Sweet Tooth (Little Cakes, #11)(20)

“You are so cute,” he praised, pressing kisses to her cheek.

“You’re funny,” she mumbled.

“That’s me, funny Daddy.”

He twirled the thermometer again in her bottom, and it entered a bit more. “Almost there, Bunny. Just thirty seconds left.”

“One, one thousand, two, one thousand, three, one thousand,” she counted in her head as he watched his watch.

Finally, she felt him pull the thermometer from her bottom. Turning her head, she watched him rotate the device to read it. Tom cleaned the thermometer with a disinfectant cloth. He rustled in the drawer, and she wondered what would come next. Baffled to see him open a small notebook and write a few strokes of his pen before stowing it back in the drawer.

Letting the paci fall from her mouth, she asked, “What’s that for?”

“That’s Daddy’s log of your health.”

“You are very serious about this,” she observed.

“Of course, that’s Daddy’s job.” Tom placed the thermometer in a large plastic case that had come in the plastic packaging as well before returning it to the drawer.

“What else is in there?” she asked, trying to look over her shoulder but tethered securely in place.

“Daddy’s things.” Tom pulled a baby wipe and removed the traces of the lubricant from her bottom.

He unfastened the strap around her torso and guided Elizabeth to her back. “Spread your legs. Daddy needs to see how wet you are.”

Slowly she followed his direction, squeezing Hortense between her arm and her cheek. Elizabeth knew what he saw. Her juices coated the tops of her thighs.

“My Bunny is so responsive. I’m a very lucky Daddy.” He stroked his fingers through her wet folds.

She squirmed, wanting more.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Little girl. I bet you’re already a bit sore,” he commented, stretching her opening with two inserted fingers.

When she winced slightly, he said, “I’ll try something different.”

This time, he leaned over to open the second drawer. He pulled out a bulb-shaped vibrator with a long cord and plugged it in. As he flipped on the switch, she pulled her thighs together. Her Daddy gave her a look that made her sheepishly spread them.

“That’s better.” He stroked it through her wetness, allowing her to feel the buzz along her opening and over her clit.

Without thinking as the buzz stimulated her, Elizabeth pulled her legs together once again. Without hesitation, Tom slid his forearm under her knees and lifted them up to her chest so Elizabeth was almost folded in half. When he rotated the vibrator around her legs to press it once again to her needy body, she realized how in control he was. She came almost instantly, her body shaking on the padded mat as he held her securely in his control.

“How many times have you come tonight, Bunny?” he asked quietly.

“A lot,” she mumbled, not able to focus.

Tom lowered her hips down to the padding once again and spread her legs wide. He wiped her juices from her pussy and thighs before unplugging and cleaning the vibrator. When it was put away, he brushed a hand under her T-shirt and cupped one breast.

“Let’s count. How many times did I make you come when we made love?”

“Twice.”

“And after your spanking?”

“Once.”

“And now?”

“Once.”

“Let’s do some math,” he challenged her. “What is two plus one plus one?”

“Four.”

“I think you can change your thought that you can only come once, Bunny,” he suggested with a proud smile.

“Only with you, Daddy,” she whispered.

“Only with Daddy is good, Little girl,” he assured her before leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “I think you’ve had a big day and need to go home to jump into bed.”

Elizabeth nodded immediately. Her mind was absolute goo.





Chapter Nine





Elizabeth practically danced around the kitchen of Nibbles & Bites the next morning. She’d slept better than she ever had. Her Daddy had seen how much she liked her paci and he’d sent one home with her. He really seemed to care about her.

Visions of her handsome Daddy danced through her head as she prepared for the day’s rush. As she chopped up apples for her harvest salad, Elizabeth felt her cheeks heat, remembering how he’d made love to her after she’d stripped naked to join him in the shower.

“I’d love to know what memory is floating through your mind right now, Little girl,” a familiar, low voice commented.

“Daddy!” she called out before looking around to see if any of her employees had overheard her use that name.

“I think you’re safe, Bunny,” he reassured her. “Everyone is dashing around in the restaurant at the moment.”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his body. “I missed holding you last night. Our next date needs to be a sleepover.”

“I’d like that,” she whispered.

“Me, too,” he assured her and hugged her tight before releasing her to step back. “I know you’re busy. I won’t slow you down. I have some produce for you. Shall I stack it over here out of the way?”