Page 68 of Controlling Natasha

I nod.“Please, Daddy…”

He ignores me and presses even deeper.“One day, you will crave this so much you will beg me to take your bottom with my cock.”

That seems ludicrous, but I don’t argue with him.

Finally, he pulls his finger out.

My pussy is throbbing and needy, but he doesn’t touch me there again.Instead, he pulls the plug for the tub, turns on the water, fills the bucket, and rinses my hair.

I’m shivering when he lifts me out and grabs a towel.I don’t move while he dries me, and I don’t complain when he stands me naked in front of the mirror while he combs my hair.He dries it next.All while I stare at my naked body.

When Daddy’s satisfied with how dry it is, he grabs my toothbrush and puts paste on it.“Open, Little one.”

Once again, I’m shocked.I shouldn’t be.Of course he’s going to brush my teeth for me.

What does surprise me is that after I rinse, he says, “Go potty and wash your hands while I get you a nightie.”

He doesn’t shut the door when he leaves, and I’m not about to do so myself.I don’t want to risk him coming back in and watching me pee.I won’t squander this small moment of privacy.I hurry over to the toilet, pee, wipe, flush, and wash my hands.

Daddy steps back in, holding a pale-blue nightie with princesses on the front.“Arms up.”

I lift my arms and let him lower it down my body.

After guiding me to my bed, he climbs up, sits against the headboard, and pats the spot next to him.“Grab your e-reader, Little one.I’ll read to you before lights out.”

I’m excited about this, so I hurry over and get my tablet from the desk.“What are you going to read me, Daddy?”I ask as I climb under the covers, snuggle up with the teddy bear, and lean my head against his thigh.

“What’s the next book you have to read for class?”

I look at him and scrunch up my nose.“You want to read Jane Eyre?”

“Sure.Is it downloaded on here already?”

“Yes.”

He finds it and starts reading.I close my eyes, sink against his warmth, and quickly fall asleep to the steady sound of his voice.

Chapter20

Jameson

After the longest night of my life, I’ve been sitting on the side of Natasha’s bed, watching her sleep for half an hour.I won’t sleep without her again.It’s torture now that I’ve seen and touched nearly every inch of her, including inside her bottom.

Starting tonight, she’s sleeping in my bed.Naked.In my arms.If she’s not ready to take me inside her body, that’s okay, but I need her in my bed and my arms.She can keep this room as a place to study and play and nap, but Natasha will not be spending nights in here anymore.

She finally rouses and slowly opens her eyes.She smiles at me.“How long have you been sitting there?”

“A while.”I stroke her cheek.“I like to watch you sleep.”

She sets her hand over mine on her cheek and leans into it.

“How much homework do you have?”

“Not much.I should do some more studying for our test on Monday, but I’m all caught up.”

I’m not surprised.She works hard and studies hard.She’s not a procrastinator.“Then you’re mine all day.”

She giggles.“Aren’t I yours all day, every day?”

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