Chapter 29
CHAPTER 29
“P unishment.” She leaned back and tried to push away from me. “For what?”
I held her tight.
“For putting yourself in danger. For fighting with a man twice your size.” I picked up the washcloth on the side of the tub and dipped it in the water. I ran it across her shoulders and down her back. “For not being honest with me when you left and telling me how you really felt.”
“You didn’t tell me either.” She settled in, conceding I wasn’t ready to let her go. “Do I get to spank you?”
I leaned back and caught the brief twitch, trying to pull her pouty lips into a smile.
“It doesn’t work like that.” I took advantage of our position and ran the cloth down her front. Her nipples pebbled as the water cascaded down her little mounds. The light brown freckles across her chest made my dick hard. “Besides, I’ve already been punished enough.”
“What do you mean?” Her face softened. She ran her hand up and down my thigh.
“Every minute away from you was torture.” I couldn’t look at her. “No knowing what you were doing or thinking. Were you safe? Were you taking care of yourself? Were you thinking of me?”
“Every second.” She leaned in and rested her head on my chest.
“And, watching you get on that elevator and fight for your life?” I sighed and shook my head. “I never felt so helpless.”
Moving abruptly, she sat up and got away from me. She sat in between my legs in the tub, disappearing in the bubbles. She pushed them away.
“How did you see me in the elevator?”
I took one of her feet and washed them with the cloth.
“Kyler.”
I titled my head and glared at my little girl. “What did you call me?” My little girl had forgotten all her rules.
“No, I’m serious. How did you see me?” She looked up at the ceiling.
“Most new buildings have cameras in the hallways and elevators. To keep their tenants safe.” I washed her other foot.
“Yeah, but tenants don’t usually have a direct link to the cameras.” She huffed.
“You do when you own the building.” I had enough of her being away from me, reached across the tub and pulled her back to me. I situated her on my lap, with my cock teasing her.
Her small gasp brought out the animal in me. I wanted to ravage her. I ran my hand over her ass, played with the spot just above her crack with my fingertips. She shivered and clung to me.
“Daddy.”
I hummed.
“You brought the entire building just to get close to me.” She stared up at me.
“It was the only way I could control the situation and keep you safe.” But I didn’t keep her safe.
I stopped teasing her and fished the washcloth out of the water. I continued to wash her in silence. It didn’t settle me or make me feel more connected. The water illuminated the bruises on her body. She remained silent. No doubt contemplating if she wanted to be with a control freak like me.
“I see what you’re doing.” She ran her wet fingers through my beard and pulled it gently. “Unless you plan to lock me in here for the rest of my life, you can’t keep me safe from the world. Things are going to happen.”
“Not if I have any say about it.” I reached for her markers. “Why don’t you draw me a picture? We can talk about this later.”
She narrowed her eyes.
I growled at her. She squeaked and took the crayons. I leaned back and watched as she drew a landscape on the white bathroom tile. She colored as far up as she could reach. It took me a minute to realize she was drawing her college campus from the view of her apartment. She drew a line and then labeled each building.
She was concentrating on adding trees and sidewalks. I’d never seen anyone fall from adult space to little space so quickly. Maybe for Rayna it wasn’t a matter of switching back and forth. It was all so ingrained in her. I’d never been with someone who was so comfortable being little on her own.
Being a little without a Daddy was empowering for her. But being a daddy with a little was defeating to me. Funny how that worked.
When she finished, she took one more looked to make sure she didn’t miss anything. Satisfied, she set down the markers and turned to me.
“There.” She motioned to the picture as if it explained everything.
“What?” I rubbed my face and slid over to see the picture from her point of view.
“This is where I will be on campus.” She pointed. “This building is where most of my classes are held. And the library is over there.”
“Okay.” I nodded and pointed to the right. “What’s that over there?”
“The stadium.” She let out a war chant. “I must go to the games. It’s like a thing.”
I didn’t want to break it to her that Rutger’s wasn’t exactly a college football powerhouse.
“You can sit up here and know where I am at every second. You can put a tracker on my phone.” She looked back at me. I looked away. “Which you’ve obviously already done. But you can’t lock me up forever. It was fun for a summer, but not how we want to live our lives, right?”
“Right?” I agreed, although she wasn’t getting out of my sight yet.
“So, it’s settled.” She crawled back onto my lap and rocked her hips against my cock.
“Nope.” I held her to me and enjoyed her warmth. Her slick body slid across mine. “But we’ll work it out.”
“Daddy.” She shook her head. “What am I going to do with you?”
I laughed and kissed her. Her giggle turned into a groan as I ran my fingers through her folds. Her pussy juices coated my fingers. I pushed one finger in and fucked her shallow as she rocked in my lap. Tiny pants moved to a deep extended groan as she squirm in my arms. She grabbed me behind the neck and pulled me closer as our mouths met. She tentatively slid her tongue into my mouth and clasped onto it with my lips. I added another finger and pushed in deeper. Rayna stopped rocking and took my onslaught.
“Oh, Daddy.” She moaned as her eyes narrowed. She leaned back and grabbed my cock. Not to stroke it, but for something to hold on to. “Please don’t stop.”
I twisted my fingers. Water splashed around us. Her climax built and her walls squeezed my fingers. I had to feel it on my cock. I removed my fingers.
And, before her protest could leave her mouth, I pulled her to me. I sat her on my cock. She was so slick; I slid right in.
The switch in positions didn’t slow her climax as she came on my cock instantly.
She clung to me as she rode it out. I stilled inside of her. Settling into her warmth and feeling close to her. When her orgasm subsided, she lifted her head from my shoulder.
“You have bubbles in your beard.” She rinsed them off. “You feel so good.” She whispered against my lips and kissed me. “I could stay here forever.” She ran her cheek over my beard.
“Right here?” I rocked into her.
Her throat caught. She moaned. “Yep, right here.”
I leaned back in the tub and brought her with me. She shifted onto her knees and rocked her hips, movements so small I wasn’t sure if it was her or me. I stared into her big brown eyes. She stared into mine. She winked and slid up and down my cock. Teasing me. I let her have her fun. She leaned back and reached behind her to tickle my balls. I keep my face as neutral as I could.
I can play too, baby girl.
She used every trick in her limited arsenal to get a reaction out of me. Besides my rock-hard cock and the tension in my balls, I remained still. Until I couldn’t any longer.
I gripped my little girl’s face and brought her lips to mine. I pushed into her and pressed her down on my cock. Deep inside of her was where I felt the most centered. She could do nothing without me.
I fucked her hard and fast. I was going to cum inside of her or pass out from trying. Thankfully, the former happened first.
I roared into her slickness as my release took over my body. She dug her nails in my back as I pulled another orgasm from her little frame. She collapsed against me.
My eyes blinked open. My fingers traced the bruise on her arm. I had forgotten she was injured. I held her to me and sat up. “Rayna,” I shook her a little. “You still with me, Rayn Drop?”
I couldn’t stand up with her in my arms. My legs didn’t work yet. She hadn’t answered me yet.
“Rayna?” I said with more bass in my voice.
She sat up. Her hands moved to my chest. “Yes, Daddy?”
I sighed and shook my head.
“Let’s get out of this tub.” I pulled out of her.
“Hey, what about forever?” She pouted, but stayed where I put her on the other side of the tub as I tested my legs and stood. I grabbed a towel and wiped the suds from my body. I stepped out and continued to dry off. Rayna sat in the middle of the tub; her legs pulled up to her chest. She hugged herself and watched me.
“We are forever. No matter where we are.” I reached out and took her hands. She stood up. The water dripping off her slim body made my cock twitch. It never stopped with her. I wanted her all the time. “Come on. I was supposed to feed you, too. Remember?” I tapped her on the nose.
“Okay.”
I dried her off and wrapped the towel around her torso. “What would you like to eat?” I took her hand, and we walked back through the bedroom and into the living room.
“Pizza sounds good.” She skipped next to me. “But . . .”
“What?”
“You didn’t happen to bring any of Chef George’s ranch dressing with you?” She hopped in front of me. “If so, that would make you the greatest daddy in the world.”
“Oh, sweetie. I’m sorry.”
She pouted.
“Go grab us two bottles of water from the fridge and I’ll order pizza.” I grabbed my phone from the corner. “Is there a place here you like?”
She walked into the kitchen.
“Carmine’s down the street is super yummy.” She adjusted the towel and opened the refrigerator door, and gasped.
“What’s wrong?” I smirked.
She pulled out the container of Chef George’s dressing. Bottled especially for her.
She hugged the bottle to her chest and squealed.
“I knew it.” She put the bottle back in the refrigerator and ran over to me.
“Knew what?” I hugged her to me. And kissed the top of her head.
“You are the best daddy in the whole wide world.”
The End
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