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“Then, we’ll watch a movie and have some popcorn,” he suggested.
She was quiet as he buckled her seatbelt. When she hadn’t answered by the time he finished, Razor asked, “What’s going on, Honey? Have I scared you off?”
“Oh, no!” she blurted quickly. She hesitated, biting her lip. “I’m exhausted. I’ve already done more this weekend with you than I ever do. Would you take me back to my place? I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t want you to apologize to me again, Little girl. I should have considered that your weekend was your opportunity to recharge. Let’s get you back so you can take it easy.”
He kissed her forehead to reassure her before stepping back to close her door and run around to the driver’s side. Razor linked his fingers with hers on the way home, needing to touch her. Deliberately keeping their conversation light and cheery, he chastised himself for not picking up on the signals. When they reached her house, Razor carried her to the doorstep.
“I can walk, Razor,” she assured him as she unlocked the deadbolt. “It’s okay. I recover fully with some rest.”
Sweeping her back into his arms, Razor walked through her house to set her feet down on the tile in the middle of the bathroom floor and said, “Potty.”
Honey stared at him in horror. “I can’t go with you standing here.”
“Of course you can, but I’ll wait outside.”
When she finished, he whisked her into the bedroom and stood her next to the mattress. “I usually make my bed, but I was in a hurry this morning.”
“I’m glad you could go out for breakfast with me. That’s more important than straightening the covers. Let’s get you undressed and tucked under the covers.”
“I can stretch out in my jeans,” she rushed to assure him.
“Not happening.” Razor lowered himself smoothly to kneel on the carpet. He quickly unfastened her shoes. “Put your hands on my shoulders to balance.”
She lifted each foot when directed, and he slipped her shoes and socks off. Razor could almost feel her fatigue as she slowly followed his directions. Honey clung to him, visibly struggling to stay upright. She didn’t seem to process that he was helping her take off her clothes until he pulled down her pants.
“I can get undressed,” she protested.
“Already done.” Razor stood and wrapped his hands around her waist. He boosted her to sit on the mattress and tugged the jeans over her ankles. “Shirt and bra so you can relax.”
“What?” Before she could even get the word out, Razor raised her top over her head and unfastened her bra. He added both to the neat pile on the chest at the bottom of her bed before handing her the well-loved stuffie on her pillow.
Honey hugged the bee to her breasts, hiding herself. She should be embarrassed, but she was so grateful for his help. He didn’t seem like he’d even noticed she was naked except for her panties. In the back of her mind, she hoped he would when she had more energy.
She stretched out on her pillow and allowed him to tuck her in. “Thank you, Razor. I’m sorry I’m such a bother.”
“If you apologize again for being human, I will spank your bottom. Now, do you have a pacifier you like to snooze with?”
She shook her head silently.
“Then, I’ll order some while you sleep. Do you have any allergies, Little girl?”
“No. Why?”
“Just checking. Close your eyes. It’s time for Little girls to take a nap.”
She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to please him.
“Good girl.”
With everything shrouded behind her eyelids, Honey felt brave enough to say, “I’m sorry you had to see me naked.” She held her breath, waiting to see how he would answer.
“I’m not.”
Honey peeked up at him and watched Razor adjust his thick shaft inside his jeans. A thrill zipped through her. He had enjoyed what he’d seen.
“Close those eyes. Next time, I’ll look and taste,” he assured her.
