He smiles. “I love that sound.”
I smile at him just as broadly. I feel as strongly as he does. It’s unnerving. We’ve only known each other a few days in my mind, and most of those I was burning with fever.
“I don’t know if I can wait until you’re walking to enter you again, Baby girl. That’s too long.”
“I don’t want you to wait.” My body is on fire for him. I don’t care if he makes love to me right now.
He swallows and continues to rock me, stroking my skin. His gaze lands on my chest a lot. My nipples are hard points. I crave his lips on them. I even crave his quill.
After a long pleasant silence, he asks, “Do you want me to invite Olivia over?”
I grin wide. “I’d like that. You’ll have to hold me though.”
“I have a special seat I can put you in that will help you sit slightly reclined and keep your head from lolling to the side.”
“When can she come, Papi?”
“I’ll text Chadka and tell him to bring her over to meet you.” He grins. “They still have no idea who you are.”
Inside, I’m bouncing with excitement.
Papi lifts one hip and pulls his hand-held device out of his pocket. It’s similar to the cell phones I’m used to on Earth but looks far more sophisticated.
After typing into it, he grins and winks at me. “He’s going to bring her over in a few minutes. They’re about to close the clinic for lunch.”
I squeeze his finger as tight as I can.
He glances at where my hand is wrapped around his pointer, brows lifted. “I can’t believe how strong you are.”
“I’m going to be walking faster than any Little girl ever,” I declare.
He chuckles. “I don’t doubt it.”
A door opens on the other side of the room, and Papi rotates me slightly so I can see the entrance, holding me with one arm under my breasts, my head leaning against his chest.
I’ve never been so excited in my life, and the moment I see Livy, I start giggling.
Livy stops dead just inside the room. Her eyes widen with surprise and her jaw drops.
I take in her appearance. Her wavy brown hair is longer than I’ve ever seen it and up in pigtails that hang down around her shoulders and down her back. Her tanned skin looks healthier than I’ve ever seen it. She looks younger. She’s wearing nothing except a diaper similar to mine and the garnet nipple rings Papi told me about. They’re larger than I expected, hoops that hang down, leaving the stones to dangle and catch the light.
“Oh my God,” Livy squeals as she yanks her hand from Chadka’s and runs across the room toward me. Before I know it, she’s leaning over me, hugging me tight.
I can’t return the gesture, but it feels so good.
“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. You’re here! I can’t believe it!” She glances at Chadka. “You didn’t tell me,” she accuses.
He holds up both hands. “I didn’t know, Baby girl.” His gaze shift to Thabo. “I guess you found her,” he jokes.
“Indeed.” Papi holds me securely, his thumb brushing the underside of my breast. I try to ignore it.
Chadka sets his hands on Livy’s shoulders and pulls her back. “Give her some space, Little one.” He tips her chin back, forcing her to look up at him. “I’m going to give you a pass because I know you’re excited, but if you run across the room like that again, your bottom is going to be too sore to sit on.”
“Sorry, Papi,” she says reverently.
It’s shocking to me. My best friend. I never would have expected her to pull off this type of submission. I’ve always been the one who read a stash of age-play novels. Not Livy.
Papi rises and carries me to the seat he mentioned. It’s a lot like a bouncy seat used for babies on Earth. He gently sets me in the seat and arranges a neck pillow to hold my head up before restraining me with so many straps I wouldn’t be able to budge if I wanted to.