Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Her eyes widened. That happened often because he continually shocked her. And the craziest part was that every time he told her about another aspect of age play, her pussy got tingly and needy. She was pretty sure he knew it, too.
“I don’t know if I’ll like a naughty spanking, Daddy,” she whispered.
“Then you won’t break Daddy’s rules.” He set a hand on her tummy and rubbed.
“What other rules are there?” she asked, biting her lip afterward. Maybe it would have been better not to ask.
“Most of them will be obvious like no running in the house. No sharp knives or scissors without Daddy’s supervision. No climbing up on chairs to reach things that are up too high.”
She giggled. “Those are silly, Daddy. I’ve been doing all those things for a long time without any help.”
He lifted a brow. “Now you have help, and you won’t do them when you’re in your Little space. You won’t touch hot stoves either, or the oven.”
“How will I cook?”
“You won’t cook. When you’re with Daddy, I will cook.”
She sat up and twisted to look at him. “Really?”
He nodded. “Really. Daddy’s job.” He gave her a grin. “Though I might take advantage of your family’s restaurant and have Guille prepare us dinner some nights. He’s an amazing chef.”
“You talk like we’re a couple even though technically this is our first official date.”
He leaned in and stole a kiss. “We are a couple, Precious Girl. I know it in my soul. Are you ready to go?”
She let her shoulders drop as she looked down. Why did he want to go and end their date when he’d just said they were a couple?
He lifted her chin. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she whispered.
“Oh, there’s another rule. No lying to Daddy. Lying will get you a hot bottom so fast you won’t even know what’s happening before I take you over my knees and pull your pants down to bare your bottom.”
She drew in a sharp breath.
“Tell Daddy what gave you such a long face.”
“I was just sad that you wanted to leave already. I’m having fun. I don’t want to go home yet.”
“Oh. I’m sorry, Maya. I didn’t mean I was going to take you home and drop you off. What I’d like to do is take you to my house now and show you the nursery.”
She couldn’t keep from smiling in reaction. “I’d like that, Daddy.”
Chapter Eight
“What do you think?” Deke asked his Little girl as he led her through the garage entrance and into the kitchen.
She wandered deeper into the great room and spun around. “I like it. It’s very warm and inviting.”
“I’m glad you like it. I hope you’ll start spending more and more time here.” He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for a kiss. He’d kissed her dozens of times today, but he couldn’t help himself. He liked being close to her, holding her, and the way her eyes glazed over every time he kissed her.
He was serious about wanting her in his home. If he had his way and didn’t think it would scare her off, he would go pack up her clothes and move her into his house right now today. But he didn’t think she was ready for that.
“Ready to see the rest of the house?”
She swallowed. “Yes.”
He knew she was nervous, and he couldn’t blame her. He was throwing a lot at her in a short time. She hadn’t had a nursery before. It was reasonable that it might take her some time to adjust to having her own nursery and letting herself be more vulnerable with him.
He pointed out his home office and a guest room before he pushed open the door to the master bedroom and led her into his space.
“Nice,” she said softly as she looked around. “Your bed is so high off the floor.”
He wrapped his arms around her from behind and rocked her back and forth, kissing her neck. “Don’t worry. You won’t fall off. I’ll put you in the center and hold you in my arms. If you need, I can also put a pile of pillows on your other side so you don’t fall in the night.”
She giggled. “I don’t think I’ll fall off the bed, Daddy. I’m just not sure I can even get up there. I’ll need a stool,” she joked, and then she gasped and covered her mouth.
“What?”
She lowered her hand. “I can’t believe we’re talking about me sleeping in your bed. That’s so premature.”
“I don’t think it’s premature. I’m ready to have you in my bed as soon as you’re comfortable with the idea.” He turned her in his arms and met her gaze, wanting to have her full attention. Cupping her face, he said, “Maya, you’re mine. I’m so certain that I want everything with you. I would never pressure you, especially to have sex, but I’d love it if you started sleeping here.”