Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
She told herself it didn’t and drifted off to sleep.
15
ADDISON
In the days that followed, they fell into a kind of routine. Courick woke her with a kiss on the forehead and fixed her breakfast while she got ready for work. He packed her a lunch as well and drove the two of them to work in his silver shuttle car.
At work, their relationship was strictly professional. Though Addison itched to be naughty sometimes, she did her best to control her impulses. After work, Courick drove them back to his place and made her dinner or “Last Meal” as the Kindred called it. He refused to let her cook anything for herself—though she was allowed to get a snack from the kitchen anytime she wanted one. It was clear he was taking his role as her “Big” or Daddy Dom extremely seriously.
After dinner, they would cuddle while watching a Disney movie. Sometimes Courick would do some work while she colored in the coloring books he had gotten for her. Addison found this extremely relaxing—she could let her mind wander and not worry about adult problems while she filled in the drawings. Courick even hung some of the best ones on his refrigerator with magnets.
Every night, he would sit in the big rocking chair and hold Addison in his lap while he read her bedtime stories until she got sleepy. Then he tucked her into bed, checked for monsters, and kissed her forehead sweetly before turning out the light and closing the door.
It was a magical time for Addison. She was sure that most vanilla people wouldn’t understand their new relationship at all. They would think it was weird or strange for her to want to be taken care of this way…or for Courick to want to take care of her. But the way he played the perfect Daddy meant she never had to worry about grown-up problems. She could stay in her little head space as long as she wanted and depend on him for everything. It was blissfully peaceful…except for one thing.
Being so near her hot Daddy Dom boss so often, was stirring up other needs and desires—sexual needs. He smelled so good with his cedar and spice scent and his big, hard body felt amazing when she cuddled against him. Addison tried to repress that part of herself, since he clearly didn’t feel like he could take care of her sexual needs, but the urges got stronger and stronger the longer she was near him.
She wanted to use the toys in her box, but she was afraid he might hear her. So instead, after lights out, she would often use her fingers to try and ease the sexual ache being close to the big Kindred gave her. Her fingers weren’t very satisfying, however. The orgasms she gave herself were hollow—they left her feeling empty inside and wishing that it was Courick’s fingers or cock stroking inside her pussy instead of her own.
For days Addison fought her needs. But it didn’t help that she could tell Courick felt the same way she did. Every time she cuddled with him, he got hard—she could see the bulge in his tight black trousers. And she could feel it when he held her in the rocking chair too—his cock was getting hard for her and Addison was getting wet for him. She wished he hadn’t taken that stupid vow! Because of it, they wanted each other but they could never have each other.
It became clear to her that she needed to do something to change the big Kindred’s mind about keeping things non-sexual between them. But what?
The answer presented itself on Friday after they had been living together almost two weeks. Their time had been perfect—well, nearly perfect, Addison told herself. Courick had taken her to a fair over the weekend and won her some prizes and let her ride on all the rides. Then they had made cookies together and blown giant bubbles from a special kit he had gotten just to play with her. And then on Monday, they went back to their usual weekday routine, which was just as nice. She ought to be perfectly happy…but something was missing and she knew what it was.
Addison had tried to tempt her Daddy Dom into giving into what she knew they both wanted. The night before last she had told him that she needed a bath and asked him to help her. Obligingly, Courick had taken her into the bathroom and drawn a bubble bath. He had undressed her and put her in the tub and even scrubbed her all over with a big, puffy sponge that made its own pale purple, sweet smelling bubbles when he squeezed it.
But though he had handled her naked body and Addison could see the thick ridge of his hard-on tenting his trousers, he hadn’t made a single sexual move on her. He had simply dried her off, put on her nightgown, and then rocked her in the chair the same way he did every night. His cock had been a thick ridge against her ass, but still he had done nothing.