Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
He laughed. “Is that how you see yourself?”
“Maybe?”
“While we’re on the subject, how about you tell me some of the things you need in a Daddy so I’ll know how to take care of you the way you prefer.”
“Okay, but don’t you also have things you need in a Little girl? What if I’m not the right Little girl for you?”
He shook his head. “Not possible. My main need is already met. To meet someone who enjoys age play as much as me nearly fulltime when she’s not at work. Someone who will let me take care of her in every way. The rest is negotiable.”
She licked her lips and parted them but didn’t speak yet.
“Go on. Tell Daddy what you’re thinking.”
She swallowed. “I was wondering… You said earlier and again just now that you’d like to take care of a Little girl in every way. Does that mean you want your Little to be uh…really young sometimes?”
“Yep. If that’s something you’re interested in, of course. It’s up to you, but I’d be privileged if you entrusted me with all of your care sometimes.”
“Like everything?” she asked, eyes wider.
God, he hoped he was reading her right. “Yes, Little girl.” He tapped her nose before he shared further. “You wouldn’t have to worry about your periods if Daddy diapered you on those days, for example.” He watched her closely to gauge her reaction.
Thankfully, she visibly shuddered and blushed. Those weren’t the telltale signs she liked his suggestion though. It was the way she squeezed her legs together and drew her arms closer to her chest.
“Does that idea appeal to you, Little girl?”
“Maybe? I’ve never let myself think about it too much. I’ve never let myself think about having a Daddy at all. It seemed like a longshot. There are only so many Daddies in the world. Maybe I would never get one. And most of them probably wouldn’t want to change diapers.” She added that last part in a whisper.
“I don’t know. It looked like several of the Littles at Blaze had on a diaper last night.” He had noticed that right off.
She hesitated and then nodded. “I guess most of the Littles at Blaze who have Daddies do turn over more of their care to him sometimes.”
“And you’ve thought about it,” he pointed out to clarify.
“Sometimes,” she whispered.
“Do you have anything in the house you like to take out when you’re feeling really Little, Nicoya?”
Her cheeks turned a deep red as she slowly nodded and glanced at her nightstand.
He shifted his attention to the small bedside table. “May I look inside?”
“If you want,” she murmured.
He reached over and slid the top drawer open. Inside he found three adult pacifiers, an assortment of colorful vibrators, and a few pairs of soft mittens like the kind babies would wear to keep from scratching themselves.
Axel’s chest tightened. He badly wanted to skip forward to a day when his precious Little girl would trust him to care for her so intimately. He reached for a pair of mittens and held them up. “Do you like to sleep in these, Little girl?”
“Sometimes,” she admitted softly.
He set them down and picked up a hot pink bullet vibrator. “Tell me how these incongruent things come together for you, my sweet Little Niki.” The nickname slid off his tongue, and he looked at her to see how she would react.
“No one has ever called me Niki,” she admitted.
“Do you think Daddy could be the first then?”
She nodded eagerly. “I like it.”
“Good. Now don’t avoid my question. I’m thinking the mittens keep you from touching yourself, which would indicate some level of orgasm denial. But then there’s this bullet…” He let his voice trail off as he thought about the possibilities and came up empty.
She was so red now she had to be overheated, but at the same time, he was pretty sure she was going to share her secrets, and the idea of his precious Little girl opening herself up to such vulnerability for him nearly brought him to his knees.
She stared at him for a long time before reaching for the bullet and flipping it around in her hand. “This little vibrator is small but powerful. When I put it up inside me…” She stopped and looked away.
“Go on, Niki. Tell Daddy. I want to know everything. I promise I would never judge you for your preferences. But if you share them with me, I’ll know better how to please you.” He really didn’t know where this explanation was going, and he was curious as fuck. Also his dick was about to force itself out of his jeans.
She inhaled deeply again and looked back at the vibrator in her hand. “Sometimes I like to use one of the larger vibrators with clitoral stimulation. It’s the only way I can come. But sometimes…”