Don’t be so clingy.
He likes taking care of you.
He’s going to get tired of you.
Daddy adores you just the way you are.
I don’t know what to believe. I’m scared to trust this to be real.
“Baby girl, you look like you’re about to get a tooth extraction. Your eyes are so wide they’re going to pop out of your head. Are you sure this is what you want?”
I lick my lips. “Yes, Daddy.”
Mace slides his hands to the hem of yesterday’s dress. “Arms up, sweetheart.”
I lift my hands above my head, shivering when the dress is whisked off my body. I’m not nervous about my nudity. I’m just chilled from the air in here.
Okay, I’m a little nervous about being naked in front of him. What if he doesn’t like what he sees?
So I watch his face, hoping to catch his initial reaction. But he immediately bends forward so he can lower my panties.
I grab his shoulders to balance myself while I step out of them.
Now I’m really naked. I’m also both Little and Big at the same time. The man who is gripping my biceps, letting his gaze roam up and down my body, is looking at an adult. The growl that escapes his lips makes me feel incredibly sexy and desirable.
“Fuck, Autumn. You’re stunning.”
I start shivering.
“You’re even sexier than I imagined.” He releases my arm and brings his fingers around to gently cup one of my breasts.
When his thumb strokes over my nipple, I lean into him and whimper.
“So fucking pretty.” His voice is lower than usual. He trails his fingers down my tummy until they reach my pussy.
My breath hitches as he lightly strokes the front, making my clit swell.
“Do you shave yourself, Baby girl?”
“Mmhmm.” I’ve been shaving for years. I never really liked the feeling of hair between my legs.
“So pretty.” He releases me and quickly grabs my clean panties. “Hold on to Daddy’s shoulders again, sweetheart.”
Trembling with need, I do as I’m told and let him put the panties on me. It’s not as if I can expect him to fuck me right this second, but I’m aroused from how he’s looking at me. It’s sort of unexpected. I’m not sure why. I guess I wasn’t as confident he would find me attractive as I should have been.
As soon as he has the cotton panties situated, he reaches for the dress. “Arms, Baby girl.”
I lift them again and let him lower the dress over my body. The smocking hugs my breasts, making it completely unnecessary to wear a bra. I prefer to go without support for my breasts when I’m in a Little headspace anyway. This is perfect.
Daddy surprises me by cupping both my cheeks and kissing me. Not a peck. A deep kiss that makes my toes curl and my heart race. When he eventually breaks us apart, he quickly stands and takes my hand. “Breakfast.”
He hauls me into the bedroom, grabs the pancake mix from the nightstand, and leads me toward the kitchen as if the room is on fire and we need to escape before it consumes us. I don’t think the truth is very far from that.
Chapter Twenty
Mace
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