Page 51 of The More the Merrier

I have more.

I already have an order in for a new bed—one of the princess kinds with curtains and shit. It’s probably premature, because we haven’t discussed how long she’ll be here for her training or if and when she’ll go back to her place, but I figure even if she does, she’ll still be coming by, so it won’t be a waste.

“What’s your favourite Christmas movie, Daddy?”

She’s the picture of adorable innocence. Her hair is delightfully mussed by our tickle fight earlier, and her cheeks are still flush from when I chased her down the pathway to my cottage. And here she is, asking me what Christmas movie I want to watch, and all I can think about is having her wrapped around my cock.

I’m going to hell.

“Daddy?”

I’m pulled from my devilish fantasies by her calling me, and I want to kiss the frown from her face.

“Sorry, precious. Uhm, my favourite Christmas movie…” I pause, making a show of thinking about it, “is definitelyThe Grinch.”

Her entire body lights up with joy, she immediately sits up straight and looks at me with a huge smile on her face.

“Really? It’s mine too! The ol’ grumpy green grinch who learns to love Christmas always makes me happy.”

“That’s settled then, Little Mouse. Now tell me, does my little girl want some milk with all those cookies or will that ruin your sugar high?”

“Chocolate milk!”

I laugh as I head to the kitchen, shaking my head at her antics. Pouring some milk into her sippy cup, I hand it to her, along with her phone.

“Before we start the movie, you need to give Cam a call to say goodnight, in case you fall asleep on me again.”

Zanya grabs both the milk and the phone, and pulls a face as she sips at the plain milk before dialing Cameron’s number.

I queue up the movie and listen to her adorable voice as she tells him about our game and the day we had, and they make plans for me to drop her at the coffee shop again tomorrow. From listening to her half of the conversation, he’s planning on taking her shopping for Christmas gifts.

When she’s done, she hands me back the phone before curling up into my arms with the instructions to get the show on the road.

And because I’m a sucker for this girl, I do exactly as she asks.

Zanya

Oh my goodness.

What has a girl got to do to get a little action around here?

Somewhere between the big green monster causing havoc in the little town and his heart beating again, I’d moved from my Little headspace firmly into big girl mode. But Johannes obviously hasn’t noticed.

My finger is tracing patterns on his thigh, softly stroking closer and closer to the ever growing bulge in his pants, and all he’s done is place a soft kiss on my head and stroke my hair.

It’s becoming increasingly clear I’m gonna have to make the first move here. My problem is that I’m not normally a very forward person when it comes to sex, so I’m really hoping that once I get the ball rolling, he’ll go with it and take over.

Sucking up my nerves with the fervent hope that he won’t reject my advances, I run my hand over his erection. His entire body pulls tight and his hand around my shoulders pulls me closer to his side.

“Little Mouse…” His voice is a low growl that sends shivers down my spine. I can feel the ache deep inside me, begging to be filled with the rock hard cock I can feel under my hand.

“Yes, big guy?”

“You’re playing with fire there. Are you sure you wanna get burnt?”

In answer, I look up at him and give him a solitary nod before sliding off the couch and crouching between his legs.

“Precious girl, we haven’t talked about safe words or limits yet.” There is a cute frown on his face and I smile at him before answering.

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