Page 33 of Carri's Critters

Hugging him tight, Carri relaxed for the first time since leaving him the week before. “I missed you,” she admitted softly as she snuggled her face into his chest and breathed him in.

“I missed you, too. I almost came out here a half dozen times, but forced myself to stay away,” Rooker said as he hugged her tight and dropped kissed on the top of her head. “But we made it, and now you’re all mine. Or have you had a change of heart about moving in with me?”

Carri pulled back so she could look up into his eyes. “No way … unless you’ve decided you want to wait?”

“Absolutely not. You’re coming home with me today. If we have to come back for your stuff, we will, but you’re going to be sleeping in my bed tonight and all the nights to come.”

Carri sighed as she smiled. “That sounds wonderful to me. I’ve already packed my car, but there are a few more boxes, if they’ll fit in your car.”

“They will, one way or another,” Rooker assured her with a grin.

He then dropped his head and kissed her. The mating of their lips had her pussy growing wet and everything in her wanting to fuck him right here, right now. Every other thought in her brain except how soon they could get to his house and his bedroom floated away.

“Why don’t we go up to my room?” she suggested with a wink and a grin.

“All right, but we’re not having sex until we get back to my house, unload both cars, and there is no one around to hear you scream before your nap this afternoon. We also have a spanking to deal with to clear your spanks tally.”

“Aww, Daddy, that’s too far away.” She pouted. “And I think we should start with a clean tally. After all, we’ve been apart for a whole week.”

He brushed one last kiss on her lips before releasing her and stepping back. “And what kind of Daddy would I be if I just ignored your naughtiness. The answer is a bad Daddy. Besides, you’ve waited a week to be with me, you can wait a couple hours more.”

Carri blinked up at him. “A couple hours? I’m going to expire of neglect.”

Rooker turned her around and swatted her ass. “I doubt it, babygirl. Just remember, the faster we pack and unpack, the faster we’ll get to deal with your punishment and then take a nap.”

“Ouchie, Daddy. That’s not nice,” she said as she opened the door and pulled him along behind her into the house.

“It may not be nice, but it got you moving, so it was effective,” Rooker replied with a chuckle that sent shivers through her.

Rooker was impressed at Carri’s packing abilities. He began to think he should hire her away from her current job to head up the online sales team. But that discussion could wait until after she settled into his home and her new life as his Little girl. He only hoped she liked the changes he made while he waited out her sister’s one-week no- contact moratorium.

The boxes she had left in her room fit easily into his car and after one last warning about treating their sister well, Lottie and Tilly hugged them both and promised to come by in a few days to visit. Carri’s eyes were full of tears as he helped her into her car, but she wiped them away and smiled up at him.

“I’m ready to go to your house, Daddy.”

“Our house, babygirl,” he corrected gently.

She nodded. “Our house.”

“All right. Follow me and we’ll be home before you know it,” he said, leaning in to brush one last kiss on her lips. “I love you, little artist.”

“I love you, too, Daddy.”

He walked to his car with a full heart, anxious to get his woman home and settled into her new life as his woman, his Little, and the resident critter artist for his store.

The End