“It’s doesn’t hurt, exactly, it’s just a little uncomfortable,” he said as he picked up the cup on the side of the tub and began rinsing suds off Carri’s body. “Are you ready to get out and go to bed?”
Carri nodded, though from her expression, he had a feeling she had something else in mind instead of sleep.
“What are you thinking?” Rooker asked as he lifted her from the tub.
He set her on the counter and began drying her off, wanting to get her dry and dressed before she could get chilled.
When she did not answer right away, he stepped back and studied her. Her eyes were still focused on his cock, even though it was hidden from view. He was not prepared when she lifted her gaze to his and softly asked, “Can I suck your cock?”
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 wasfinished, 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.
