Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
I sigh. I’m not going to get out of this. “Fine,” I grumble. “But it’s gross.”
He chuckles. “No part of you is gross, Little one. I’ll even wear a glove and use lube to make it more comfortable. How’s that sound?”
“Gross,” I repeat.
I love his chuckle. It warms my heart. The bed lifts as he stands. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
The entire time he’s gone, I wonder if I could be the sort of Little who is so naughty she does the exact opposite of what she’s told just to get a rise out of her Daddy.
I don’t move this time, though. I can’t. It hurts too much.
Theo is back moments later. He leans over me to tap my lips again with the pacifier.
This time I accept it and hum around the nipple as I suck.
He rolls me gently forward and lifts the covers away from my lower half.
I whimper when he pushes the T-shirt up, exposing my bottom. I clench my butt and squeeze my eyes shut when he sets a hand on my cheeks and pulls them apart.
He holds me steady as he strokes my rosebud with cool lube. “I’m going to put the medicine inside you now, Little one. Deep breath.”
Instead I hold my breath and stiffen as he pushes the monster pill up into me with one finger. It feels strange, but it doesn’t hurt. It’s just that I’ve never had anyone touch me there.
How long is his finger, anyway? It feels like he’s pushed in ten inches, and why doesn’t he take it back out? Instead of pulling out, he gently strokes inside my rectum.
I suck harder, clench my cheeks, and whimper.
He holds me in place with one hand and continues fingering me with the other. “You’re doing great, Layla. Just a few more minutes. I want the medicine to dissolve so your body has a chance to absorb it. I wouldn’t want my naughty girl to push it back out.”
I’m clutching my head, but I cover my face with my hands. I don’t like this. I want him to stop. When will he take it out?
Something shifts inside me. I want to continue insisting that I don’t want anything in my bottom, but I’m growing used to the odd sensation, and I… Oh, God… My pussy is wet. I’m not even wearing panties. Theo is making me horny with his finger in my bottom. This can’t be happening.
“Such a good girl. Almost done.”
Those words… They make me even more aroused. Can he tell? I hope he can’t tell. I’m so embarrassed.
“See? Not so bad after all,” he says. “Lots of Little girls like to have their bottoms penetrated. Most of them also like to argue they do not, but secretly they enjoy it.”
I shake my head. I do not want him to think I like this. It’s too icky. I never want to do it again.
“Almost done, Little one…” He strokes the inside of my bottom over and over.
Am I panting? I try to hold my breath to keep from doing so. How mortifying.
Finally he eases his finger out and pulls the covers back over me.
I blow out a relieved breath, but I’m definitely winded.
Theo moves around behind me. I assume he’s removing the glove and cleaning up. “You should start to feel better in about ten minutes, Little one. I’ll give you another dose every four hours until your head stops hurting.”
My breath hitches. I moan against the pillow. What fresh hell have I gotten into?
Chapter Six
I must have dozed off because the next thing I know Theo is sitting next to me again. He’s rubbing my shoulder. “How are you feeling, Layla?”
I roll to my back, blink, and pull the pacifier out. The light doesn’t hurt as bad anymore. There’s a dull throb in my head, but it’s not as debilitating. It’s more bearable than before.
Theo smiles. “There’s my girl. The pain is better?”
“Yes, Sir.” I look closely at him. I really haven’t had a chance to explore his features. He’s the handsomest man ever. I love the way he smiles at me. That’s the best part.
I don’t want him to put his finger inside my bottom again, though, so I say, “I won’t need more medicine. I’m all better now.”
He chuckles, his body shaking. “Naughty girl. Lying to Daddy will get you in a heap of trouble.” He lifts a brow.
My face heats as I lower my gaze.
“Do you think you can get up and come have some chicken noodle soup at the table? If not, I can either bring it up here and feed you or I could fix you another bottle.”
The bottle was yummy, and having Theo feed it to me was even better, but I don’t want to be such a big baby and suggest that again.
“How about if I carry you downstairs for some soup, and then if you’re still hungry, I’ll rock you, and you can take some more formula?”