Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
She let out a small giggle. “Silly. Nothin’ is gonna happen to me. I’m inde-inde-you can’t destroy me.”
God, she was so cute.
“That’s good. I don’t want you to be destroyed. But you still need to be careful sometimes. I can’t protect you all the time.”
“You can’t? You means you aren’t a superhero?” She gasped sarcastically.
“Brat, you are really heading for a hot ass.”
“Nuh-uh. I don’t want a hot ass. Sounds painful.”
“That’s the point. You ever been spanked, baby?” he asked.
“Couple of times. Zero stars. Do not recommend.”
“Yeah? Then I guess you’re just going to have to be a very good girl so you don’t earn a spanking.”
“That sounds boring. Also zero stars.”
“You’re going to test me, aren’t you?”
She just smiled.
Oh yeah, she sure was.
Then she yawned.
“Bed-time for Little girls.”
“Little? How do you know I’m a Little?” Then she went bright red. “Or was that in reference to how short I am?”
He cleared his throat. “No, it wasn’t about your height. I’d guessed you were a Little but I wasn’t entirely sure. There’ve been a few clues.”
“No one else knows that. Except for Loki.”
“Wait. No one?” he asked in shock.
“Nuh-uh.”
“Not even your friends? Why haven’t you told them?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Well, Kiesha is kind of out there. She’s never hidden what she is. And even though Juliet is shy and quiet, in a way, she doesn’t actually hide it either. Then Georgie . . . she’s so tough and strong. She doesn’t care.”
“I’m not sure I’m following, baby,” he told her.
She chewed at her lip, but he wasn’t having that. He pulled her lip free. “Be kind to yourself.”
“What?”
“Be kind to yourself. I’ve seen how kind and loyal you are to others. You need to do the same for yourself.”
“Where did you come from?”
He had to smile. “Everywhere and nowhere. But originally? Texas. My ma, she was from New Orleans and my pa owned a small ranch.”
“Oh wow. That’s how come you work on a ranch now?”
“I’m good with horses.”
“Somehow, I feel that’s an understatement.”
He brushed her hair off her face. “Tell me what you meant.”
“Just that, I, um . . . well, I didn’t know that I was a Little. I like pretty, cute things, but I thought that was just me. And the thumb sucking . . . well, lots of adults do that, right? Then I started reading CJ Bennett’s books—”
“CJ Bennett? Caley’s books?”
“You know her?” she asked.
“I’ve met her a few times,” he replied.
“I’ve seen her a few times, but I haven’t been brave enough to talk to her. Her books just resonate with me. They felt so right. I could see myself as the Little in her books.” She was red by the time she finished talking.
“You don’t have to be embarrassed with me, baby. In case you didn’t guess, I’ve been a Dominant for a long time. And I’ve dated a few Littles. I was with one for a few months.”
“Oh.” She scowled. “I don’t think I want to hear about that.”
Amusement filled him. She was like an angry kitten, ready to hiss and show her claws.
“All right. We won’t talk about her.”
“You’re a Daddy?”
“Yeah. When I have the right girl, I like being a Daddy Dom. In any relationship, I like being in charge. In control. Especially in the bedroom. But with a Little, I get to be more nurturing as well.”
“Funny, I just never saw you as a nurturer.”
“Maybe you weren’t looking at me properly.”
“Well, you were always in the shadows looming over me. Like a vampire.”
He threw back his head and laughed. “I promise, baby. The last thing I want is to suck your blood.”
“Yeah? Do you want to suck something else instead?” she asked.
Heat filled him. “Something else? Yeah . . . I wouldn’t mind that at all.” His gaze dropped to her breasts.
She shifted around in the seat. He wasn’t sure if it was out of arousal or another reason. If only he had the right to find out.
One day.
She yawned again. Poor baby. He needed to get her into bed. But there was just one thing. “Why don’t you tell your friends? Why does just Loki know?”
“I mean . . . I don’t know if he does know for sure. But he did buy me a pacifier and footy pajamas for Christmas, so I’m guessing he does. Oh, and he also gave me all of CJ Bennett’s books in paperback. I had been saving up for them. Now, I just have to figure out how to get them signed.”
“I could ask her.”
Her eyes widened. “Really? But no . . . that doesn’t seem very nice.”
“Why not?”
“Because she’ll feel like she has to say yes, because you’re her friend.”
“Wouldn’t quite call us friends. And I think she’d like that. Why wouldn’t she?”
“I dunno. I don’t think we should bother her. She’s important.”