Page 18 of Daddy's Thirsty Little Doll
My heart nearly exploded. It amazed me how easily Emery could slip into Little space. I made a mental note to set aside enough time to help him get back into his big headspace before his next client arrived.
With Emery still on my hip, I locked the door to his suite and grabbed his food before sitting us down on the loveseat. “Here, baby doll, let's get some food in you. If you’re a good boy and eat all your food, you can have some milkies before I have to leave.”
He squealed with delight and opened his mouth so I could feed him. It filled me with pride that after only a week, my boy instinctively knew I was going to feed him. If things ended up how I hoped they would, my boy wouldn't have to worry about feeding himself ever again, except when we were apart.
After a few quick bites, I could tell my doll was chewing faster than he should. “Whoa, baby doll. Chew more slowly, please. We have plenty of time. I promise you'll get your milkies, but you can’t nurse if you end up choking and getting hurt.”
Emery pouted as his face blushed in embarrassment, but I was quick to assure him. “Shh, it's okay. Daddy is also excited. I love nursing my baby, but I don't want you getting hurt.”
“Otay, Dada, I chew sower.”
I couldn't help myself and leaned forward to kiss his nose and ruffled his hair. “Good boy.” Emery took his time chewing, and we were left with plenty of time for him to nurse.
“Good job eating all your food, baby doll.” He looked so adorable, I couldn't resist teasing him. “You ate so much there's no way you have any room for milkies.”
Emery’s eyes widen with panic. “B-but, Dada, you said I could hab milkies.”
My heart nearly shattered at how sad my boy looked. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and guided him to my chest. “I’m sorry, precious baby, Daddy was just teasing you. Here you go, baby doll, drink up.”
Emery wasted no time wrapping his soft lips around me, making me moan with relief. I loved every aspect of taking care of Emery, but this was my favorite. Every time his lips wrappedaround me and he drank my milk, it was as if our connection grew and we each became more a part of the other.
Emery was adorable when he nursed. His eyes were closed and his cheeks flushed. The little sounds he made as he suckled and slurped were so adorable that it was almost unbearable.
When I guided him over to switch sides, I knew it was time to start easing him back into his big headspace. Looking down at him as he suckled, I brushed the hair from his face and cooed softly. “Hey, precious baby. I’m sorry, but I need you to start thinking about being big again. When you get home, I promise you can be the Littlest baby doll ever.”
Emery opened his eyes as he continued to suckle. “There’s my good boy.”
Once my pecs were empty, Emery unlatched with wet pop, and my mouth instantly found his. I tasted myself on his tongue, and it drove me wild. As our tongues tangled, I licked the taste of my milk from his mouth. My inner Daddy preened at the proof I had fed my boy and provided sustenance from my own body. I loved hand-feeding my boy, ensuring he got the nutrition he needed to fuel his body for the day. But knowing part of me was inside him and providing for him gave me a deep satisfaction.
When we pulled apart, our chests heaved as we gasped for air. “I wish I could stay and kiss you forever, but you’ll be home soon. And then we can cuddle and kiss you all you want.”
Emery’s smile was full of pure bliss. “Thank you for lunch, Daddy. I lo— I can’t wait to be home. I’ll miss you.”
My heart nearly burst out of my chest as I kissed him one last time before I left. “I’ll miss you too, baby doll, but soon you’llbe home and in my arms.” I hoped he knew how true that was. I hoped my house as well as my arms would always be his home.
16
EMERY
The past week I’d stayed with Daddy had been the best week of my life. It was finally Friday, and I was going to get to spend the whole weekend with Daddy. He not only took good care of me, but he’d helped me find my Little side. Daddy taught me that it was okay to embrace who I truly was, and I was so grateful for him. When he brought me lunch the yesterday, my heart was so full of appreciation and love for him that I’d almost slipped up and told him how I felt.
Even though I was the happiest I’d ever been, I couldn't shake the panic itching under my skin. I loved Daddy so much, but he let me stay with him so we could get to know each other better. There was no way he’d want me to move in permanently so soon, but even thinking about moving back home and leaving him made my tummy hurt. I wanted to climb into his lap and tell him how I felt, but every time I thought about telling him, fear gripped me and kept me silent. If I told Daddy how I felt and he rejected me, I wasn’t sure I'd be able to handle the heartbreak.
My thoughts were interrupted when the door to my suite opened, and I saw my client Darren. Darren had been a regularof mine for several years, and we got along pretty well. “Hey, Darren, it's been a while, come on back.”
He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. “Yeah, sorry about that. Life's been busy, but I hear you've been pretty busy too.”
My body froze as images of being cared for by Daddy played through my mind. Darren and I didn’t have any mutual friends and didn’t communicate outside of work, so his statement sent panic coursing through me. “Excuse you?”
Darren's face was shocked at my sudden change as he cocked his head in confusion. “Did Michael not tell you about me? I’m his best friend, the one who recommended you to him after he lost his last barber.”
All panic whooshed out of me at the mention of Daddy’s name. “Oh, I'm sorry. He mentioned his friend, but he never said your name. He’s talked about getting lunch with you at work, but I didn't realize you’re the same friend who recommended me.”
“Yup, that’s me. He was starting to look like a tumbleweed took residence on his head, and you’ve never done wrong by me, so I sent him your way. Although he must've found a secret list of services cause it sounds like he ended up getting more than a haircut.”
I barked out a laugh as I guided him to my chair and draped the cape over him, securing the snap. Darren always knew how to lighten the mood and make people laugh. “Oh, he definitely did, but don’t get any crazy ideas and try to find it. That list is reserved just for him.”
He gasped. “I wouldn't dare, that's my best friend we're talking about. I ain't some homewrecker. Besides, if I ever wanted apossessive Daddy to beat my ass, I could just go to the club. No need to piss off my best friend.”
