Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
With all his tasks done, Tarson hung up his towel and flipped the water back on in the shower. The scent of lavender soap made him picture Daisy as he’d washed her. Sticking his face under the water flow, he tried to control his resurging passion.
His hand grasped his cock and he groaned at the sensitivity. “I’m not going to die before I make her mine. Soon,” he promised himself as he yanked his fist down his erection. His eyes closed to remember the feel of her silken skin flushed with her arousal. Daisy was perfect. She was his.
With a muffled shout, he came against the tiled wall. Tarson braced his arm against the wall to recover. When his heartrate slowed, he forced himself to finish his shower. Drying his skin roughly, he walked to his bed and threw back the covers.
“No way,” he muttered aloud before turning to pull on lounge pants and pacing back into the nursery. Tarson needed to stay with his Little girl. He lifted the large rocker and pulled it next to the crib. Settling where he could see her, Tarson closed his eyes. If she needed him, he wanted to be close.
Chapter Eight
Daisy woke up slowly. She was so comfortable. Why did her bed seem so much softer, the covers fluffier than usual? As she blinked awake, she gasped, her eyes shooting wide open. This isn’t my bed.
She pushed to sitting, her heart racing as she scanned the room. It took only a second to remember where she was, especially when Daddy popped up from the rocking chair next to her and hovered over her immediately.
“Hey there, Baby girl. Did you wake up confused?” He set a hand on her tummy as she dropped back onto the soft mattress.
“Yes, Daddy.” She glanced around the room. The lighting was dim. “What time is it?”
“It’s early. Six o’clock. What time do you need to be at your shop today?” He rubbed her belly through the covers.
“Ten.”
“Plenty of time then. Do you want to go back to sleep for a while?”
She shook her head. “No. I’m not tired anymore. Maybe I could check out some of the toys in the toy box?” she asked hopefully. It would be a treat to have a few hours to chill before heading to work. A few hours to be in her Little space without adult responsibilities.
Saturday mornings were usually hectic because if she were home, she would do a load of laundry, clean the bathrooms, and put something in the crockpot. Not being in her own home this morning made her feel like she could forgo her usual chores.
Daddy lowered the side of the crib and pulled her covers back. When cool air hit her pussy, she realized her shirt had ridden up, leaving her exposed. Instinct caused her to reach down and tug Daddy’s T-shirt over her nudity.
Daddy’s hand came to hers, stopping her before she managed to pull the soft cotton far enough to conceal herself. “No need to cover yourself when you’re with Daddy, Baby girl. I’ve seen every inch of you, and I intend to do so often.”
Her face heated and she pursed her lips while she nodded. She shifted her attention to his broad chest. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. And when she glanced lower, she saw that his sleep pants were low on his hips and tented in the front.
She remembered how big he was from last night. With his large palm wrapped around her fingers against her belly, her pussy exposed, and his chest so inviting, wetness pooled between her legs, making her feel restless.
He’d given her an amazing orgasm last night, but he hadn’t let her touch him, nor had they had sex. Would he have sex with her now?
“Your eyes are very big this morning, Baby girl. Does it arouse you to wake up in your crib with your bottom exposed?”
She jerked her attention to his face, licking her lips. “You’re very sexy, Daddy.” She flushed as the words left her lips.
He grinned. “I’m glad you’re attracted to me, but we need to take care of a few things this morning before we head down that path.”
“What things?” she asked curiously.
“I bet you’re hungry, and I bet you need to go potty.” He lifted a brow.
She squirmed as he applied slight pressure to her tummy, reminding her she indeed needed to use the bathroom. She’d been half asleep when he put her in the crib last night, but she was a bit surprised now that he hadn’t diapered her last night.
She’d seen the stacks of diapers under the changing table. They’d been impossible to miss. She’d never worn a diaper before when spending time in her Little space. It hadn’t seemed like something she wanted to do alone in her condo.
Daisy was aware that some Littles liked to spend time in a very young space, but the opportunity had never presented itself to her. She’d sometimes fantasized about the idea, but the prospect of buying diapers, putting them on herself, and then changing them had never appealed to her.