Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
For a moment, he faltered. His Little girl was trying to tempt him. When he found his voice, he asked, “Does that have a matching thong?”
She nodded.
His head was spinning. How had they gone from her arguing she couldn’t be his Little girl to her teasing him in a way that insinuated she fully intended them to have sex tonight?
That hadn’t been in his plan. Not because he didn’t want to but because he hadn’t thought she was ready. Apparently having sex with him wasn’t an issue. Dating him or committing to him or agreeing to be his Little girl was her hang-up.
She stood frozen for a moment, staring at him. He assumed she was thinking through the wisdom of her bold decision to tempt him with the nightie in her hand.
Frankly, he was curious about why she owned it and how often she wore it. Jealousy reared its head a bit. He shook the thought away. There was no reason to be jealous of any man she’d previously dated. She wouldn’t be dating anyone else again. All that mattered was convincing her he was right.
She lowered her arm, her shoulders falling a few inches in defeat too. She gripped the nightie in her fist at her side, shifted her weight back and forth, and glanced past him toward the door. “What if someone sees your car out front?” she argued.
He took a step toward her. “When someone points out they’ve seen my car at your house or runs into us at a restaurant or sees us jogging together or wonders why we sometimes have lunch in my office, we will tell them we’re dating. They don’t need to know any more than that.”
She chewed on her bottom lip. “The guys will think you treat me preferentially.”
“I’ve spoken to enough members of your team to know you are a well-respected member. It’s none of their business who you date. If anyone has a problem with it, they can come to me.” He took another step toward her.
She was breathing heavily now. It was fucking hot. He was breaking down her walls. Thank God.
“Daddy wants you to take five breaths in.”
She visibly forced herself to inhale slowly.
“Good girl. Now, tell me how the man who called himself a Daddy spanked you,” Trace commanded.
When she hesitated, he prompted her, “Did he bare your bottom? Use his hand? Yell at you as he spanked?”
“My previous Daddy didn’t just spank me. He never used his palm. I didn’t ever know why I was in trouble. At random times, he struck me hard with a paddle or a crop. I always had bruises when he was done.”
Trace held his breath as she told him what he needed and wanted to know. He took one last stride to close the distance between them. “Thank you for sharing that with me, Little girl. No Daddy should behave that way. I can assure you I will never punish you for no good reason, I will never injure you in a way that leaves marks that last more than a few hours, and I will check with you before during and after to make sure you’re in the right headspace.”
He took her free hand in his and lifted it to his lips. “Do you have any other concerns you want to address before you change into that sexy nightie?”
She hesitated and shook her head. “No, Sir,” she whispered.
“Would you like me to help you?”
She shook her head again and repeated, “No, Sir. I’ll do it this time.” She pursed her lips as she eased past him, grabbed something from the dresser, and headed for the attached bathroom.
He had to assume the something she grabbed was the matching thong. He was stuck on her words. This time. That meant she not only intended for there to be a next time, but she might let him be the one to dress her in the future.
After she shut the door softly, he drew in several deep breaths. This entire night wasn’t going anything like he’d expected. He’d truly not had sex on his short list, and he still didn’t if he were honest with himself. Even though she was changing into the sexiest piece of lingerie he’d ever seen, that didn’t mean she intended to have sex with him tonight. In addition, she had the right to change her mind at any time.
He headed toward her bed and sat on the edge. His heart was racing. He’d only had a few days to wrap his head around the fact that he’d found his Little girl, and here he was in her bedroom, waiting for her to come out of her bathroom wearing that mouthwatering pink scrap of diaphanous material.
She took several minutes. He heard the toilet flush and the water running a few times. Finally, she opened the door and took one hesitant step back into the room.