Page 81 of Daddy's Little Survivor

“You're so busy with work, the meetings, teaching people, doing admin stuff, and being the doctor on call in case something happens all while taking care of me.” She took a shaky deep breath. “I'm worried you're going to get burnt out or wear yourself too thin. I just don't want you to get sick with everything you're doing. I'm worried about you.”

She didn't look him in the eyes, worried he was going to tell her to be quiet and she didn't know what she was talking about. She knew she didn't know anything about his work, but that didn't mean she couldn't worry about him.

“And what would you suggest I do?” he asked.

Monroe's head shot up and she looked at him with wide eyes. He was asking her what he should do? Why was he doing that? She had no clue about his business and what all he did.

“I don't know,” she responded.

“I think you do. I think you had an idea of how but you're afraid to say it because you don't really know everything I do and how it works. But I want to hear what you have to say,” he softly told her.

Anytime he talked to her in that voice, she found herself telling him everything. It was just the soft tender voice that showed he cared about her thoughts and wanted to hear everything she said that made her feel like she was someone special.

“To delegate things?” she said more as a question.

She didn't know if it was a good idea or not because she didn't know what all he could delegate, or even if he could. She had never worked in her life, and she was worried she was saying all the wrong things.

“That's a really good idea. I was already thinking about doing that with being the on-call doctor. There has to be another doctor or retired doctor that goes to the club, and I thought about asking if any of them would be willing to help out. I have been working on trying to get everything settled so I can send out a mass email to all the members of the club,” he explained. “I didn't think about delegating some of the other responsibilities I have, but you telling me to delegate makes me think about it.”

She nodded her head like she understood everything he had just said but she really only understood a tiny bit of it.

“And I'm sorry I made you worry about me. I didn't mean to, and I'll try and do better. I'll let the guys know I'll still be working but I won't be putting in as many hours as I normally have because I want to be here for you and I think I've been neglecting you,” he said.

Monroe's eyes went wide when he mentioned he had been neglecting her. They hadn't spent much time together the past couple of days but that didn't mean he had been neglecting her.

“No! You haven't been neglecting me,” she rushed out.

“I think I have. I haven't spent as much time as I would like with you. I haven't been taking care of you as well as I had hoped for. You've skipped several of your naps because I haven't enforced it but that's all going to change,” he said.

A little whine escaped past her lips at the mention of naps. She had hoped he would have forgotten she hadn't had her nap the past several days. It felt amazing not to be forced to take a nap but at the same time, she did feel a bit more exhausted than normal. But she was blaming that on all the stress she was under.

“Oh, don't you whine. You're not getting out of any naps anymore. You need it, especially right now. All this stress is making you tired and you still have a couple of bruises left that need to heal,” he said as he ran his hand through her hair.

She knew he was right, but she wasn't going to let him know that. Monroe relaxed into his embrace even more. She loved it when he commanded her to do things. It made her feel like she was his number one priority even though she knew she was. It made her feel cared for and like she was the most important thing ever.

She didn't know how she got so lucky for him to have found her. It felt like a fairytale sometimes, a magical fairytale.

“Such a good girl for telling me,” he purred in her ear. “Just remember, you can come to me for anything and I mean anything. Don't be afraid if you don't know much about it. You can always learn.”

She nodded her head. He had told her many times that she could come to him for anything, but she never really believed it. At first, she just thought it was something a person said but didn't really mean, but now she knew he was for real.

The way he purred that in her ear turned her on. She wiggled in his lap, trying to create some friction.

His hands gripped her hips and ground her harder against him.

“Is my Little Bunny turned on?” he asked.

She nodded her head. The feeling of him growing hard underneath her was amazing.

“P-please,” she whimpered.

“Do you want Daddy to eat you out?” he asked.

“Daddy,” she whined.

She wanted him to eat her out. She didn’t want him to talk. His fingers slowly moved from her hips and into her shorts and underwear.

“Maybe Daddy will finger you instead,” he whispered. “But you have to be quiet for Daddy. Ezra can’t hear anything. Can you be quiet for Daddy?”

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