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12
ADDISON
It started out smoothly enough. That evening, right after work, Addison went home and packed. She didn’t take everything—just her work clothes, her comfy lounging clothes, and all herlittleoutfits as well as a few of her favorite plushies. She packed her makeup and her toothbrush and her other self-care items and then there was only one thing left to consider…her toys.
Just because Addison rarely went home with guys, didn’t mean she didn’t have an active sex drive. Her toys were her outlet and she used them often and well…except for one. It was the latest toy she’d added to her collection—she’d bought it right after seeing Courick in the shower.
The advertisement for it had said that it was “Kindred Sized!” and it hadn’t lied a bit. The enormous flesh-toned and realistically cock-shaped dildo was almost as big as her stern Kindred boss’s equipment. It had a broad, flaring head and veins running down its sides. Even better, it had a motor inside that turned it into a vibrator when she flipped the switch.
Addison had used the vibrating function often since she’d bought it—she liked to rub its thick length up and down her pussy, pretending it was Courick getting ready to fuck her. But though she had tried over and over, she couldn’t fit it inside herself. It was simply too long and too thick. Still, she liked playing with it and since Courick had specifically said he wouldn’t be doing anything sexual with her, she had to havesomeoutlet, right?
“Right,” Addison muttered to herself. She packed the massive dildo away in the plastic box she’d dubbed her “toy chest” and snapped it shut. She would play with it later. For now, it was time to get to Courick house and see what the big Kindred had planned for her…
13
COURICK
Courick lived in a single-story bungalow in central Tampa in a neighborhood called Seminole Heights. It had a neat front lawn edged with tropical ferns and a swimming pool in the back. He liked to swim laps at night and in the hot and humid Florida climate, it was rarely too cold to swim.
The bungalow had two bedrooms, one of which had been his home office. However, he had converted it over the weekend and made it into a place for Addison.
Part of him—mainly the part below the belt—had wanted to have her sleep with him, in the large king-sized bed in his own bedroom. But he had reminded himself sternly that hewasn’tgoing to be doing anything sexual with her. So she was getting her own bedroom—he just hoped she liked it.
She came to the door with two large suitcases and a few smaller bags and boxes as well. Courick was glad to see that she’d taken him seriously when he told her he wanted her to move in with him. But he could tell by the look in her lovely green eyes that she wasn’t sure what kind of reception she was going to get.
“Er, hi there,” she said uncertainly, hovering in the doorway. “I’m here.”
“Good—you’re just in time for Last Meal,” Courick said firmly. “Let’s bring your things inside.”
“I have kind of a lot of stuff,” she said apologetically. “I, uh, hope that’s okay.”
“More than okay,” Courick assured her. “Here—let me help.”
He carried her suitcases over the threshold and Addison followed, still looking uncertain. Courick had wanted to feed her at once and save the room he’d prepared as a surprise, but he could tell she wasn’t sure if she belonged. Maybe it was time to show her how serious he was about having her live with him.
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s put these in your room.”
“Inmyroom?” Addison asked.
“It’s right through here.” Courick brought her through the main living area of the bungalow and down a short hallway. “That’s my room,” he said, pointing to the door on the left. “That’s the fresher…” Pointing to the door in the middle. “And this is your room.” With a flourish, he threw open the door on the right and stepped aside to let her see.
“Ohhhh…” Addison’s eyes went wide as she surveyed what he had done.
As much as possible, Courick had tried to copy her bedchamber in her own domicile with one exception—all the furniture was built to Kindred scale,nothuman scale. Which meant that Addison really did look little compared to it.
She would have to climb up to get into the pink princess canopy bed and her feet would dangle if she sat in the rocker. There was a window seat filled with a variety of stuffed animals which Courick had read thatlittlescalled either “stuffies” or “plushies” and a bookcase filled with children’s books. There was even a white dresser with an oval vanity mirror attached and a white chair with a puffy pink cushion to sit on while she brushed her hair and attended to her personal grooming.
Courick hoped she liked it—he’d had to call in several favors to get it all together on such short notice. He looked anxiously at Addison, who was staring around her with wide eyes.
“Wow,” she said at last, and went over to climb up on the bed. She looked up at the canopy—which was decorated with delicate pink hearts and climbing roses—and shook her head, looking stunned.
“Do you like it?” Courick came to stand beside her. “I thought that by making the furniture oversized, you’d be more able to feellittle.”
“Idofeellittle.”Addison looked at him with shining eyes. “This is incredible! I love it! Thank you! Thank you so much, Daddy!” And she threw her arms around his waist and hugged him tight.
Courick felt a surge of emotion he couldn’t name rush through him. Wrapping his arms around her, he hugged her back. The look in her eyes and the excitement in her eyes made all the trouble he’d gone to worth it. Being able to provide for the curvy little female—being able to meet her needs and make her dreams come true—melted his heart.
It also stirred something in his trousers. The feeling of her soft, full breasts pressed against him made his cock twitch. For a moment, all he could think of was pulling off her clothes and taking her right then and there in the pretty pink bed. But first he would taste her. He would spread her hot little pussy with his tongue and lick her little clit until she came all over his mouth…
