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“Stay in bed with me and have a nap.”
“I said I’d lie with you. But I can’t stay in bed for long. I have to go clean up the breakfast mess. Sunny and Betsy are taking Mrs. Larsen and Mrs. Spain shopping and I have to make sure they’re ready. And Andrey, Mr. Spain, and Reverend Pat are going out with Damon to do something. Hopefully, he’s not taking them to Pinkies, I don’t think Reverend Pat would understand.”
“He’d be fine with it. You think he doesn’t know about who Damon is and what he does?”
“Oh. He does?”
“Yeah. But Damon won’t be going there at this time of the morning. And they can all get themselves ready. Now, do we have a deal?”
She gave him a pouting look, then she sighed. “Fine.”
“Fine, what?”
“Fine, Daddy,” she said in a softer voice.
“That’s better.” He fed her and himself until he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him. After putting the tray on the bedside table, he lay down and drew her in against his chest.
“Fuck, you feel good in my arms,” he told her.
“You feel good too, Daddy.” Her hand reached down and brushed his half-hard cock. “Do you want me to . . .”
“Only if you want to, baby doll,” he told her, needing the taste of his girl on his lips. “But first you’re going to ride my face.”
“I can’t do that.”
“Sure you can.” He pushed himself further down the bed so his head was off his pillow. “Get those clothes off, then straddle my face and feed me that delicious pussy.”
“Spike, I can’t!”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re injured.”
“My mouth isn’t injured. Besides, I feel a lot better.” Okay, sometimes his head still felt like he was being stabbed by a knife and his body was bruised and battered. But he’d been in worse states.
It wasn’t going to stop him from eating his girl’s pussy until she screamed.
“But your head is.”
“I won’t move it.”
“I’m too . . . I can’t get over you like that . . . what if I slip? Fall? What if I suffocate you?”
“Millie,” he growled. “That just earned you a spanking.”
“What? Why?”
He couldn’t believe that she was giving him an incredulous look. She knew why she’d just earned a spanking.
“As soon as I’m feeling completely better, you’re going over my lap for a spanking.”
“Nooo! Daddy, that’s not fair.”
“Did I not warn you what would happen if you kept speaking badly about yourself?”
“Yes . . . but . . . I wasn’t really talking badly about myself.”
“You were worried about suffocating me,” he grumbled at her. “Why’d you say that? What were you thinking about yourself?”
