Sweet Tooth (Little Cakes, #11)(36)

When she glanced at his face, she found him watching her instead of the video. He didn’t need to watch the playback. He was still experiencing every second of this scene even now as he rocked her.

He gently took the bottle from her hand and held it for her, bending forward to kiss her forehead a few times.

When the bottle was empty, he set it on the end table and slid a hand under the front of her dress to pat her tummy. “I think my Little girl enjoys some time in a younger headspace.”

She nodded, squirming in his arms as his fingers grazed the undersides of her breasts. She hoped he wouldn’t consider it topping from the bottom if she asked for what she craved more than Sweet Tooth cupcakes right now. “Am I still in trouble for running last night, Daddy?”

“Of course not, Bunny. When Daddy disciplines you with a spanking or any other punishment, the slate is wiped clean.”

Taking a deep breath, she continued, “I’m so very horny, Daddy. Please could we have sex now? I’m wet and tingly, and I think I’m going to implode soon.”

He chuckled. “How about if you let me make all the decisions for a while longer. I promise you the night will end with my cock buried inside you.”

She grinned. That was all she needed to hear. She didn’t mind being aroused for long periods of time as long as she knew he would let her come in the end. The uncertainty had been driving her bonkers.

“Let’s move to the nursery. I’ll read you a story in the rocking chair. After that, I’ll give you a bath and then we can have adult playtime in Daddy’s bed before I tuck you in for the night.”

She nodded enthusiastically, once again relieved that he knew exactly what to do to make her evening perfect.





Chapter Sixteen





Tom hadn’t foreseen the evening going quite the way it was playing out, but he wasn’t the least bit sorry. He’d taken his cues from her every step of the way, watching her closely to see what she needed. Her headspace was just so damn young tonight.

It was possible she needed this kind of special time after what happened last night. Either way, he’d followed her lead, starting with the diaper and adding the babyish dress. When he’d seated her in that booster seat and felt her pulse tick up, he’d added the restraints and then the tray.

She’d been breathing so heavily as he’d included pigtails and a bib. He was pretty sure she’d been so aroused the entire time that she couldn’t see straight.

He’d only meant to take a picture so she could see herself, but she’d gotten so damn squirmy. And holy mother, she’d fidgeted as she’d stared into the camera lens.

When he’d glanced at her to find her staring at the sippy cup while biting her lip, he’d felt like she could have just as easily been screaming at him to give her a bottle.

He wanted one more thing from her before they moved to bath time. He thought she was ready. All signs suggested so, but he wouldn’t rush her.

After choosing a chapter book from the shelf in her nursery, he settled them on the rocking chair and popped her pacifier into her mouth. He rocked her close as he read to her, watching for the signs he knew he would eventually see.

Finally, she started fidgeting, bending her legs up closer to her torso and making soft cooing noises behind the pacifier.

Tom set the book aside when he finished the chapter before holding her closer and meeting her gaze as he continued rocking. He set his hand on her tummy and rubbed.

His Little girl whimpered and squirmed, pushing against his hand.

Tom gently circled her wrist with his other hand and held it against her side before palming the bulk between her legs. “I want you to use your diaper before bath time, Bunny.”

Her cheeks heated as she sucked harder on the pacifier, blinking at him. She didn’t shake her head though or give him any other indication she was unwilling. In fact, she arched her chest forward a bit as if the idea aroused her further.

Good. That was his goal. If she’d shown signs of being uncomfortable and not ready to use a diaper, he would have backed off, but his Bunny was in a deeply young headspace. She needed this.

He knew it was a huge step for Little girls. It required turning over even more care to their Daddies. It meant trusting someone on a very intimate deep level. It meant total submission.

Elizabeth closed her eyes and turned her face away from him, but he was confident she wasn’t hiding. She was concentrating. Thinking. Processing. Deciding.

“Daddy will never force you to do something you aren’t ready for, Bunny. My goal is not to push you so far that age play turns you off in any way. My only goal will always be to give you what you need and want. Sometimes I might challenge you to do things you hadn’t considered yet though. Now is one of those times. When you need an evening or a weekend in a younger headspace, that will include not just wearing a diaper but using it. Taking care of all your needs pleases me. Letting me do so makes you squirm.” He hoped she could hear the smile in his voice.

She whimpered again, stiffening when he pressed against her tummy. He loved that little sound she made when she was trying to relax and submit deeper, the sound that told him she was pleased, but also aroused.

“Let it go, Bunny. Relax your body for me.”

She arched and squirmed before stiffening her legs.

Tom slid his hand down to pat her pussy again, encouraging her without words.