Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Her grin widened along with her eyes. “Really? You could do that? I don’t want to interfere with your job.”
He chuckled. “Sunshine, it’s my store. I’m the boss. I have capable employees. It’s Friday night, and we need to celebrate. How do you feel about going to Blaze tonight? You could see lots of the other Littles who live in town and get to know them.”
She stiffened. “That’s very scary, Daddy. Much scarier than a night with Sue.”
He squatted down in front of her, still holding her hands. “How about you think about it while we eat dinner, and then we can decide together?”
“Okay,” she said softly.
He knew she was nervous, but he also suspected she would be far more comfortable in her own skin and accepting of her Little once she met so many other people just like her, and Lord knew there was no shortage of Little girls in this town.
“Let’s get you showered and changed before we eat.” Callen took her hand and led her through the house to the master bedroom and into the bathroom.
As soon as they stepped inside, he turned on the shower so it could warm up, and then he turned to Jordi and pulled her shirt over her head. She held on to his shoulders like a good girl while he squatted down to remove her shoes and socks and then her jeans and panties. Lastly, he released the clasp on her bra.
She let out a sigh when Callen removed that last item of clothing. He knew most women felt relieved when they got home and could take off their bras, and he mentally made a note to always undress her after work and replace her adult clothes with play clothes that were comfortable and didn’t require bras.
Callen stood to rearrange her hair next. It was in a high ponytail, but he carefully removed the band, twisted her hair around and around in a little bun, and then replaced the band to hold it on top of her head. “There, now it won’t get wet.”
She stared at him with wide eyes. “You’re good at that, Daddy.”
“Thank you, Little girl. Now step in,” he encouraged, pointing toward the shower.
She did as he instructed, turning back to look over her shoulder. “Are you going to watch, Daddy?”
He shook his head. “I’m going to do the washing. Step under the spray to get your body wet. Be careful to avoid your hair.”
He enjoyed the way her breath hitched at his declaration. He also liked how she obeyed him and stepped back toward him. With the nozzle aimed toward the far wall, he could easily wash her body without getting wet himself.
After grabbing the body wash, he poured some in his palm, rubbed both hands together, and started with her shoulders.
She closed her eyes and sighed heavily as he massaged her muscles. He bet she got pretty sore working as hard as she did every day.
He took his time, partly because she was obviously enjoying his touch but also because he was enjoying it even more. Every little moan she made caused his cock to get harder. Since he had no intention of making love to her before he got her fed, he silently instructed his cock. Down, boy.
Jordi held her hands at her sides while he cupped her breasts and took far more time than necessary “cleaning” them. He moved down her body next, avoiding her pussy as he made his way to her feet. “Turn around for me, Sunshine.”
She quickly faced the other direction, and then rose up onto her toes when he slid his hand up between her thighs. He held her steady with his other hand on her hip while he stroked through her folds and then spent several long seconds washing around her tight little rosebud. That last part had her holding her breath.
When he was done, he removed the nozzle from the wall, rinsed her off, and turned off the water. “All clean.”
She pursed her lips as he helped her out of the shower so he could dry her off. Her skin was pink from the warm water, but some places on her chest were a deeper red from either arousal or embarrassment or both. She took his breath away.
“Let’s get you dressed, Little girl.” He led her to the bedroom and through to the nursery. When he opened the closet, she stood next to him.
He looked down at her. “Will you let Daddy choose something for you to wear?”
She stared wide-eyed at all the selections. “All of this is mine?”
“Yep. I left the tags on in case something doesn’t fit or you don’t like it. Maybe over the weekend, you can play dress up and try everything in here.”
Her eyes widened farther and she clapped her hands together. “Really? That would be the most funnest thing ever.” She spun around and pointed at the rocking chair. “You could sit there and pretend to be the doting Daddy while his Little girl tries on clothes and then spins around for you to approve them or not.” Her eyes were dancing with excitement.