Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
The nap had revived her enough that after eating the baked macaroni and cheese bites and non-green veggies Rooker had gotten her for dinner, Carri was ready for their talk.
She also hoped they would do more than just talk.
Their relationship had developed so fast she was not sure what would happen after the next day when she had to return home and get back to her life and job at the insurance company where she was a personal assistant to several agents.
Would Rooker still want to see her even though they lived a fair distance from one another? Or would things slow down between them and eventually he would break up with her?
That thought made her sad, but she tried to hide it while he carried her dishes to the kitchen. He returned with two bottles of water which he set on the coffee table. Then he lifted her and settled her so she faced him, straddling his lap.
One they finished talking about what they wanted from a relationship, their hard limits, soft limits, and possible punishments, all of which lined up in a way that made Carri think that Rooker really had been made just for her, he turned the conversation in a different direction.
“I know you don’t want to discuss business, but I think we should. Then together we’ll draw up a contract for your sister’s approval, okay?”
“That sounds good,” she said cautiously.
“I was thinking that instead of working on a commission on sales basis, I would just buy your critters from you straight out. That way you wouldn’t have to wait until they sold before getting your money.”
Carri frowned as she thought about that option. “But how would you make any money if you’re buying them from me?”
“Well, I was hoping you might give me a bit of a discount since you won’t have to be sitting in my store selling them. Say ten percent?”
Carri took a moment to do the math and shook her head. “That’s not enough. How about I sell them to you for ten dollars each and you can sell them for whatever you want over that?”
“Now you’re not making enough money. Think about how long it takes you to make each animal. Now think about the cost of your supplies. The yarn and eyes and stuffing.”
Carri thought about it, but trying to figure out how many animals she could get out of a skein of yarn, and how many she could stuff with a bag of the fluff made her head hurt.
Making a face, she pleaded, “Please don’t make me do math, Daddy. It hurts my head.”
Rooker hugged her close and kissed her temple. “All right, babygirl. Enough business talk for now. How about we snuggle and watch a movie?”
Sitting astride his lap positioned her ankle to hang off the couch so it was not bothering her. Her wet and weeping pussy pressed against his long, thick erection, demanding attention.
Taking a deep breath, she decided for once in her life to be bold and ask for what she really wanted.
Leaning in, she brushed a kiss on his neck just under his ear as she slid a hand between them and covered the bulge at the front of his pants.
She placed another kiss on his jaw before moving to the corner of his mouth.
Moving back so her mouth was right beside his ear, she whispered, “Can I ride you while we watch the movie, please? I really want to feel your cock inside me.”
Rooker pulled his head back and studied her for a moment before smiling. “Is your ankle okay in this position?”
“Oh, yes, Daddy. My ankle is fine like this,” she said as she began to work his shirt up his body.
“I probably should say no because you apparently think you’re in charge, but you asked so nicely, and it’s apparently something we both want, so I’ll allow it. This time.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Carri knew that with the self-confidence that seemed to be growing inside her like over-yeasted bread, she would be pushing him to do things her way a lot. Or at least until he pushed back. But learning that boundary was a task for another day. For now she wanted to ride her Daddy’s cock.
With her acquiescence, Rooker lifted her off his lap so she was standing on her good leg and stripped her before tearing off his own clothes. He donned a condom before returning to his seat on the couch and helping her back to her position sitting astride his lap.
She gasped when instead of lifting her onto his sizeable cock, he leaned forward and licked one beaded nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
A warm palm covered his other breast. The dual stimulation had her dropping her head to stare at the ceiling as her back arched, pushing her breasts deeper into his hold.
“You taste so good,” he murmured against her flesh as he kissed his way from one nipple to the other, which he applied equally intense attention to.
His hands stroked up and down her sides as she began to hump against his long, erect cock that lay up his body, nearly to his bellybutton.
“Daddy, please. I need you to fuck me,” she begged as she massaged his shoulders to try and stay grounded.
Without another word, he slowly lifted her body until the head of his cock stroked its way between her lower lips, over her clit until it found her pussy opening. They both sighed as he entered her, filling her pussy with his impressive length.
Once he was fully embedded in her, she leaned forward and hugged his neck. “So good,” she whispered as she began to slowly lift and lower herself.
“So good,” he returned, his hands guiding her up and down his cock, keeping her to a slow pace as he kissed and licked and nibbled at her breasts.
Needing more stimulation, she clenched around him and arched her lower back, which dragged her knotted, exposed clit up and down his lower belly. It only took a few passes before she was facing an orgasmic peak unlike any she’d ever experienced before.
“Daddy?” she asked, not sure if she should be coming without him or not.
Rooker looked up at her, his dark eyes glowing up at her and smiled. “Come, babygirl. I’m right there with you.”
With that, he held her steady and began to thrust up, filling her and driving her over the edge. She screamed as she went flying, and smiled when his roar of completion joined hers a moment later.
When she returned to her body, she found herself pressed tight against her Daddy, both of them damp from their exertions.
“I love you, Daddy,” she breathed before closing her eyes and drifting.
Unable to hold his head up any longer, Rooker dropped it back to rest on the couch even as his arms held Carri secure while they recovered.
When she shivered, he reached out and grabbed the blanket that she’d been sleeping under earlier and draped it around her.
Then he relaxed and held her as his brain began planning their future.
Instead of moving to the apartment in a few weeks, she would move in here and be his woman, his babygirl, and eventually his wife.
But declaring himself at this moment would no doubt panic her, so he kept his thoughts to himself and just enjoyed holding his Little girl.
When she finally roused, he carefully lifted her off his lap and laid her on the couch, then went to the bathroom and cleaned up before bringing back a cloth and cleaning her up.
“Stay right there,” he said with a stern look.
“Yes, Daddy.” She rolled to her side and began clicking through channels to find something to watch.
Rooker collected their clothes and carried them upstairs.
While in the bedroom, he pulled on his pajama pants and a t-shirt, then brought another t-shirt down to dress his Little in.
After a trip to the kitchen for the snack tray he’d asked the restaurant to put together for them, he settled on the couch and carefully pulled Carri into his lap.
“What are we watching, babygirl?”
“I don’t know. Something with pretty music,” she said as she snuggled into him. She sounded more than half asleep, so Rooker did not bother to comment. He just watched the movie until the end, and once it finished, he turned off the television and the lights.
“Daddy? Where we goin’?” Carri murmured as he stood and carried her up the stairs.
“We’re going to bed. It’s time to snuggle and sleep. Tomorrow we’ll be lazy and watch cartoons all day.”
“Oh. Okay. Sounds like a plan,” she whispered. “Good night, Daddy. I love you.”
“I love you, too, little artist. Sleep well,” he said, brushing a kiss on the top of her head before he laid her on the mattress and covered her up.