Page 89 of Daddy's Little Matchmaker

The sensation of being fully inside her without any barrier between them was practically enough to make him come. He held still for a few seconds, waiting for the potential orgasm to subside.

“More,” she begged.

Unable to hold back any longer, he pumped into her with abandon.

She pushed back into him with each thrust, matching his rhythm.

He could feel the orgasm building within seconds. He saw stars behind his eyes as wave after wave of pleasure shot through him. His cock throbbed and spilled his seed inside her.

“So good,” she mumbled, sounding half asleep.

He nodded in agreement. Even though it didn’t last very long, it was exactly what he’d needed after last night.

“I need a nap,” she said.

“I could use a nap.” He pulled his deflating cock out of her, and patted her hip. “Get up so we can get under the covers. I’m warm enough now, but if we fall asleep naked, we’ll regret it.”

She whined, but got up. Within seconds they were under the covers spooning again, and drifting off to sleep.

Tessica woke up with Connor still nestled up against her naked back. Everything felt right with her world again now that they’d made up. She checked the clock. They’d napped for almost two hours. She shifted away from him and rolled over so she could make eye contact.

Her movement woke him up.

“I need to take a shower and get ready to go in,” she said.

“I showered before I came over. Let me pee first, and then you can have the bathroom while I make us some breakfast.”

She nodded in agreement, and gathered some clothes to wear while he used the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later they were eating scrambled eggs and toast while standing at the counter together so that Connor didn’t need to sit.

Once they were finished, Connor said, “Why don’t you bring your laptop over to the couch, and you can show me the matchmaking forms again.”

“Are you sure?” she asked, a bit nervous to show him again after last time had been such a disaster.

“One hundred percent sure. I don’t think we’ll be able to fully move past this until we go over them.”

They went to the couch, and he sat gingerly while she pulled up the forms. “This is the multiple-choice section of the compatibility test.”

He spent several minutes looking over the questions before nodding. “Maybe we should each take the test. Give it a trial run, and see how compatible it thinks we are.”

“Really?” She’d been fantasizing about that since coming up with the idea, but she never thought it would be his suggestion. Especially after his initial reaction.

“Absolutely. We can be a bit of a baseline for the whole process.”

“The whole process?” she asked, feeling a bit woozy. “You mean…”

He scrutinized her for a few moments. “I mean after we go through this process, Tessy is going to bemyLittle girl. I’m going to be her forever Daddy, and I’ll have a certificate to prove it.”

She teared up. “Really?”

“Really.” Connor pulled her over to sit in his lap, and wrapped his arms around her.

Sniffling, she said, “I don’t know why I’m crying.”

“That’s okay, Daddy understands.” He petted her hair. “Daddy’s going to be looking for a three-bedroom house here in Beaverton. We’ll have a master bedroom for us, a guest bedroom for visitors, and a separate bedroom just for Tessy.”

Feeling half Little and half adult, Tessica said, “But how will we explain a child’s bedroom in your house?”

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