Saylor thought back to the conversations she’d had with the other women. To be honest, they’d all talked about all the guys in glowing terms. Remembering small things she’d picked up, Saylor decided that Zale had seemed like the one they knew best other than their own daddies. That must be because he treated all their medical needs.
She had almost fallen back asleep when Zale removed the thermometer. Peeking up, she saw him rotate the tube. Her cheeks flushed again at the sight of the glistening lube on the device. He’d put that in her bottom.
“One hundred and one. That’s way too high, little girl. I’m going to give you some medicine now and some for your daddy to administer,” Zale told her.
She closed her eyes as he turned away. Maybe if she fell asleep they’d let her take her medicine later. She always had trouble swallowing big pills. They didn’t want to slide down her throat for some reason. Especially now with her coughing, Saylor suspected that she would have problems.
“Max, I’ll need your help for this first dose,” Zale said softly a few minutes later. “Lift her up onto her knees with her bottom in the air.”
Saylor roused as Max elevated her derriere. She sucked hard on the candy in her mouth as she rallied her energy to stretch back out. Max stymied that possibility by placing a thick forearm across her calves to hold her legs in the right position with her bottom elevated. Before she could grab the device out of her mouth, Zale pressed something thick into her bottom.
“Good girl,” Zale praised her as he continued to do something behind her. She could hear him rustling about, but Max blocked her vision.
“That medicine is going to make you sleepy. And take care of the infection. Your daddy will continue to give you the medicine for forty-eight hours. You are to stay in bed for at least twenty-four hours.”
“Got it, Zale. In bed until tomorrow afternoon. Medicine for two days,” Max repeated as Saylor struggled to figure out what to say.
“Here’s a big ouch, Saylor.” Zale gave her a shot in one buttock. “I’m sorry, little girl. That’s the hardest part of my job.”
“You sewed up my arm without any deadening agent, and giving a shot is the toughest thing you have to do?” Max said, amazed as he rubbed Saylor’s back.
“Okay. Mean Zale is all done,” he announced, covering her ouchie with a bandage. “You’re going to feel so much better very quickly, Saylor. Let your daddy take care of you. Your job is to rest.”
Yawning, Saylor dropped to her tummy when Max removed his forearm that had pinned her in place. She sucked on the throat soother and relaxed. Zale had promised he was finished. He hadn’t tried to trick her. She tried to listen to what the men discussed but lost that battle and fell back asleep.
CHAPTER 13
“Good news, baby. The university has canceled classes for the rest of the week because of the illness running rampant throughout campus,” Max said the next day. He was thrilled to see the patches of color had faded from her cheeks. “Let’s get you another dose of medicine. How are you feeling?”
“Better! Can I get up today? Zale said I could.”
“You remember that, hmmm? Let’s check your temperature first,” Max said. He wouldn’t take chances with her health.
“No, Daddy. I feel okay,” she rushed to assure him, blushing. That alone told him that the illness was losing its hold on her. Yesterday, she’d napped on and off all day. If she had the energy to protest, she must be recovering her strength.
“If your fever is still gone, I’ll let you get up and watch a movie.”
“What movie?”
“Negotiating?” he asked he asked, picking up the lubricant and squeezing a good amount on his index finger. “Turn over, baby.”
“Daddy!”
Max twirled a finger in the air, instructing her to change positions. With a dramatic sigh, Saylor followed his instructions. He quickly parted her bottom and spread the slick gel over her tight rosebud before pressing his finger deep inside her. He carefully spread the mixture thoroughly on the walls of her sensitive passage.
Saylor clenched her hands on her pillow and struggled not to wiggle or respond to his explorations. He hid his smile. She was very responsive here. He would love showing her how enjoyable receiving his cock here would be. His shaft jerked in his pants at the idea of burying himself deep in her tight heat.
“Daddy!” she protested again as he lingered on his task.
“Daddy has to make sure you’re prepared, baby. You’ll welcome my thoroughness in taking care of you when I take you here.”
“No, Daddy,” she protested, turning to look at him in shock. Max controlled his expression as he detected the sexual interest flaring in her gaze. Yes, Saylor would enjoy more attention here than just his finger.
She needed to be in better health for him to make love to her anywhere, Max reminded himself. Withdrawing his touch, Max drew the large, old-fashioned thermometer from the jar of lubricant and slid it into her bottom. Twisting the tube, he coaxed it as deep as possible to get the best reading. Then cupping his hand over the instrument, he held it in place with his fingers resting on her cute bottom. His baby was so cute.
He glanced at his watch to see when he should check the results. Zale had recommended ten minutes to ensure the best reading.To distract her, Zale asked, “What kind of movies do you like, little girl? Animated? Romcoms? Mystery?”
“I suppose you like action/thrillers,” she muttered into the pillow.
