Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Aria rose. “I better get going. This bachelorette party starts at noon tomorrow. I still have a lot to do. Thank you so much for inviting me in and sharing your delicious cupcakes and your lifestyle. I have a lot to think about.”
“I’m so glad you came,” Ellie responded. “Call or come by any time if you have more questions.”
Chapter One
Aria fidgeted on the barstool as she people-watched. It was a weekend, so the club was crowded. It had taken Aria three weeks to build up the nerve to visit Blaze. Every weekend, she’d told herself she would go, and every weekend she’d chickened out.
“Can I get you another lemon-lime soda, Little one?”
Aria jerked her gaze up to the kind bartender who’d offered to give her a tour of the club as soon as he could get away from the bar. “Oh, uh, I’m not…” She swallowed. It would be a lie to say she wasn’t Little, and after delving deeper into the lifestyle for the past month, she was certain lying was frowned upon in the age-play community.
On the other hand, this bartender—he’d said his name was Cameron—wasn’t her Daddy. He was, however, watching her closely and half the reason she continued to fidget. His gaze was intense, and he kept glancing at her. She could feel him looking even when she wasn’t facing his direction. His brow was slightly furrowed.
She glanced down at the glass in her hand. It was mostly ice now, but she didn’t need more soda. “I’m fine,” she murmured.
“Water?”
She shook her head and tipped the glass back to shake an ice cube into her mouth. Chomping on ice was a nasty habit, but she always did so when she was nervous.
“That’s not good for your teeth, Little girl,” Cameron commented as he filled someone else’s drink order.
She swallowed the melted ice and pursed her lips. Her entire body hummed every time he called her Little. This time she squeezed her legs together and adjusted the front of her dress. Her breasts felt heavy, and her panties were wet.
The sensations were foreign to her. She had no idea why she was reacting so strongly to this man. Granted, he was incredibly handsome, but she needed to rein in her out-of-character attraction.
Cameron was way out of her league. He was confident and Dominant. Built with blond hair and green eyes that probably made most women swoon. No wonder there were so many people hovering around the bar area.
And his tattoos… So many of them. He had on a black V-neck T-shirt that hugged his muscles tight, leaving the tattooed sleeves on his arms visible as well as the hint of a design on his chest.
Aria had always been such a good girl. She never did anything outside of what was expected of her. She’d always made good grades and worked hard. It had been instilled in her from her parents.
Suddenly, she felt mischievous. What if she got a tattoo or a piercing? She giggled at the thought. Her mother’s eyes would bug out if she ever visited her parents with ink on her skin or a piercing besides the single hole in each ear.
“What’s so funny, Little girl?” Cameron asked.
She sat up straighter, trying not to squirm yet again at his endearment. “Uh, nothing.”
There was a twinkle in his eyes. “Fine. Keep your secrets. For now.” Somehow he managed to keep a constant eye on her as well as a running dialog while also acknowledging and filling drink orders.
Suddenly, a swarm of people flooded into the bar area, and Aria spun around to see several of the women she’d met at Little Cakes last month bounding past her.
Riley was in front of them, rushing directly toward the bar. She stopped the moment she saw Aria. “Hey!” She smiled broadly. “You came.”
“Yeah. I uh…” She kept stumbling over her words.
Cameron came around the bar to stand next to Aria. “You two know each other?”
Riley nodded. “We met at Little Cakes a few weeks ago.”
“Ah. I was going to give Aria a tour of the club if you think you can man the bar for a bit.”
“Of course.”
A man came up behind Riley and set his hands on her shoulders. “You sure you’re recovered enough to work the bar, Panda Bear? That was a pretty intense Shibari scene we just did.”
Riley rolled her eyes. “Yes, Daddy. I’m fine. Have you met Aria?”
“Nope. Don’t think I have.” He extended a hand.
Riley continued, “Aria, this is my Daddy, Milo. He’s overbearing.”
Milo lifted both brows. “He’s going to be overbearing with a burning palm soon. Shall we take a trip to the bathroom before you take over for Cameron?”
Riley shook her head. “Nope. I’m good.” She glanced down at herself. “But I do need to take a trip to the locker room and change my clothes really quick.” She glanced at Aria. “I prefer to be dressed more adult when I’m working the bar.”