Page 25 of Two Daddies for Little Jenna

When the superhero punched the villain's heart out, I knew it was no show for Little girls. I swiftly moved my hand to grab the remote controller between us, but Jenna almost jumped in her seat. I would've thought the show scared her, but she was looking at me as she clutched her stuffies close to her chest in horror.

"Sorry," she whispered, relaxing her shoulders and taking a deep breath.

The movement of suddenly grabbing the remote controller had scared her. She was afraid I was going to strike her. I once knew of a girl at the club who was scared to death of sudden movements. As it had later turned out, her Daddy had been physically abusing her under the guise of BDSM, and with Michael’s help, she had gathered the courage to dump him. Did that mean Jenna had been abused by an ex?

"I think we should watch some comedy instead," I said, muting the TV for a moment. "Hey, I told you about my ex, but you never told me about yours."

"Oh." She was taken aback by the sudden change of topic. "I've only ever dated Daddy. Never dated before. Once I fell for Daddy, I knew there was going to be no one after him."

So she didn't have an abusive ex. Maybe I was reading into it too much.

"Oh, so you meant what you said." The disappointment was clear in my voice, but I tried to hide it. "That you aren't really looking for a second Daddy. This is too soon, but I want to be honest about how I feel. I like you, Jenna. The more I get to know you, the more it hurts that I didn't come into your life first. If I had, things would've been so different."

Her frown slowly faded and there was joy in her eyes. "You didn't let me finish. I knew there was going to be no one after Daddy, but that changed when you saved me, Nick. I've been very conflicted over the past few days over what I want. Daddy made me realize my fears of making him feel unloved were holding me back. I don't want to hide in fear anymore. So yes, Nick. I like you too."

"You do?" I said, almost in disbelief as my expressions softened. "Oh, I haven't been this happy in years. Only you have the power to give me such joy."

Her words had given me a semi. I hadn't felt so sexual in a long time. All I wanted to do was carry her into the bedroom and make sweet love, but I had a better idea.

"Come sit closer then. I want to feel your warmth."

I needed sex, but what I needed more was to hold her hand and cuddle.

When she scooted closer, I put a hand on her shoulder and leaned in to kiss her softly. I had to stop moments later because I didn't want the tightness in my pants to become any more obvious.

When I held her hand, she rested her head on my shoulder and briefly looked at the tent in my pants. Then she looked up at me with a giggle, blushed, and looked away. I switched to an animated comedy and hoped the laughs would help my raging boner subside.

Chapter 14: Jenna

Nick was only trying to fetch the remote controller, but I had flinched in anticipation. Nick wouldn't strike me. He was a nice man, but he didn't know about the hell I'd been through. I thought Daddy's love would heal me completely, but it only got me so far.

Confessing to Nick that I liked him set things in motion. It would eventually lead to confessing about my past. When I told Daddy about my dark past, I was so glad I was done with it. I told myself I would never have to tell another soul, for recollecting the events only got more traumatic each time. Just like with Daddy, I feared telling Nick would result in him hesitating to spank me as a form of punishment. Daddy feared I'd been through enough physical pain to be spanked.

My worries were eased when Nick asked me to cuddle with him as we watched some TV. It was strange to stare at another man's boner. The vivid image of Nick and Clark taking turns making love to me flashed into my head, but this time I didn't try to push it out. This time I wanted it to come true, but for that to happen they'd have to get along. I had to arrange for us to hang out together just to see if they could stand each other. Something told me they'd try to get along even if they had a hard time.

It had been ten minutes since Nick popped a boner and it showed no signs of going down any time soon. It was a welcome distraction. The possibility of getting to see it soon got my engine running. I had only seen Daddy's dick, so I couldn’t get my mind off of how different it’d look from his.

I was too shy to act on my desires, and I could've wept when his boner finally subsided minutes later. I had grown wet with desire. From the lack of laughs from either of us, it was clear that the sexual tension was high in the room. We were too focused on the nearness of our bodies to focus on the show.

When it was time for dinner, I was glad it was meatloaf with no vegetables in sight. Daddy could learn a thing or two from Nick. I imagined how they'd balance each other out. Daddy would prefer sending me to my room while Nick would spank me. Daddy liked to fill my meals with veggies just to torment me, and Nick would fill them with sides of meatloaf, grilled chicken, and steak.

There was nothing else I wanted more. No number of gifts and stuffies could come close to the joy of living together with them would bring.

Once we finished dinner, I helped him with the dishes. We kept the conversation about him mostly. Every time he'd ask me something about my past, I'd give him a brief answer and try to change the subject.

"Before we go to bed," he said, putting away the last of the dishes. "I want to show you something."

I waited as he returned with a bag of clothes.

As he led me out the door, I skipped after him. "Where are we going, Nick?"

"I put my clothes in the washing machine before I go to bed. There's this cat that likes to hang around in the basement sometimes. She waits for me or Marcus to feed her before bed. I think you'll like her. She's very friendly. I named her Yae."

I froze when I heard the wordbasement. I willed my body to move, but it just wouldn't.

"What's the matter, darling? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"N-nothing."