“Yes, I is okay.” Another yawn.
“Good girl. Let’s get you down for your nap.”
He sat them up then stood with her cradled against his chest, her front pressed to his, his arm under her hot ass, supporting her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him with a tired sigh. For once, she didn’t feel like protesting taking a nap. She should, out of principle, but the thought of snuggling down in the sheets made her want to purr like a kitten.
He set her down next to the bed and stripped off her hoodie, T-shirt and bra. Then he helped her into one of his T-shirts. Then he drew the covers down as she reached for her bag to test her blood sugar levels. It was part of her routine to test before her nap.
“Go potty, too,” Linc told her.
“Don’t hafta,” she replied as she walked towards the bathroom to wash her hands.
“Marisol, go potty. Or do you need Daddy to take you?”
“I is going. I is going.”
She noticed he was fiddling with something on the nightstand but she didn’t pay much attention. She walked back into the bedroom, having peed, much to her annoyance. Daddy didn’t have to be right all the time. She saw there was a camera on the nightstand aimed her way.
“What’s this, Daddy?”
“The baby monitor. It’s a camera one so I can watch you on it. Today, I want you to wait in bed until I come get you. I’ll see when you wake up so I won’t be long. If you need to leave the bed, call out for me. If it’s anything to do with your health then that trumps everything and you do what you need to do. That make sense?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He drew back the covers and tucked her firmly into bed. Then he handed her Princess Nana and her snuggly.
“I’m going to get you a bottle of water. Want to try the pacifier we bought? I washed it for you.”
“Okay, I’ll try it, Daddy.”
He brushed a kiss across her forehead. “That’s my good girl.”
Picking up the monitor, he left. She slipped her thumb into her mouth as she waited, rubbing snuggly back and forth under her nose. By the time he returned, she was half-asleep. He sat next to her, and grabbed another pillow to put under her head so she was slightly raised. The nipple of an oversized baby bottle was pressed to her lips.
She knew he’d bought one, but she hadn’t thought about using it yet. But as she opened her mouth and let him feed her, she found herself quite liking it. The water was nice and cool, but the nipple was soft and didn’t have that horrid plastic taste.
When she’d had enough, she turned her face away, her eyes closed. She was nearly fully asleep when another nipple was pressed to her mouth. This one she didn’t like. She spat it out, replacing it with her thumb.
Ahh. Much better.
“Well, I guess that’s the answer to that question,” a deep voice said quietly.
Yep. Pacifiers. Yucky.
28
Marisol lay back on the bed naked. Linc was choosing some clothes for her then they were going into the play room. She’d woken up around fifteen minutes ago, groggy and a bit disorientated. Linc hadn’t taken long to come into the room. He’d given her some more water with the baby bottle and then when she was more awake, he’d helped her out of bed and pulled off the T-shirt she’d worn for her nap then had her lie back.
It was a good thing he kept his house so warm, considering how often she was naked or half-dressed. She watched as he pulled out a T-shirt with a rainbow on the front.
“Sit up, teeny.”
She sat and he put the T-shirt on then added a yellow cardigan. Cute. Next, he drew out a yellow tutu skirt and some striped yellow and green socks. She clapped her hands as he moved to another drawer.
“Did you unpack it all while I slept, Daddy?”
“I did. You were sleeping very soundly. A good spanking will do that.”
“Daddy!”
He pulled out some ruffly panties. He slid them over her feet then up her legs.
“Hips up,” he commanded.
She put her feet flat on the bed to raise her hips up as he settled the panties, which were more like a diaper cover or shorts. Finally he drew her tutu skirt up her legs and she raised her hips again so he could situate the waistband around her hips. Then he picked up a sock.
“Those are so cute, Daddy,” she said with excitement as he put one sock on. It reached right up to mid-thigh. The band around the top was tight enough to keep them up.
“Might have to order you some garter belts and stockings for when you’re my big girl. Because that would be sexy as fu…fudge.” He caught himself.
“Daddy, were you going to say fuck?”
Quickly he rolled her over and gave her five swats on her backside. They wouldn’t have hurt so much if her bottom wasn’t already tender. As it was, she barely had time to yelp before she was turned over again.
“Daddy! Why’d you spank me?”
“For swearing.”
“I was just repeating what you said,” she grumbled as he helped her sit then stand.
“No, Daddy did not say that naughty word.”
“Well, fudge,” she muttered. “I want it noted that I think that was unfair since you were gonna say that word.”
“And I’ll note that I didn’t say that word and that even if I did accidentally say it, that does not give you permission to use it.” He gave her a firm look.
She huffed out a breath, but then forgot all about her irritation as he took her hand and led her to the long mirror that was hanging on the back of the closet door.
Oh man, she was super cute. The whole outfit was adorable.
“Don’t you look sweet,” Linc crooned.
She swung this way and that, the skirt flying out around her. That was fun. She’d have to do that lots.
“Turn around and bend over for me,” he told her. “I want to see the view.”
She faced the other way then bent, twisting so she could see into the mirror as well. As she’d thought, the skirt was so short that you got a good view of the ruffly pants underneath when she bent over.
“Now all we need to do is your hair.” He disappeared into the bathroom, returning with a wooden hair brush and some hair ties. As she sat between his legs, he tied her hair up into pigtails.
Once finished, he helped her stand then stepped back to take her in. “Adorable.”
For the first time in her life, she felt adorable. Cute.
He took her hand and led her to the room that she’d slept in that first night. He’d already dismantled the double bed that had been in there. He’d ordered a princess bed for her but that hadn’t arrived yet.
When she walked into the room, she gasped. “Daddy!”
She let him go, moving into the middle of the room and turning around in a circle. She made another circle, then one more.
“Whoa, teeny, you’re gonna make yourself dizzy.” He grasped hold of her hips as she stumbled.
“Um, whoops. Too late.”
He let out a low, growling noise. Uh-oh. Here came overly protective Linc. He set her down on the chair by her desk which he’d somehow found the time to make up. Next to it, in the corner was her beanbag. At the moment, it was empty, the beans still needing to be poured into it. There was also a bookshelf that was still in pieces. A white, fluffy rug was underneath the beanbag, making a cozy reading corner. Her crafting stuff, coloring books and pens and a five-drawer cabinet were set up on the other side of the desk and along the back wall were her other toys. Another corner held her time-out stool which he’d obviously moved in here.