“My body is still needy,” I tell him, changing the subject as another tremor shakes my frame.
He kisses my forehead before releasing the water from the basin, grabbing a towel, and wrapping me up tight. “That’s normal, Baby girl. It takes a while to wear off.”
I snuggle into his embrace as he cradles me. He smells so good. I love the scent of his soap. It’s the same soap he uses on me, and it’s not a scent I’ve ever smelled before on Earth.
Papi grabs a bottle from the fridge and shakes it up before replacing the top with a nipple and heading for the nursery. He settles us in the rocking chair and holds the nipple to my lips. “You’ll feel better after I fill your tummy, Little one.”
I accept the nipple and suckle, holding his gaze. My body slowly relaxes. The low hum of the arousal remains, but the intensity eases as I empty the bottle. I also grow drowsy. Papi opens the front of the towel and pinches my nipple to keep me alert.
I moan around the nipple. I hate it when he does that. It shocks me, which is the point of course.
“That’s my good girl. Finish all of it, and then Papi will put you to bed.” He doesn’t have to pinch my titty again. His fingers circle the swollen bud over and over, reminding me that if I drift off, I will receive another sharp pinch.
When all I’m sucking is air, he removes the bottle, rises, and gently settles my limp body on the changing table. After strapping me down, which still feels unnecessary, he spreads my legs and pays special attention to my pussy, poking and prodding as he examines my sensitive skin.
My eyes are hooded, but I watch him through the slits as he applies a soothing cream to my skin. The straps prove useful for the first time when he squeezes another line of cream onto his fingers and reaches up inside my pussy to rub it around.
He doesn’t linger, which leaves me whimpering. I’m exhausted, and still I want him.
“Sorry, Baby girl. The ointment will help ease the need so you can sleep.”
I’m still trembling as he wraps a clean diaper around me, finally removing the restraints and lifting me into his arms. He wanders around the room for a bit, rocking me in his arms, bouncing me gently.
When he taps my lips, I open my mouth and let him slip my pacifier inside.
He kisses my forehead over and over, murmuring gentle words to me that I can’t focus on. I fall asleep in his arms.