Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Mmmm,” she moaned.
“Reach between us and play with your clit, Angel. Make yourself come around Daddy’s cock.”
She hesitated, biting that lip again. So adorable. She was embarrassed to touch herself. His wild Little girl who was begging him to fuck her was embarrassed to finger her clit in front of him?
“Do it, Nora. Do it for Daddy. Play with that little clit until you come. I want to watch you.”
She finally released his hip with one hand and eased it between them. Her mouth fell open and her breath hitched, letting him know she’d found just the right spot.
“Good girl,” he praised. “Show Daddy how good it feels.”
Her fingers moved between them as he eased in and out of her, trying not to grit his teeth to keep from coming.
“Come, Angel,” he ordered when he thought she was close.
His Little girl obeyed him, and damn, but it felt amazing the way her pussy gripped his cock so tight. He thrust in and out harder while she came until he couldn’t hold off another second, finally holding himself as deep as possible while he filled the condom, the pulses of his release stronger than any he’d ever experienced.
They were both panting as he dropped his forehead to hers again. He couldn’t stop smiling, but she was also smiling.
“When can we do that again?” she finally asked.
Chapter Ten
Nora had never experienced sex like that before. Not even close. She couldn’t stop grinning, even though the rest of her body refused to obey a single command. She couldn’t even lift an arm.
Mateo had kissed her and told her not to move before he slid out and headed for the bathroom, but there was no way she could have moved even if she’d wanted to.
When he returned, he had on nothing but jeans that hung low on his hips. He eased her to the edge of the bed and cleaned her pussy with a warm washcloth before lifting her by the ankles and sliding a diaper under her.
She was so pliable she didn’t care, but as he fastened the diaper around her hips, she slid into a very Little space. It was welcome after the two orgasms she’d had. She liked the idea of recovering in her Littlest space.
Somehow this man made her feel very Little even though she was anything but in actual size. She was almost asleep when he lifted her just enough to pull a soft T-shirt over her head, and the next thing she knew he was tucking her under the covers. She didn’t open her eyes as he lifted one arm to snuggle Violet in her embrace either.
However, when something tapped her lips, she peeked out of her lids just enough to see a nipple.
Mateo rubbed her shoulder. “It’s a pacifier, Little one. Give it a try.”
She parted her lips and accepted the babyish nipple, finding it oddly soothing the moment she started suckling.
“Good girl.” He kissed her temple. “Take a short nap while I get dinner on the table.”
It seemed like only moments later when the bed dipped next to her. Daddy was kissing her forehead this time. “Wake up, Little one. You need to eat.”
She shook her head, whimpered, and resumed sucking on the pacifier.
His chuckle annoyed her. “You have to get up and eat, Angel. Otherwise you won’t be able to sleep through the night.”
“Uh uh,” she murmured around the nipple. She was in her Littlest headspace ever. She recognized that even half asleep.
Her Daddy wasn’t having it, though. He tugged the covers out of her grip, exposing her arms and legs to the cooler air of the room.
She groaned petulantly, not caring how Little she was or even if she was being a brat. She was too tired to get back up.
When he tickled the back of her thigh right below the crinkly diaper, she swatted at him and squirmed before pushing the pacifier out of her mouth with her tongue. “Stop it, Daddy. I want to sleep.”
“I know you do, Angel, but you need to be awake right now. You need to eat and take a bath. Then Daddy will tuck you into bed for the night.”
She shook her head. “Don’t wanna.” She didn’t even recognize the voice coming from her own mouth. She was whining, and who talked like that?
“Do you need Daddy to give you a naughty-girl spanking? I bet your bottom is still sore from earlier. And you should know, naughty spankings don’t end in orgasms,” he warned as he patted her bottom over the diaper.
She finally rolled onto her back and stared at him, pushing her bottom lip out.
He chuckled. “Note to self: my Little girl does not like to be woken from a nap.”
“Hmph.”
Suddenly, he leaned over her stomach, pushed her T-shirt up several inches, and blew a raspberry on her tummy.