Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“I’m so glad you like them.”
Grayson gave her a slight squeeze. “What part of your body would you like to tattoo, Cupcake?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. What do you think?”
He flattened his palm on her tummy, loving the way she shivered in his arms. This was the most intimate they’d ever been for this length of time, but Tatiana and Maniac didn’t know that.
“I could make a few suggestions,” Tatiana proposed.
“That would be great,” Valerie said.
“First question is whether or not you want people to be able to see the tattoo. If it’s something you want to display that will cause people to ask you about it, you could go with your ankle or your wrist. If you only want it to be visible at the pool or the beach, you could go with something on your shoulder. And if you want it to be extremely intimate, you could place it low on your torso near your hip, under your bikini line. Anywhere on the body really, but those are some of the most popular choices for first-time tattoos.”
“Mmm. I guess it’s kind of just for me. It would be weird if lots of people asked me why I have a birthday cupcake tattooed to my wrist or my ankle. I’d need to be far more outgoing and extroverted for that.”
Grayson tapped the spot Tatiana had suggested at her bikini line. “No one would ever ask about it if you put it here, Cupcake.” He didn’t care where she put the tattoo. It was her choice, but he secretly kind of liked the thought of knowing that only he, Tatiana, and possibly Maniac would ever know it existed if she put it low on her abdomen.
“Is that weird?” she asked, glancing at all three of them. “I mean why bother to get a tattoo if no one is ever going to see it?”
Grayson kissed her neck. “I’ll see it, Baby girl,” he whispered.
She shivered delightfully in his arms. “I guess I really only wanted it for me. Mostly because I never do anything challenging. It would be a personal sign that I’m brave and independent and unique. Even if no one ever saw it.”
“But then you met me,” Grayson pointed out. He rubbed the spot they were contemplating through the front of her jeans. “I already know you’re brave and independent and unique, but if you want a symbol to always remind you, I think that’s a great idea. If you put it here, you’ll see it every time I take your clothes off. As opposed to on your shoulder blade or someplace you would usually forget.”
She swallowed hard and set her hand on top of his, pressing against the spot where he was rubbing her intimately with his fingers.
Tatiana cleared her voice. “Maniac and I need to check on a few things in the back room. We’ll let you two talk. I do have some time right now if you wanted to do it today. We have a waiting time requirement after you’ve come in for a tattoo. Since this is your second visit and you have your support system, today might work for you if you’re sure.”
“Thank you,” Grayson said without looking away from his Little girl.
The other couple disappeared fast.
Valerie turned around in his arms. He was crowding her enough that her butt was against the chair. “You said you were going to take my clothes off as if you’d be the only person doing so.”
“Mmhmm.” He suddenly felt so much closer to her. She was panting, and he could practically smell her arousal. He kissed her neck again and then her lips. “Daddies undress and dress their Little girls. No matter where you put that tattoo, I’m going to see it as often as you are.”
Her chest rose and fell as she flattened her palms on his pecs and smoothed them up to his neck. “You’re so confident.”
“Yes, Cupcake. Very.”
“It’s scary. What if you change your mind? What if you decide in a few days or weeks that I’m not really your Little girl?”
“Not going to happen, Cupcake. You’re stuck with me for life.”
“But we just met on Tuesday.”
“That’s not true. I’ve been flirting with you for months. We’ve talked several days a week for all of that time. It just so happened that Tuesday was the day I saw you in a new light that confirmed to me you were Little and definitely mine.”
She stared at him. “I want that.”
“I know you do, Cupcake. And I can understand why you’re nervous. It’s scary trusting a Daddy. I’d be concerned if you turned yourself over to me entirely without making sure I am the Daddy I say I am. Like I said earlier, we move at your pace. When you’re ready to fully turn your trust over to Daddy, I will start taking care of all your needs.” He kissed her again and spoke against her lips. “Including the naughty ones.”