Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“Is this really all for me?”
“Do you know anyone else who is a bee fanatic?”
“Fanatic?” She scrunched her nose up as she assessed that word. “No. I’m probably the only one.”
“Then it’s all for you. Keep looking around. There’s a lot of other things to explore.”
“A toy chest?” she asked in wonder, leaving the crib with one last touch on the embroidery.
“Open it up,” he suggested.
Gemma hoisted the wooden lid and peered inside. There were puzzles, toys, books, and games. She could spend hours in here playing with all these. “Daddy. This is wonderful.”
“Exciting, isn’t it? I didn’t put any stuffies in there because I didn’t want to make Buzzy jealous, but I bet he’d like to hang out with some friends sometimes.”
“He’d love that.” She looked to the side of the room and saw a large padded cushion on top of something that looked like a dresser. “What’s that?”
“It’s your changing table.”
“For like when I change clothes?”
“No, Little Bee. I will need to monitor your health there. I suspect there will be times that you will wish to be very Little. The drawers are filled with items I will need to take care of you. The top two drawers you should never get into without Daddy’s permission.”
She wanted to see what was in those drawers. “Can I look just so I’m not scared?”
“There is nothing to be afraid of, Gemma. Come. Let me show you.”
He led her over there. “Put your hands behind your back. No touching. Some things are very fragile. Others would make a mess.”
Anton opened the top drawer. The first thing that caught her eye was a jar labeled Naughty Cream. Gemma didn’t want to know about that. Right next to it was a large tub of lubricant. Scanning, she saw a very thick thermometer that she knew immediately wasn’t made for oral use. A few jars of what looked like suppositories filled one side.
“I’m never sick,” she assured him.
“Vitamins help everyone, Little Bee. Do you ever have trouble sleeping?”
“Sometimes,” she grudgingly admitted.
“I have many things in here to help you feel your best. But I know how to use them. That’s why you should never get in here.”
Shaking her head, Gemma hoped that drawer would never open. When he opened the second drawer, she saw a big metal set of what looked like butt plugs and an assortment of vibrators. “Are we going to have anal sex?”
“Yes, when you’re ready. You can start wearing a small one to work tomorrow.”
“Not tomorrow. Umm… I’ll need to—get ready for doing something like that,” she hedged.
He closed that drawer and opened the last. Diapers and bottles occupied part of the space. She forced her gaze from the contents to look at him. How could he know? How did he know that she fantasized sometimes about being so thoroughly taken care of? Gemma didn’t know what to say.
“Come here, Little girl.”
Anton led her to the oversized rocker. Sitting down, he pulled her onto his lap. “You’re thinking so hard, Little Bee. It’s going to be okay. All you have to do is talk to me and we’ll figure out what you need, want, and dream of together.”
Resting her head on his shoulder, Gemma tried to unscramble all the thoughts in her mind. Could she expose so much of herself to him? Was she brave enough to be Little?
“Little girls come in all shapes, sizes, and colors. They also come in different ages. Not chronological ages, like the year you were born. But ages that they enjoy spending time. Some Littles are always five or six. They like to sit on Daddy’s lap, watch cartoons, drink from sippy cups so they don’t spill anything, and color.”
“Like I did at dinner.”
“Exactly. Some stay that age all the time. But I think you like to be babied a bit. Have some special time with Daddy where I take care of all your needs.”
“Do you want to do that?”
“Yes, Little Bee. It takes an amazing amount of trust for a Little to allow her Daddy to tend her completely. Can you admit to me that you’ve fantasized about being Daddy’s special Little girl?”
It was as if she didn’t even control her body. While her mind struggled with being that vulnerable, her body answered him by nodding.
“Thank you for being honest, Little girl.”
He simply held her in his arms and rocked. She loved the feel of his warm hand rubbing up and down her spine. Gemma melted against him. This man knew all her secrets and embraced them. Minutes ticked by as they escaped from the world.
“We’ve made some big steps forward in our relationship, Little Bee. Are you ready to stay the night with Daddy or do you need more time?”
“I want to stay here,” she whispered.
“I want you to stay here, too. Shall we leave the nursery for tonight and we can play in here tomorrow?”