from the best sleep he’d had in years to a soft giggle from somewhere around his waist. A moment later his pajamas shifted down over his hips, exposing his cock, which twitched and woke to the occasion.
Another sweet sound came just before a warm, wet tongue traced the underside of his cock from balls to head. He worked on keeping control as Carri’s tongue swirled around the head before she descended and took the top third of his cock into her mouth.
Taking a breath, he rumbled softly, “I thought we were going to talk about this, little artist.”
She pulled off his cock long enough to say, “I did ask, Daddy, but you didn’t say no, so I figured that meant yes.”
She then took him back into her mouth, sucking gently. Rooker’s head went back as his hands reached out to grab something, anything to help him keep from coming in the next three seconds.
What he took hold of was Carri’s head. Though his brain thought he should push her off and spank her for being so forward, his body refused.
That meant he had to keep from holding on too tight as she began to bob up and down his cock, sucking as she moved up and down the top half of his cock.
She had a hand wrapped around the lower half, stroking it in time to her head movements.
“Baby, I’m going to come. Pull off if you don’t want to suck it down,” he warned as his balls pulled up and the tingle of an impending release began in his lower back.
She shocked him when she took him deeper and swallowed on his length, sending him flying.
He roared as his cock pulsed with his release, his hips lifting from the bed with each pulsation.
Carri swallowed down every drop and once he finished and relaxed back onto the mattress, she licked him clean before dropping a kiss on the tip.
Only then did she crawl up the mattress to lay beside him once more.
“Was it okay, Daddy?”
Rooker wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to sprawl across chest. “That was amazing. Any better and you would have sucked my soul out through my cock.”
Carri giggled and kissed his chin. “Daddy, you’re silly.”
Looking over at the clock, Rooker realized the alarm was about to go off and he would not have time to either punish or pleasure her in return.
“Thank you, Carri. That was a wonderful way to wake up.” Raising his head, he kissed her nose before sitting up, still holding her against his chest.
“Ow,” she breathed when her ankle got caught between his legs as he moved to the side of the bed.
“Oh, I’m sorry. How is your ankle feeling this morning?”
“It’s fine,” she said, clearly lying.
“I’m going to keep track and when your ankle really is better you’re going to get such a spanking,” he said as he knelt on the floor in front of her and quickly unwrapped the bandage.
“But I’m a good girl, Daddy,” she protested softly as he gently inspected her foot and lower leg.
The swelling had gone down quite a bit, but there was still quite a bit of bruising.
Kissing the top of her foot, he rewrapped the ankle before looking up at her. “You are a good girl, but you sucked me off before we discussed it, and now you think you can lie to Daddy about how your ankle feels.”
Carri huffed a sigh and crossed her arms. “Okay, but I don’t think I should get a spanking for waking you with a blowjob. That’s just being a good girlfriend.”
Rooker snickered as he rose and then lifted her into his arms. “You can think that all you want, but it’s still naughty for not waking me before you took matters in your own hands. Now, are your ready for day three of the convention?”
Arri wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. “I guess so. I didn’t realize how tired being a salesperson would make me. I’m glad I don’t have to talk to people all day every day.”
Rooker could understand how she was feeling. It took him a while to make the transition from being a doctor seeing one patient at a time to being a store owner with many people vying for his attention.
“But just think how many Littles you’re making happy with your little creatures,” he said as he set her on the toilet and pulled up the back of her night shirt. “Go potty and I’ll be right back.”
He entered the bedroom long enough to turn off the radio and gather her clothes before returning. She had just pushed to her feet and froze when he growled at her.
He swept her up and set her on the counter. “Don’t move,” he ordered softly.
After using the toilet himself, he washed both their hands and dressed her.
It filled his Daddy heart with joy to be able to help her this way.
Once she was dressed, he carried her to the bedroom and then quickly dressed himself.
Then he carried her to the kitchen and set her down at the table while he fried some bacon and eggs for breakfast. Toasting bread, he made them each a sandwich before sitting across from her.
“Eat up, we’ll have a crowd today since its Saturday. And I’ll bet you’ll have repeat sales from all the Littles who visited you the past couple of days.”