Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Please,” she begged as her body wiggled underneath his control.
He could feel shimmers of contractions around his fingers. His Little girl wanted to come but was resisting. She’d admitted she had trouble climaxing. Adam suspected she was thinking too hard, worrying about whether she’d make it there, and not allowing herself to simply feel. Tightening his teeth around the tight peak in his mouth, he bit her gently—just a small hint of pain. Her gasp of reaction preceded a long moan of pleasure as his distraction worked perfectly. Rose’s body tightened around his fingers as she wiggled delectably.
“Good girl.”
He gathered her beautiful body close to him and scooped Rose up in his arms. Holding her on his lap, Adam whispered sweet words and compliments as he rocked Rose slowly on the daybed. His Little girl clung to him as she recovered from her orgasm.
Finally, she peeked up at him. “I can’t believe you made me feel so good. I never…”
When her voice trailed away, Adam pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “You needed to find your Daddy. I’m here now, and I’m going to help you feel special in all sorts of ways.”
“I like this way,” she rushed to assure him.
“I’m glad. I like watching you as well.”
“Will you make love to me?”
“Not tonight. You’re too sleepy. Do you need to potty again before Daddy tucks you into your jammies?” he asked.
When she nodded, he helped her stand and sent her to the bathroom with a firm pat on her cute bottom. To her surprise, he followed her.
“I can use the restroom by myself,” she told him quickly.
“You potty. Daddy will take care of everything else.”
Embarrassed, she sat down as he deliberately didn’t watch her. Adam busied himself with opening the door to the linen closet and selecting a soft washcloth. He ran the water until it was warm. When she popped up and flushed the toilet, he wet the cloth.
“Lean over the vanity and spread your legs, Rosebud.”
Hesitantly, she followed his directions. Rose looked over her shoulder at him several times to make sure she was doing what he wished. When she settled into place, he rubbed a hand over her back.
“A bit wider, please, Little girl,” he requested and waited for her to spread her legs farther apart.
When she moved into the position he desired, Adam pressed a firm hand on her back to tether her in place and carefully wiped away the remnants of her pleasure from her inner thighs and those pink folds. He took care to also clean between her buttocks and watched a blush cover her cheeks until she hid her face in her hands. Touching her intimately turned her on.
I’ll need to explore that more.
Pushing future promises away, he dried her skin and held Rose’s hand to lead her back to the nursery. In just a few minutes, he had her dressed and settled in his lap. He leaned her back and tapped her lips with the bottle. It was late, and she was tired, but he didn’t like the idea of his Little girl going without meals. One of his top priorities was going to be feeding her balanced meals.
He smiled as she accepted the bottle without fussing. She started to drift off several times, but he jiggled the nipple to encourage her to finish. She sighed so contentedly when the bottle was empty, and he quickly tucked her into bed with Ruff in her arms. He wasn’t fond of skipping teeth brushing, but he’d make an exception tonight. Her sleep was important. Skipping one night of brushing wasn’t going to land her at the dentist.
She struggled to keep her eyes open as he grabbed a book of fairy tales from the toy chest and sat on the nearby rocking chair.
He watched her fight to stay awake while he read to her, but she slowly gave in to her exhaustion. Adam sat in the chair for a long time watching her. Every single detail of his Little girl enchanted him. He didn’t want to miss anything. Finally, he forced himself to stand and go take a shower.
The next morning, he tiptoed into the nursery. Rose lay on her side with Ruff tucked under her chin. He knelt by the bed and whispered, “Sweet Rosebud, Daddy’s sorry. It’s time to wake up for breakfast.”
“I don’t want to wake up, Daddy,” Rose protested sleepily. She squeezed her eyelids shut as if she could shut him out completely.
“You told me when we met that you were a morning person.” He chuckled as he pulled the covers off. Perhaps that only applied to nights when she wasn’t sleep deprived.
“No,” she snapped and let go of Ruff to grab at the covers.
“Little girl,” he warned, thwarting her attempts to snuggle back under the comforter.
She stared up at him and wrinkled her nose in anger. “You don’t get to tell me when to wake up.”