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A small whine escapes my lips. I’ve never felt sexier in my entire life than I do right now.
“Daddy,” I whisper.
As if a spell breaks, he raises his gaze to mine and shakes his head. “We can’t tonight, baby. Tonight, all that’s happening is me tucking you in. The first time I make you come, I need to hear you scream my name, and that can’t happen with your mom here. Soon, though.”
He grabs his erection through his jeans and adjusts it, letting out a low groan. Then he takes the nightie and lowers it over my head, covering me up. I pop out my lip in a pout. He gives me a stern look that immediately has me pulling it back in.
“Don’t be naughty. Just because your mom is here doesn’t mean I can’t find silent ways to punish you. Believe me, I want to fuck you so hard your pussy gushes for me, but all in due time. For now, bed.”
Well, okay then. Maybe Dane isn’t as soft as I thought. Gosh, could this man be any more perfect? The sad thing is, I don’t think he sees it. He doesn’t know how amazing he is. And I hate that.
“Lie back.”
He grabs my hand and holds it as I lean back on the bed, all the while keeping my eyes on his.
“Scoot back a little so you can rest your feet on the mattress.”
I obey, and he takes over. He pulls my leggings down and tosses them aside. When he reaches for my panties, I don’t think either of us are breathing. Thank goodness I shaved this morning.
As he peels them off, I keep my legs closed as much as I can. I watch as he fluffs up the diaper. It feels as though my heart is beating a million miles an hour. I’ve done this by myself, but never with a man. It’s extra special that I get to experience this for the first time with Dane.
When he hooks his hand under both my ankles and lifts, I gasp in surprise. He slides the diaper under me, the material crinkling loudly. I’m not positive it’s actually that loud, but everything is amplified right now.
He lowers me and sets my feet on the bed, spread wide so I’m open for him to see everything. His chest heaves as he takes several breaths.
“Is that all for me, baby?”
I nod. He reaches between my legs and swipes his finger over my slit, and I whimper. Slowly, he brings his hand to his mouth and cleans my cream with his tongue. It has to be the most hot and erotic thing I’ve ever watched.
“Fuck. I’ve fantasized about tasting you, and I always knew it would be delicious.”
Have I died and gone to heaven?
I hold my breath when he reaches down again, but instead of touching me, he pulls the diaper up between my legs and fastens it quickly.
“It doesn’t matter that I jacked off before I came over here, you have me barely hanging on by a thread, Little girl. I’m going to have to take a freezing cold shower tonight so I don’t have to go to bed with this painful erection.”
My eyes burst open, and I stare up at him, shocked by his words. He jacked off? Because of me? Because he wants me? I mean, obviously, I can tell he’s aroused, but I didn’t think it was that big of a deal to him.
I sit up, my face nearly level with his crotch. Feeling a tiny bit of courage, I reach out and rub my hand over the bulge. He groans, his head rolling back as I squeeze his length through his jeans. Then he grabs my wrist and pulls me away from him.
“Not tonight, Summer. I want you, baby. So badly. But doing it in your mom’s house isn’t right. Plus, it’s late and you need to go to bed. I wouldn’t be a good Daddy if I let you stay up past your bedtime.”
My eyebrows pull together, and I glare up at him. “But I don’t have a bedtime.”
He looks amused. “It’s cute that you think that. But you’re not in charge here. Now, let’s go brush your teeth.”
With drooping shoulders, I let him lead me into the connected bathroom, where he effortlessly lifts me up onto the counter.
After pointing him to the drawer where my toothbrush is, he takes it upon himself to get it ready. Then he holds it up to my mouth. I try to take it from him, but he shakes his head.
“Nope. Daddy’s doing it. Little girls aren’t thorough enough. Open up.”
I giggle. It feels funny to have my teeth brushed by someone, but I do as he says, smiling the entire time. I live in Little Space often, and I’ve played with Daddies at the clubs, but I’ve never had a man take care of me like this. It feels good. I feel cherished. And it scares me to say that it feels natural.
When he finishes and sets me on my feet again, he swats my bottom to get me moving back to bed. It didn’t hurt, but it did make the thick diaper crinkle. As I walk, I waddle a little. I giggle, feeling myself slipping deep into my favorite space.
Daddy pulls the blankets back and pats the bed. I climb in, aware that my bottom is practically in his face as I crawl to the far side. When I get settled and look up at him, he’s staring at me.
