Page 87 of Daddy's Little Matchmaker

While she was gone, he tried to crane his neck back and look at his own ass without much success. He put a hand back and felt a couple of raised spots on his thighs.

She came back holding a tube of Arnica cream. “I’ll put some of this on to help with the bruising.”

“That would be nice.” He pulled his hand back up to rest by his head.

She poured the cream into her hands first, rubbed them together, and then gently put a hand on each ass cheek.

He tried not to tense up or wince as she ran her hands all over the painful skin. The cream made it hurt more at first, but after a few seconds that initial sting faded. Soon he was able to relax while she rubbed the cream in. She poured more of the cream out a couple of times before she was apparently satisfied that she’d put on enough.

“There.” She got up and took the cream back to the bathroom.

He heard water running, and assumed she was washing her hands.

She came back smelling faintly of soap, and climbed into bed next to him. “Naked spooning?” she asked.

He rolled onto his side again, and lifted his arm to give her room. Once she was snuggled up against him with her back to his front, he reached a hand over to cup her breast, and tweaked her nipple.

Tessica gasped, but didn’t protest. She wiggled her naked backside against him, and his cock woke up for the first time since yesterday.

He shifted the arm that was under her body so that he could reach up and play with her other nipple.

“Mm,” she hummed in appreciation.

“What are your plans for the rest of the day?” he asked.

“Plans? You want me to think about plans when your hands are doing wicked things to me?”

He chuckled. “Yes.”

“Well, I uh… I have to go check on Kelly at noon to make sure everything is okay, and then I should really do some accounting work before dinner.”

He kept the arm that was under her body where it was, continued to tweak her nipple, and trailed his free hand down the side of her body to her hip. He slid his hand down past her stomach, and then slipped a finger in between her folds to find her clit.

Gasping again, she pushed herself into his hand.

He lightly rubbed back and forth with his finger. “I think after we fool around in bed, and maybe take a little nap, you should show me those forms again over breakfast.”

Her body tensed. “What?”

He kept rubbing. “I want you to show me the matchmaking forms again, and I want you to tell me all about your plans.”

She put a hand over his and pulled it away from her clit. “Why?”

“Because I want to see them, and I want to know how you think it’s all going to work so I can add my two cents.”

Keeping his hand in hers, she shook her head. “I thought maybe I’d give the forms to Paul, and let him do the matchmaking through the club.”

“Is that what you really want, or is that a reaction to me being an asshole last night?”

“I don’t know. Yesterday morning, I was excited about doing it myself, but now…”

He leaned down and kissed the side of her face. “Now you can get excited about it again, because I’m going to support you, and hopefully do it with you.” He gently pulled his hand away from hers and slid a finger between her folds again.

“Mm. Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. You know what I spent a lot of my time doing while we were apart?”

“What?”

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