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This little girl had no idea what she was doing to me.
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Raleigh wascoveredin sand by the time I got off work. She’d played in the water and then proceeded to build sandcastles with a couple of little boys. The mom hadn’t even batted an eye, and I’d bought her a drink as a thank you for letting Raleigh play with her kids. She’d just smiled and shrugged and said everyone deserved to be a kid, no matter what age they were.
“Baby girl, you really need a shower,” I told her as we neared my house. It was closer than hers, and I could tell the sand was beginning to irritate her.
She nodded. “Bath after?”
I brushed my hand over her sandy hair. “Dinner, and then we’ll discuss bath time.”
She nodded. “Okay, Daddy.”
I unlocked my door and let her in ahead of me. “Shower, little one.”
She darted off to the bathroom, trailing sand behind her. Laughing softly, I locked the house back up and then grabbed a broom and dustpan to clean up the sand she’d trailed behind her. While she showered, I began making dinner—spaghetti with squash and zucchini thrown in. I made sure every meal I made or ordered had vegetables in it for Raleigh.
When she stepped out of my room, she was wearing a pair of footie pajamas, her wet hair hanging tangled around her shoulders. “Brush,” I ordered.
She held it up. I beckoned her to me. Once she was near me, I grabbed her and set her on the kitchen counter facing away from me. She crossed her legs and settled her hands in her lap as I worked on getting the tangles out of her hair. Once her hair was brushed out. I braided it and grabbed a rubber band out of the kitchen drawer to secure it.
I pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Can you set the table for Daddy?” It slipped before I could think twice about it, but when she eagerly nodded, I knew I hadn’t overstepped.
I pressed a kiss to her cheek and set her on her feet on the floor. She grabbed the dishes and carefully walked to the table, setting our plates down before grabbing my silverware and her plastic fork and spoon. I kept a watchful eye on her, making sure she didn’t hurt herself. Once she had it set, I carried the pot of spaghetti to the table, setting it on the potholder in the middle of the table. She settled in her chair.
“Spaghetti, Daddy?”
I nodded. “Yep.”
She squealed and clapped her hands together, bouncing in her seat. Spaghetti was her favorite home-cooked meal, especially if I made it. And I’d figured after the day she had yesterday, she definitely deserved it.
After putting her food on her plate and cutting it up small for her, I served myself. We ate in silence, watching the cartoon I’d put on the TV. After, I ran her a bath, and I stayed in my room, listening as she played. Once she was out and getting dressed, I filled her sippy cup with warm milk.
“Can I sleep here with you, Daddy?” she asked me softly when I got ready to lead her to her room.
My heart clenched in my chest. The entire zoo was released in my belly.
Boundaries were becoming so blurred now, I could barely see them.
“Of course, you can, baby girl. Come on.”
She crawled onto my bed, her sweet little ass swaying as she moved. It took every bit of my willpower not to clench that perfect little ass in my hands.
Once she was beneath the covers, I handed her the sippy cup and then went to grab her favorite blanket, her favorite stuffed animal that she kept here, and a book.
When I settled in beside her, she curled against my side, clutching her blanket in her fist, her stuffie under her arm, and with her other hand, she held her sippy cup, slowly sucking at it as I began reading to her about a kid with a magic treehouse.
Once her sippy cup was empty, she promptly fell asleep. Being careful not to jar her awake, I set the book down on my nightstand and gently pried her sippy cup from her fingers before setting it beside the book. Then, I slid further beneath the blankets and tugged her close to me, sighing at the feel of her small body in my arms.
She felt so perfect—like she belonged.
I pressed my lips to the top of her head. “Goodnight, baby girl. Sleep tight.”
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Somethingsoft and warm was pressed against my lips. I groaned low in my throat and moved my lips, wishing this dream was fucking real. Raleigh was straddling my hips and grinding against me, soft whimpers and moans leaving her lips as she kissed me harder before opening her lush mouth, letting my tongue dance with hers.
Wait.
