Page 127 of Daddy's Little Mama Bear

Janie laughed and started to roll away from Daddy. but before she could fully get out of bed, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back in towards him. A little scream left her mouth and she started to giggle.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Keeping you hostage,” he said. “You’re my prisoner and I get to do with you what I want.”

A shiver of arousal went through her and his words. She would let him have his way with her and do anything to her. Not that she was going to let him know that.

“I need to go make sure Eleanor is okay,” Jamie said.

They had left her in her room to play with her toys while they had a quickie. They had been doing that recently and had almost gotten caught several times. There was a thrill to it.

“She'll be okay without us for a couple more minutes,” Daddy said. “Maybe I can have my way with you again.” A soft moan escaped her lips. she would love that but she had a feeling Eleanor wouldn't let them.

“Can you even be that fast?” Janie asked. “And can you even get it up again?” She was trying so hard to keep a straight face as she said that.

“Are you calling me old?” Daddy asked.

She thought about it for a second. Was she?

“Absolutely,” she said and giggled. He was about eleven years older than her.

"I'll show you old,” daddy said. his fingers started tickling her sides and she let out a huge laugh. She was so ticklish.

“Daddy!” she yelled. “Stop!”

“No, you called me old.”

“But you told me never to lie!”

“Why you little brat.”

She continued to laugh as he tickled her sides. “I’m gonna pee!” she yelled.

Daddy immediately stopped tickling her sides and held her close to him. “I’m not old. Don’t lie.”

“Well,” she started to say.

“Mama!” Eleanor yelled again. “Dada!”

“That’s the second time. We better go check on her.” Daddy helped her sit up. They quickly got dressed before they made their way to Eleanor.

“Hi, baby,” she whispered.

“Mama!” Janie picked up Eleanor and held her close. She wasn’t looking forward to the day when Eleanor didn’t want to give her many hugs or cuddle with her. She hoped it never went away.

“Come on, cuddle bug,” Janie said. “Let’s go make a fort. Maybe Daddy will help us, unless he’s tired and needs to take a nap.” A smack landed on her bottom and she let out a yelp. “What was that for?”

“If anyone needs a nap it’s you.”

She stuck her tongue out. “I do not.”

“Yes, you do. Both of you do.”

“Fort!” Ellie yelled.

“Your daughter wants a fort. So, we’re building one and you can’t stop us.”

“Build your fort and then you two will take a nap.”

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