Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“Really? That’s hard to believe.”
“Then you’ll have to expand your gauge for reality. I bartend at Blaze when Riley has a day off or needs a break. We work well together, and having a backup means that she can do the Shibari she loves and I can keep my eyes open for the one Little I’ve been searching for.”
“It’s so well put together. I’d think you wouldn’t go to this expense or waste your time putting this together if you didn’t have someone in mind,” Aria said, beginning to believe him but trying to keep herself from being hoodwinked.
“Little girl, these are the facts. I knew I was a Daddy. I knew eventually I would find my Little girl. The furnishings could go with a variety of colors and decoration styles. As soon as I saw all the pastel in your apartment, I painted the walls from boring white to the colors you see here. You are what brought the nursery to life.”
“White is pretty boring,” she admitted, feeling the tension in her neck and shoulders ease. “You really painted it for my tastes?”
“And ordered sheets and a comforter as well as a few sets of clothes to fit you. By express shipping it here, I got almost everything here quickly. While you were at your parents’ last night, I painted the walls. I am missing one important thing,” Cameron confessed.
“What?”
“You’re here so I can check that off my list,” he told her and swatted her bottom softly when she rolled her eyes. “Be good.”
“Are you going to tell me what’s missing?” she asked.
“Nope. You’ll have to wait and see when the special surprise appears. Now, let’s get you changed.”
“How did you know my size?” Aria quizzed him.
“Do you remember a large pile of clothing that happened to get discarded onto the floor before our first date?”
“Oh!”
It was perfectly logical that he’d noticed the tags inside the items he’d helped her restore on hangers. He had just filed that bit of information away to make the nursery specifically hers. She looked up at him and whispered, “I’m lucky to be the one you think is your Little.”
“I know you’re my Little, Giggles. Ready to get your grownup clothes off and put on some play clothes?” he asked with an indulgent smile.
“Yes, please.”
Cameron opened the door and pulled out a short-sleeve T-shirt decorated with dinosaurs and a matching pair of leggings. “These are so soft. Let’s try these on,” he suggested, setting them down on the changing table.
He unbuttoned her blouse at the cuffs first before starting on the front. Aria bit her lip as his fingers brushed casually over her breasts. Her panties were still slightly damp from their lunch together. They always were. Aria seemed to get wet the moment he looked at her. His touch was quickly renewing the heat low in her belly.
A quiet moan escaped from her lips when he spread the fabric open. As his gaze stroked over her skin, Aria swore she could feel it.
“I know, Little girl. The attraction between us is overwhelming. That’s a good thing. When we’re finally together, it’s going to be an inferno.”
“Tonight?” she whispered.
“Tonight is probably too soon. Fair warning. Once you’re in my bed, Little girl, I plan on keeping you there.”
Aria’s head nodded almost on its own. Her mind and body knew exactly what they wanted.
“Let’s get you changed, and then we’ll have some dinner.”
Cameron drew her blouse off before reaching around her to unfasten her bra. When a yip of surprise burst from her lips, he kissed her softly before wrangling the hooks free. “Little girls don’t wear big-girl bras. You don’t need one here.”
She sighed in relief as he dropped the supportive garment to the floor. When he stepped back, her nipples tightened in the cool air filling the nursery. Her skirt landed on the floor next, followed by her panties.
Cameron knelt by her feet. “Put a hand on my shoulder for balance, Little girl. Lift your right foot. Now your left.” He stood, moving easily, and wrapped his hands around her waist to lift her up onto the changing table.
“Oh!” she gasped as his muscles bulged and her feet left the floor.
“Just hold on to Daddy. I’ve got you,” he assured her before leaning in to kiss her softly. He gathered the material of the leggings to slide over each foot and up over her calves.
“Arms up,” he directed, sliding his hands up her ribcage.
“Don’t, Daddy! I’m ticklish,” she protested as giggles poured from her. Aria tried to raise her hands but had trouble as she squirmed.
“I’m sorry, Giggles. I wasn’t trying to tickle you. How haven’t I discovered this before?” He gave her a surprised look.
“I’m not always ticklish. It’s like a certain kind of touch,” she tried to explain. “Light and quick.”