Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
She nodded. Her face was flushed, but she wasn’t as embarrassed as the last time she’d asked him to baby her. It was easier to ask for what she wanted this time. He made it clear that he truly enjoyed it, and more important, he did not make fun of her.
Standing her on the rug next to the tub, he lifted her T-shirt over her head first. When she reached for the button on her shorts, he batted her hands out of the way. “Daddy will do it. When you’re feeling really Little, Daddy will do everything, okay?”
She nodded as she bit the inside of her cheek. The thought of having the perfect Daddy who would take care of her in every way was like a dream. It wasn’t something she ever thought she would find for real. She was struggling to believe this was happening.
She’d already taken her sandals off when they’d gotten back from the park, so she stood before him in bare feet. Her heart rate picked up as he removed her shorts and then her panties and lastly her bra. He set everything on the counter before sliding his hands up her torso to cup her breasts.
Her breath hitched and she rose onto her toes. She really loved that he looked at her and touched her sexually even though she was feeling really submissive.
His eyes twinkled when he thumbed her nipples. “When you’re younger, Daddy won’t put a bra on you, Little one.”
“Okay,” she whispered, knowing how it had felt yesterday when he put her down for a nap in just her T-shirt. It heightened her awareness of both her regression and her sensitivity at the same time.
After giving both her nipples a quick kiss, he put the stopper in the tub and started the water, checking it and adjusting it until he liked the temperature. All the while he kept his other hand on her waist as if she might fall if he let go.
She loved his touch. She loved how he treated her like spun gold. She loved even more how he looked at her as they waited for the tub to fill. His gaze roamed up and down her body, causing goosebumps to rise.
Maybe she should feel awkward that she was totally naked and he was not, but he gave her no reason to feel embarrassed. He was pleased with what he saw, so she didn’t try to hide.
When the tub was almost full, he lifted her into it. “Can you sit still for Daddy while I pour some bubbles in?”
She nodded and gripped the sides of the tub as if it were necessary to keep her from drowning and watched as he let a generous amount of bubble bath pour into the stream of water.
She giggled as the bubbles rose around her.
“Daddy will get you some bath toys tomorrow so the next time you’re here, you can play in the tub. How does that sound?”
She smiled. “Can you get some of those water crayons so I can draw on the walls?” She’d never had any, but she’d seen them on TV.
“Absolutely. I’ll put those at the top of the list.” He picked up a pink loofah, dipped it in the water, and poured a generous amount of baby bath onto it before lifting her arm and gently scrubbing her skin.
She watched him as he meticulously cleaned her from head to toe, taking his time when he ran his hands over her breasts and even more time when he reached between her legs.
Her breath hitched when he dropped the loofah and stroked her clit with his fingers. “Are you sore from this morning, Little one?”
They hadn’t gotten her hair wet so when she shook her head, her curls flew back and forth. She didn’t want him to think he shouldn’t make love to her again. She hoped he would.
He pushed a finger into her, watching her face. “My Little girl likes it when Daddy gives her a bath.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured, gripping the sides of the tub again. Maybe she really could slide under and drown if he did that.
She was sad when he removed his finger and let the water out of the tub. Her legs were shaking from the unfinished orgasm as he lifted her out and wrapped a towel around her.
When she whimpered, he chuckled. “Don’t worry, Curls. Daddy is going to make the ache all better as soon as I get you dried off.”
That was a relief to hear. She was practically panting by the time he lifted her off the floor and carried her to his bed. And she gasped at his next words. “Spread your legs open, Curls, and lie there waiting like a good girl while Daddy takes a quick shower.”
“Daddy…” she groaned, squirming.
He chuckled. “Keep your hands above your head,” he instructed as he removed his shirt. He was already backing out of the room so she didn’t get to see the show.