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He dipped down and pressed a long, slow kiss to her lips. “You did so good for me, pretty girl.” She felt her face flush at the sincerity in his voice, and she smiled shyly. “Let’s get you untied and dressed.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered as he climbed off the bed. He kissed her forehead as he untied the toy from around her waist, then moved onto her arms. He massaged her shoulders as he lowered them, murmuring soft words to her.
“Next time, I’ll use you instead of the toy,” he said, stroking the hair from her face.
“Really?” she whispered, and he nodded.
“If you’re ready.”
“I am,” she said. “I really am.” He grinned.
“Then I’ll plan something special. Give you what you deserve.”
She sat up and threw her arms around him, her breath hitching as the plug settled in deeper. “Thank you, Daddy,” she told him again, peppering his face with kisses. “I can’t wait.”
twenty-five
“How about this?” he asked, holding up a little yellow dress. It was one of her new ones for Little Abbie he’d bought for her. She hadn’t had a chance to try everything on yet, but she loved looking at all the pretty colors.
This one was yellow with little white hearts all over it, and a white ribbon to tie around the waist. She nodded happily as he grabbed a pair of over-the-knee socks and matching yellow hair ties.
He helped her stand and slid the dress over her head, purposefully not putting a bra or panties on her. It was one of his many rules. No panites for Big or Little girls. She sat back on the bed, and the short fabric rode up her thighs as he knelt in front of her, grabbing her foot in his giant hand.
His gaze lifted, settling between her legs. “I love the no panty rule,” he muttered, winking at her as her face flushed. She knew better than to try to close her legs, so she left them slightly spread, letting him get his fill before he moved back to sliding the socks up her legs.
“Alright. Time for hair.” She chewed her lip. He wasn’t great at doing hair, which wasn’t surprising seeing as he barely had any. But he loved brushing her hair and trying to style it for her, she didn't have the heart to tell him he made her look ridiculous, or that it hurt when he yanked on a tangle too hard.
Grabbing Ottie, she followed Jett into the bathroom and stood in front of him, facing the mirror as he gently combed her hair before parting it on either side of her head. Her eyes grew heavy at the gentle touch, the way he lightly played with her hair.
“You look adorable,” he told her, and she blinked her eyes open. “You tired, baby?”
“I’m okay, Daddy,” she muttered. He eyed her like he didn’t believe her, but didn’t say anything. Instead, he just nodded and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
“We’ll go to bed early tonight,” he said softly. “You didn’t have a nap today, and what we just did took a lot out of you, didn’t it?” She shrugged slightly, and he nodded. “Early night it is.”
When she didn’t argue, he just kissed her again, then led her to the living room, her hand wrapped tightly in his as he gently tugged her along, Ottie still clutched in her hand. If she wasn’t so exhausted from what just happened, she knew her mind would be reeling.
Everything about it was…hot. Hotter than anything she’d ever experienced before. Hotter than anything she’d ever imagined. And now that she’d seen Jett—fullyseen him—she didn’t quite know how she was going to survive sleeping with him.
That thing would split her in half.
But she’d be happy about it.
Even if it killed her.
“Stay here,” Jett said, pulling her from her thoughts. She blinked up at him, feeling her face flush. He gave her a knowing grin as he cupped her face with his big hand. She nuzzled into his touch, feeling his warmth and safety spread over her. “I’ll get you some juice. Why don’t you play while I cook dinner?”
“Don’t really feel like playing,” she said, scrunching her nose, and he searched her face.
“How about you paint me something instead, then?” he said after a moment.
“Really?” Excitement surged through her as he nodded. She bounced on the cushion a few times, clapping her hands together. “I can do that.”
“Can’t wait to see it, baby.” He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead as she scrambled from the couch. “Careful.” She ignored him as she hurried across his little living room and dug through the supplies he’d bought her.
After their heart-to-heart the other day, he’d let her dive back into her gifts, and watched on with an indulgent smile as she ripped open every bag and box. She oohed and aahed at everything, feeling slightly ridiculous that he was just watching her, but the more she opened, the more Little she felt and soon, she didn’t care anymore. She was just excited to open things.
He bought her so many things for her Little, like toys, and every kind of art medium she could ever want. There were cute outfits, and more shoes than she knew what to do with.
