I’d tried to keep my touch careful but that didn’t work.
“No.” Shaking his head, he pulled out the front of his undies and fixed his penis, shifting it to the right. “See?”
Oh, I saw.
“I’ll get it right next time.” That didn’t seem to be much of an assumption with the way things were going.
“Daddy does good next time.” He kissed my cheek, probably to ease the sting of having to tell me that I’d gotten his dick position wrong.
“I’ll try.” Being a Daddy was weird. “Thank you for pointing out the problem.”
At least I knew he wouldn’t get frustrated without telling me what the problem was.
“Welcome.” Smiling proudly, he held up his hands. “Brownies.”
Yep, he was the most food-motivated person I’d ever met… and I was finally starting to understand the earlier panic about feeding everyone.
“Yes, cutie. Brownies and teeth and more cuddles before bed.”
Cuddles and food.
Were those the things all Littles needed to be happy or was this just a Rhodes thing?
I had questions… lots and lots of questions.
Chapter Six
Rhodes
“You came.” Big me hadn’t been sure he would but Little me didn’t like logic enough to be worried about it.
Especially at eight in the morning.
“I told you I would.” Daddy held up a big circle waffle iron. “Ready for breakfast?”
Wow.
“Shouldn’t you be asking if I’ve changed my mind or about my sanity?” My Little side was enthusiastic enough that it chased off a lot of Doms. “I might need to apologize?”
It was probably his fault I’d ended up Little to begin with, but I’d use that as my excuse of last resort. Doms didn’t always like logic, so I tried to use it as little as possible.
“There is no way you’ve changed your mind.” Knightly raised one eyebrow and gave me the same look he did when he’d caught me flirting with the Fed Ex guy. “We can pretend you did if that would make you happier.”
Hmm…
“Maybe as a reward later you could… let’s call it forcefully show me I belong to you and can’t hide from what I want?” That would be fun. “After breakfast.”
Hmm.
I looked down at myself.
“And after playtime and once I’m in regular clothes?” When I was that deep in Little space the conversations were always fuzzy later, but I was pretty sure we’d talked about playtime and things like that for our third date.
Our fourth depending on how we were counting.
“How about after I get some questions answered first?” His glare had me trying not to smile. “I can’t be a good Daddy if I don’t know what one does.”
He was so cute.
