Sweet Tooth (Little Cakes, #11)(14)

How long would it take to convince her to move in with him? He sure wouldn’t mention it tonight. The idea would send her into a panic. Even though he knew to his marrow she was his Little girl and would eventually move into his house, he sensed it would take some time to convince her of the same.

Her hair was amazing. He realized as he ran his fingers through it over and over that it was much longer than it appeared. The curls were so tight they sprang up closer to her shoulders. It was soft though, and even better was the little noise she made while he rubbed her scalp.

“I’m never going to want to shower alone again,” she finally murmured.

“Good. That was the goal,” he half teased as she voiced his exact thoughts. “My work here is done.”

Her expression was soft and pleased. Hopefully most of that was a lingering result of her orgasm.

After he rinsed her hair, he put conditioner on it and then began to soap her body. “Spread your legs for me, Elizabeth.”

She parted them and then shivered when he stroked over her folds as if she were primed and ready and hadn’t just had an orgasm a few minutes ago. “My girl needs more attention.”

She nodded. “Are you going to make love to me?” she asked anxiously.

“Mmm. I’m going to both make love to you and spank you.”

“How about if you make love to me first and then spank me?” she suggested.

“How about if you don’t argue with Daddy. Who’s in charge?”

“Daddy,” she murmured, looking him in the eye.

“I think you’re testing me,” he admitted to see what she would say.

She bit the corner of her lip for a moment and then released it. “Maybe.”

He lifted a brow.

She sighed, her shoulders dropping. “Okay, probably.”

“That’s okay. It’s natural. I’m up to the challenge. You’ll see.” He made sure she was stable on her feet before releasing her to shampoo his own hair, keeping a close eye on her the entire time. “Has anyone spanked you before?”

“No, Sir.”

“Did any of your previous relationships include age play?”

She shook her head. “I never met anyone I would have trusted to even tell them I was Little.”

“So, you’re curious about spanking, aren’t you?”

She nodded.

“Just so you know, I have spanked a lot of naughty bottoms. I’m not green. Even though I’ve never had a Little girl of my own, I’ve been a member of a club in the next town for several years. I’ve honed the art of spanking. You won’t be disappointed.”

She fidgeted. “I don’t know if I’ll like it.”

He rinsed out the shampoo and grabbed the soap. When he was about to pour some into his palm, he changed his mind and handed it to her. “Would you like to wash Daddy so you can explore?”

A smile spread. “Yes, Daddy.” She took it from him and grabbed the loofah off the wall. “Can I wash you everywhere?”

“Yes, Bunny.” He chuckled a moment later when his eager Little girl started with his cock. He had to reach out and brace himself against the wall. His cock was damn hard and growing impatient. It could wait though.

When she shifted her attention to his balls, she glanced at him. “Is this okay?”

“Yes. Just be gentle.”

She was so careful it almost made him laugh. He wasn’t sure if she would ever stop looking at him and fondling him, and he didn’t interrupt her even though his self-control was running thin. She needed this time, and he would give it to her.

When she was apparently satisfied with her knowledge of his cock and balls, she finally shifted her attention to washing the rest of his body. She circled around him to reach everywhere.

When she got back to his front, she looked up at him. “Can I put my mouth on you, Daddy?”

“Not this time, Bunny. I would come in one second. I’d rather be inside your pussy.”

She gave him a mischievous look and opened her mouth to speak.

He covered her lips with his palm and hauled her against him. “Don’t say it, Bunny. Daddy will swat your bottom harder if you say what you’re thinking.”

She giggled against his palm as he lowered it. “How do you know what I was going to say?”

“I’m a mind reader.”

“Okay. What was I going to say then?” She cocked out one hip and set her hands on both.

“That your Daddy is so young he can surely come in your mouth right now and again on the bed in five minutes.”

She giggled again. She was adorable. “You are psychic. But do you refute it?”

He chuckled as he angled her to make sure he got all the conditioner rinsed out of her hair. “Nope.”

“Daddy!”

He laughed again. “It’s not about it being true, Bunny. It’s about the fact that I want to be inside your pussy the first time.”

“Oh.” She shut her mouth and gave him a slow coy smile.

He groaned and covered her eyes while he made sure her hair was fully rinsed. Then he turned off the water and opened the door to grab a towel. He wrapped it around her sweet body and lifted her out to set her on the bathmat before following her and snagging a second towel.

She tapped her lips mischievously. He found he liked this silly side of her. She would always keep him on his toes wondering what she was going to say next. “What shall we do next, Daddy? Eat dinner? Go for a walk around the farm? Play a game?”