Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Next to the crib was a changing table that was also her size. It even had steps on one end she could use to climb up onto it. He’d thought of everything. “How did you do all of this so fast?”
He came up behind her and set his hands on her hips, leaning around to look at the spot where her gaze was pinned—the pile of diapers and wipes. “I’ve had two weeks.”
She gasped and twisted to look at him. “You started this two weeks ago?”
“Yep. The day I met you. I ordered everything and got it into place several days ago in fact.”
“So, what was in here before?”
“Nothing, Little one. It was waiting for you. I didn’t add many colors yet because I wanted to wait and find out what color was your favorite. I’m guessing purple?”
She nodded. “I love purple.”
“Then we’ll pick out a shade of purple for the walls. I’ll paint it one day soon.”
“Do your mom and sister know you have a nursery?”
“Nope. They asked me what I was going to do with this room, but I told them I hadn’t decided yet.”
“Purple is my favorite, but I like all the colors you have in your house.” She spun around to face him fully. “But you’ve gone to a lot of work and expense for someone you just met.”
“Daddy…” he added.
She smiled. “Daddy,” she whispered.
“When I found you, I wasted no time, Angel. Why would we spend weeks tiptoeing around each other when I already know I want you to be mine?”
He was so confident. It was exciting and unnerving. What if he was wrong?
“Now,” he continued. “Let’s get you changed.”
“I didn’t bring anything to wear except clothes for work tomorrow,” she admitted.
“We’ll hang those up in the closet on your adult side, but I have everything you could want already hanging on your Little side. A variety of clothes for any age range you might feel like playing in.”
“Oh.”
When he took her hand and led her toward the closet, she was apprehensive. How had he known her sizes? But when he opened the closet, she stopped breathing, stunned by the rows of clothes he had hanging in there that seemed to range from very young to an older Little.
She approached to look closer. “This is amazing, Daddy. I can’t believe you bought all of this.”
He slid a hand around her and reached for something on the youngest end of the row. “I think you’ll benefit from a very young night tonight, don’t you?”
What he’d picked out was a black onesie with purple sparkly words on the front that said “Daddy’s Angel.” Hooked behind it was a matching purple tutu.
Her initial reaction was a rush of unexpected arousal. She would feel so very young and playful in that outfit. Could she do it though? Submit to him so very deeply that she let him baby her?
Her fingers trembled as she reached out to touch the tutu. “It’s so pretty, Daddy, but…”
“Take a leap, Little one. Try it. I bet you’ll like it.”
“It’s scary, Daddy,” she admitted. “I’ve never done anything like this. What if things don’t work out between us and we have to work across the street from each other forever and ever after I’ve let myself be this vulnerable with you?”
He hooked the hanger on the edge of the crib and placed his palms on her hips. “What if you finally find yourself in the skin you were always meant to be in and your life is richer and fuller and so much better than you ever dreamed?”
She chewed on her lower lip. He was right, but she was still scared.
He tipped his head back and brought her lips to his so he could kiss her gently. “How does it make you feel inside when you think of letting Daddy take care of everything, Angel?”
“So good,” she admitted.
“Then let’s go with that feeling. I bet you’ll feel even better after we get you changed and you spend some time playing.”
She glanced longingly at the pretty outfit he’d chosen. Could she let herself be that vulnerable? She also knew she had no choice. She wanted to trust him. She wanted to take this chance. She might never get an opportunity like this again in her life. He was the first man who’d ever made her feel right in her skin.
Nora hadn’t even known people practiced age play in real life. Now that she knew, she desperately wanted to try it.
“Will you let Daddy change you, Angel?” he asked.
“Oh.” She hadn’t thought of that. Let him see her naked?
“You won’t have any secrets from Daddy, Little girl. If you’d rather wait a while to let Daddy see all of you, we can do that, but later this evening, I intend to give you a bath anyway. I’ll see all of you and touch every inch of you then, too.”