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)
“Yes. I think a cupcake would be a delicious way to celebrate a Little girl who has learned that Daddy will always find out if you’ve been naughty.”
“I won’t be bad again,” she promised.
“Yes, you will.” He turned to head back to the stove but his next words drifted over her shoulder. “And you should know that’s the smallest plug in the set of ten.”
Valerie swallowed hard as she squeezed the object that felt huge in her bottom. She was going to be so good.
Chapter Thirteen
The week flew by. Valerie was so excited to get back to Grayson’s house to play in her nursery. To her delight, her Daddy sat at the small table with her and helped Valerie put together a puzzle of cartoon penguins. A sudden idea popped into her mind.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, Cupcake?”
“Funny that you mention that.”
“Cupcakes? All our supply disappeared,” he pointed out.
“I know. I think there’s a cupcake thief that lives in my fridge.” Valerie tried to keep her face expressionless as he quirked one eyebrow in disbelief.
“Would you like to make a visit to Little Cakes to see the new special flavor?”
“Yes. I’m sad that Birthday Cake had to go away. It really is the best flavor.”
“Ellie is a brilliant baker. She knows that everyone has their favorites,” Grayson pointed out.
“I know but… Birthday Cake rocks.”
“Shall we get ready to go now?”
“Can we put the rest of the puzzle together when we get back?”
“After naptime, we can work on it again.”
Valerie crinkled her nose and thought about complaining that she wouldn’t be sleepy. One look at his face convinced her that maybe it wasn’t a good idea to complain to the Daddy who had an entire case of anal plugs. She looked around the room, noting the many drawers and the changing table.
“You aren’t going to make me wear one of those, are you?” she asked, pointing to the items stacked under the cushioned top.
“There will be times when you’ll need to be that Little.”
“I don’t think so,” Valerie answered, shaking her head vigorously.
“We’ll see. I will ask you to experiment with everything at least once or twice. You enjoy your paci. I think there will be other things you decide you like as well.”
Valerie looked at him skeptically. He was right. She hadn’t ever thought she’d enjoy her pacifier but she did—a lot.
“Let’s get ready and go to Little Cakes,” Grayson suggested, and Valerie popped to her feet, eager to leave that conversation behind her.
In a few minutes, her Daddy had changed her clothes to a pretty new dress before leading her into the bathroom to brush her hair. In no time at all, he had tamed her hair into a cute, messy bun with tendrils curled around her face. Amazed by his skill and her hairdo, Valerie looked at herself in disbelief. She looked perfectly acceptable to go out in public, but to those who knew about Littles, she would stand out like a beacon.
“You look adorable,” Grayson said softly before placing a fiery kiss on her lips.
“You’re awfully good at making me look good,” she said to diffuse his compliment.
“Little girl, if you want to see me angry, you’ll diminish any heartfelt praise I share. You’re adorable. So adorable I’m tempted to strip your dress and thong off to bend you over this vanity and fuck the breath from your lungs.”
When he pressed his pelvis against her bottom, she could feel his thick cock against the divide between her buttocks. Unable to resist, she wiggled slightly against him and earned a sharp swat as he moved away. “Be good, Cupcake.”
He took her hand and led her to the bed. “Sit and talk to me while I change, Little girl.”
Following his directions without hesitation, Valerie perched on the edge of the bed and looked up to see Grayson reach over his head to grab a handful of his T-shirt and pull it off. The play of his muscles interrupted her mind from computing. Words fled from her brain as she memorized his ripped body. Damn.
“Oh, what big eyes you have, Cupcake.”
“Sorry!” she said, looking down in embarrassment.
“I’m glad you enjoy my body as much as I love yours, Valerie,” he said, walking forward to lift her chin with two fingers. He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to her lips before stepping away to strip off the sleep pants that rode low on his hips. The side view of his aroused body made her lick her lips.
“You’re killing me, Little girl,” he growled and visibly forced himself to rip open a drawer to pull out a pair of boxer briefs. After stepping into them, he avoided looking at her as he walked past to grab a pair of jeans from the closet.
Valerie grieved with every piece of clothing he donned. When he stood in front of her ready to go and extended his hand, she sighed and allowed him to tug her to her feet.