Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Going through the house with her sisters, each of them choosing and packing up what they would take away when they left with their men was breaking Lottie’s heart. She hid it from her sisters during the day, only letting down the wall of stoicism when she cried herself to sleep each night.
Their tight little family was about to go in three different directions and even though they would still be living in the same town, it wouldn’t be the same.
There would be no more late night gigglefests while watching Disney movies and eating popcorn.
No more early morning breakfasts or Saturday afternoons sitting on the porch brainstorming how to build their dreams.
She dreaded Sunday’s arrival, though she also realized it was time to release the tight hold she’d held over her sisters since their parents’ deaths.
The hardest part was knowing that in a few months, the house, barn and rest of the farm that had been in the family for generations would be gone, leaving nothing of their past except the land on either side of the new highway.
After helping Carri load the last of her boxes into her Daddy’s car, Lottie hugged her sister goodbye and agreed to a sisters’ dinner that week. She then retreated to the living room so Carri didn’t see her crying.
She repeated the process an hour later with Tilly and Carter.
And then she was alone.
She watched from the living room window as Tilly’s car drove away. Though both sisters would return over the next week or so to collect anything they’d forgotten or decided they did want, this house was no longer their home.
Running upstairs to her bedroom, Lottie threw herself across her bed, pulled Violet and Molly Moo into her arms and burst into tears and sobbed into her pillow.
Though she had things to do, she could not make herself get up and actually do them. She needed to feel Little for now in order to mourn the end of knowing what to do and who to be.
When she finally cried herself out, Lottie curled into a ball in the middle of her bed, cuddled Molly Moo and Violet close and drifted off to sleep as the past days of insomnia caught up with her.
The next thing she knew a warm finger was stroking down her cheek as the bed shifted under her. Opening her eyes, she looked up into her Daddy’s bright-blue eyes.
“Daddy,” she breathed as she tilted her head to make firmer contact with his hand.
“Hi, Lottie-love. Did you have a good nap?”
She shrugged and then shifted and stretched across the bed. She still felt sleepy and wondered if she was dreaming. “I guess. I missed you. So much.”
“I missed you, too, sweet girl. Sorry I’m so late coming for you. Are you ready to move out of here and in with Daddy?”
She nodded slowly as her eyes filled once more with tears. “I think so.”
“I know, Lottie-love. It must be heard to leave the place you’ve lived your whole life.”
Lottie nodded. “It is. But I think it was harder watching my sisters leave like they couldn’t wait to get away from here. Away from me.”
She did not fight when Travis laid down beside her and pulled her into his arms. He held her while she cried, and then a strange thing happened. Though his touch soothed her, it also inflamed her need for him.
Leaning in, Lottie kissed the base of his neck, then slowly worked her way up to his chin and up to his lips. When she kissed him, everything in her demanded more than just lips on lips. Tugging on his shirt, she managed to pull it from the waistband of his jeans.
She worked her hands under the cloth and pushed it up to his armpits. She sighed as she stroked her fingers over his belly and up his chest.
Pushing on the shirt, she said, “Off, Daddy.”
Her voice sounded so Little it shocked her.
“Demanding little thing, aren’t you?”
Lottie blinked at him before saying, “Off clothes, please, Daddy?”
“Better, but you need to off your clothes, too,” Travis said as he sat up and pulled his shirt off.
At the same time, he toed off his shoes. Their thumping on the floor tickled something in her she couldn’t explain, but it had her giggling as she pushed her leggings and panties off her legs. She then sat up and finished stripping before flopping back on the bed once more.
“Happy?” Travis kept his black boxers on as he laid down and pulled her into his side.
With a soft moan, Lottie patted her hand gently down his body to the waistband of his boxers. Cupping her hand over his long, hard cock, she pouted. “These off, Daddy. Need you nekkid.”
She met his gaze squarely and did not flinch when he raised one eyebrow.
“Why do I need to be naked?”
“Not naked. I need you nekkid,” she said, emphasizing the difference in the two words.
Travis chuckled before asking, “And what’s the difference, Lottie-love?”
“Naked means you have no clothes on. Nekkid means you have no clothes on, but you’re also up to something sneaky.”
At the surprised expression on his face at her explanation, Lottie rolled onto her back giggling hysterically.
“Up to something, huh? And what would I be up to, Little Miss Smartypants?”
Still giggling, Lottie rolled to her side, and pushed her hand under his boxers. After wrapping her fingers around his erection, she slid her hand up and down his length.
She managed to say, “Oh, I’d say about nine inches,” before laughter overwhelmed her once again.
Travis could not help but laugh with his sweet woman even as he pushed his boxers down his legs and kicked them to the floor.
Pushing her onto her back, he rolled with her, settling between her legs, which she lifted and wrapped around his hips.
The head of his cock settled at the entrance to her wide, wet pussy.
And all at once, their mutual need and hunger replaced the laughter.
“I love you, Lottie-love,” he murmured as he shifted his hips just enough for the head of his erection to press for entrance.
“I love you, Daddy,” she whispered. “But if you don’t fuck me, I’m gonna get one of my wooden spoons and spank your butt.”
Instead of giving in to her bratty demands, Travis pulled his hips back, separating them once again. His cock was not happy, nor was the Little girl he was crouched over.
“Who’s the Daddy in this relationship?”
Lottie blinked and whispered. “You, Daddy.”
“And who’s in charge, Daddy or Lottie?”
“Daddy,” she sighed as she wilted onto the bed.
“Do I need to put you over my lap to remind you that Daddy makes the decisions, not Lottie?”
“No, Daddy!”
She shook her head side to side as her hands stroked up and down his sides, as if hoping to soothe him with her touch. It worked, but he would never tell her.
Instead, he dropped his head forward until they were nose to nose. “That’s right. Daddy’s in charge and the next time Lottie gets bratty and demanding like that, she’d going to get a red, hot butt instead of a long, hard fucking. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry,” Lottie said. “Does this mean we have to get dressed and not have sex?”
Travis took a deep breath, but being without her for the past few days had eroded his control to nothing. Instead of answering, he moved his hips forward, not stopping until his cock was buried as deep in her pussy as it would go.
Once he was fully buried in her body, Travis held still, giving her time to adjust to his sudden invasion.
When her skin around her eyes relaxed and her hips began to buck up as if hoping to take even more him, he pulled back until only the head of his cock remained sheathed in her pussy.
He paused for a breath before driving forward again.
Her moan at his forceful invasion shredded the last of his control and he began driving in and out of her warm, wet, welcoming sheath. His entire body began to tighten and he had to grit his teeth to hold back his release.
He barely managed to drive Lottie up, up, up until she screamed out her orgasm. Her pussy clamped tight around his length, and he roared as his release broke free, pulsing deep into her pussy.
He barely managed to wrap one arm around her back to roll her with him when he collapsed to the bed. It took several minutes before he could breathe normally. He waited another minute until he leaned back and looked into his beautiful Little’s face.
“Feel better now?” he asked, his voice low and rough.
“Dunno,” she answered softly. “Can’t feel anything.”
“That’s okay, we have all the time in the world,” he said before kissing her forehead and cuddling her closer as they both continued to recover.
“Daddy?” she whispered a few minutes later.
“Yes, Lottie-love?”
“I love you and can’t wait to move in with you, wherever it is we’ll be living.”
“I love you, too, sweet girl and I just happen to have a nice big condo in a good neighborhood just waiting for us to move into it,” he said with a smile. “It’s upstairs from an empty storefront that used to be a restaurant and will be a perfect place to build Lottie’s Lollies.”
Lottie tilted her head back and looked at him with wide eyes. “You bought it? The building we looked at the other day?”
“I bought it. And I’ve hired a crew that is cleaning it from roof to basement.
We can’t move in today, but it will be ready before next weekend.
The question for you at this moment is, do you want to move to my apartment for the week, or should I move in here with you?
Because I refuse to spend another night away from my sweet little candymaker. ”
Lottie thought about it for a few seconds before she took a deep breath and released it on a sigh. Her eyes grew glassy as she asked, “Would you mind staying here with me?”
“I’d be honored to, Lottie-love. And while you’re at work this week, I can oversee getting our place ready and begin moving our belongings.”
“Thank you, Daddy. I love you so much.”