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“I don’t want to have any control,” I whisper.
His pupils dilate, and his breathing is heavier. Somehow, I’ve always known our wants and needs would match up well. Based on his reaction and the way he’s shifting in his seat, I was right.
“Keep pulling stuff out,” he commands.
I wet my lips and glance down at the bags. He already told me some of the other things he bought, but I’m nervous. I know he’ll ask if I want to use them, and even though it’s not like it’s a set rule, I know he won’t be happy if I lie to him.
Moving much slower than before, I dig through the bags. When I pull out a package of three pacifiers, I stare at them for a long moment.
“Have you used those before?”
Without looking at him, I nod. “Yes. I have some at home. I didn’t bring any with me, and I wish I had.”
The warmth of his hand presses against the back of my neck. It’s soothing.
“Now you have some. You can take a couple home with you tonight. You can use them at bedtime.”
I set them down and close my fingers around a sippy cup. It’s pink and has bumble bees all over it. I peer up at him from under my lashes and nod. He smiles and takes the cup from me.
When I look at the clothes he bought, I gasp as I look at each piece. They’re made perfectly for Littles. Everything from snap crotch onesies to footie pajamas to a tutu and ruffly panties. They’re all so cute, and I kind of want to tear off all my clothes so I can play dress up right now.
Dane reaches for one of the bags. Inside, hides a package of diapers. Not just any diapers, though. They’re made specifically for age players. Thick and fluffy with cute prints all over the plastic backing. Heat rises to my cheeks, and I can’t find the courage to meet his eyes.
“Summer, look at Daddy.”
I glance everywhere but at him for a few seconds, then finally raise my gaze. My blood is racing through my veins, and I can’t decide if I’m embarrassed, horrified, excited, or turned on. Maybe a little of each.
“Have you ever worn diapers?”
Crap. Where can I go hide?
When I don’t respond, he chuckles. “Should I take your silence as a yes?”
As I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, I nod and look down at his feet. It’s not that I’m worried he thinks I’m weird or anything. He openly admitted he preferred Littles who played young. It’s more that he’ll want to put one on me, and that means he’ll see all my lady bits. Up close and personal. And he’ll see how aroused I am around him.
“Did you like wearing them, Summer?”
Ugh. Why is he talking so much? When did he become so chatty?
I shrug and lift my chin. We’re both silent for a few seconds, the air crackling with tension around us. There’s a bulge in his jeans again, and I squirm. I wonder if I can die from being too turned on.
He reaches down and cups my chin, a move I’m quickly learning is his favorite way to get me to look at him.
I’ve been chewing on my lip so hard, I’m surprised it’s not bloody. He uses his thumb to pull it free from my teeth.
“Are you embarrassed, Little one?”
“Yes?”
A smile pulls at the corners of his mouth. “Was that a question? You’re not sure if you’re embarrassed?”
“I mean, it’s kind of embarrassing to admit. But I think it’s more that I’m nervous. This is all so unexpected.”
His eyebrows pull together. “Unexpected in a bad way?”
My eyes widen, and I shake my head. “No! Not at all. It’s amazing. Really, this means so much to me. It’s just a lot. And it’s also kind of a dream come true. I’ve thought about you—about this happening between us—so many times. It’s surreal. But good. And also scary.”
He reaches down and hooks his hands under my armpits, then lifts me up and sets me on his lap. “What’s scary about it?”
