Page 5 of Daddy's Thirsty Little Doll
He walked away, and I instinctively rubbed my hand like it was almost painful to lose his touch. Unsure of how to feel about that, I made my way over to the loveseat and sat down. I watched intently as Michael locked the door and grabbed a towel to finish drying his hair. I should’ve felt weird about him ordering me around and moving around so confidently like he belonged here, but I couldn't bring myself to care. It just felt right.
Michael sat down next to me, and my breath hitched as I took in the sexy man before me. His hair was a gorgeous mix of salt-and-pepper gray and was still slightly damp and disheveled. He was so fucking sexy I almost felt the need to pinch myself to make sure this wasn't a dream.
“Come here, baby doll.”
Baby doll. He’d called me that several times now, and each time it made my heart feel warm and my brain fuzzy. I scooted closerand allowed him to pull me into his lap. My mind was racing, unsure of what to do, whether I should say something, or what if I did it wrong.
My worries faded when he rubbed my forehead with his index finger. “Someone as pretty as you shouldn’t look so worried. I’ve got you… You don't have to worry about a thing. Just let me guide you, and it'll all be okay.”
I nodded and allowed my body to relax against his. My mind was still too overwhelmed to form words, but that was okay, Michael said so. I watched with awe as he unbuttoned his shirt, and he took another towel and used it to wipe his skin clean from when he had leaked. He pinched his nipple, making it draw up to a point before cradling the back of my head and pulling me close.
My mouth parted as I gazed up at him questioningly. “Lay your tongue flat and suck. It might take a few tries to get a good flow, but you’ll get the hang of it.”
I wrapped my lips around his pert nipple, flattening my tongue on the underside of his bud. I gave a few tentative flicks and started to suck. I hollowed my cheeks and worked my tongue, trying to stimulate the flow. I felt a whine of frustration start to bubble up, but then finally my efforts were rewarded with a burst of warm, creamy milk.
He cooed at me softly, running his fingers through my hair. “Good job, baby doll. You're perfect.”
His praise lit a fire inside me. Instead of a raging flame, it was a slow simmer burning beneath my skin, making me feel warm and safe. My body felt like goo that Michael was holding together, and if he let go, I’d disappear.
His milk was the best thing I'd ever tasted, sweet and creamy. The warmth of the milk made my insides warm and tingly. I felt a whine escape as the flow tapered off but was soothed when Michael guided my lips to his other nipple.
“Shh, you’re okay. There's more over here, baby doll. Take whatever you need.”
Michael's strong yet soft body was like a pillow against mine, and a peace that I had never felt before settled over me as I suckled. He carded his fingers through my hair, scratching softly at my scalp as I drank, and even though he was technically a stranger, I’d never felt as safe and content as I did in his arms. I never wanted this to end.
5
EMERY
My body vibrated with excitement as I re-touched my makeup. It had been exactly three weeks since I met Michael, and I had been counting down the days till we saw each other again. I had felt like I was floating, yet more grounded than I had ever been as I finished nursing. His milk was delicious, and I yearned to taste it again. Michael was amazing. He’d cooed at me softly, letting me know how good it felt. He’d thanked me with a kiss on the forehead and promised we would see each other again.
Three weeks was way too long, though, and I hoped that soon I’d be seeing him for more than just for haircuts. If he’d asked me for my number then and there, I would have said yes, but I was kind of glad he didn’t. I loved the brief time we spent together, but it was new and overwhelming, and I appreciated the time to process how I felt.
Looking in the mirror, I fixed my shirt, making sure it was tucked into my skirt. I’d chosen to wear a black T-shirt underneath my black overall dress with a pleated skirt. I wore silver glitter eye shadow with a glitter gloss, and my cheeks were dusted with a rosy pink blush.
I yelped when my phone went off in the quiet room of my suite, making me jump. I ran over to my station, where my phone sat. Looking at the caller ID, I saw it was my apartment complex, so I rushed to answer before the call ended.
“Hello, this is Emery.”
“Hi, Emery, this is Kyle from the leasing office. We figured out what was wrong with the lighting in your building. But unfortunately, due to the nature of the problem, we'll need you to find somewhere to stay for a week or two. We need to completely rewire certain parts of the whole building, not just your unit.”
My head spun. I was glad they were finally going to fix the issue, but I didn't have any family in the area I could stay with. I could ask Tessa if I could stay with her, but she lived in a one-bedroom apartment, and two weeks of sleeping on her couch was not ideal.
“Wow, okay. When do the renovations start?”
“We’re giving everyone the rest of the week to find a place to stay and will start the repairs on Monday.”
It was Tuesday, so I had almost a whole week to find somewhere to stay, but since my options were limited, it was likely that I was going to be spending two weeks on her very uncomfortable couch.
“Thank you for letting me know.”
I listened as Kyle gave me a few more details on what to expect and when to be out of the apartment. I wouldn’t be allowed back in the building until they were done, so I had to make sure I had everything I needed. The happiness I had felt only moments agowas now replaced with worry. As soon as I hung up, my mind began to swirl with everything I needed to do and where I would stay. Just as the panic threatened to swallow me whole, the door to my suite opened. Michael entered looking just as confident and sexy as the last time.
My eyes stung as the tears threatened to fall, and my voice was shaky as I tried my best to hide the panic rising inside me.
“Hi, Michael, come on back.”
“Hello, Emery, are you doing okay? If you need a minute before we start, I don't mind waiting.”
