Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
She was pretty sure she was the one who’d won the lottery. Daddy was slowly fulfilling all her dreams. Could he be the one? Her permanent Daddy? Someone she could grow old with like the couple they’d seen in the parking lot earlier?
The thought was scary. This was all so new. There were no guarantees this relationship could last forever and ever.
So many thoughts went through her mind while she suckled the nipple and drank the milk. She knew he was serious about her or he wouldn’t be letting her paint flowers on the nursery walls, would he?
He’d said she was his Baby girl so many times she’d lost count. He was so in tune with her needs that he seemed to pluck every fantasy she’d ever had right out of her mind.
She closed her eyes as bad thoughts came to the surface. What if someone came into her store and actually hurt her one of these days? It infuriated her that twice now she’d been threatened in her own store. Blooms by Daisy was supposed to be her special place.
“Hey there,” Daddy said as she finished the bottle. “Why the furrowed brow?”
“I was just thinking about Daddy Leo and those thugs from before. Why do people keep threatening me?”
He rubbed her back, rocking her gently. She knew he hated that anyone, let alone several people, had upset his Little girl. “I don’t know, Baby girl. It makes Daddy very angry. Wyatt said he’ll be increasing patrols in the area though. I’m going to get you set up with a panic button behind the counter, too.”
“A panic button?”
“Yep. I’ll install it under the register. That way if anyone ever makes you uncomfortable, you can simply push it to alert the police. You won’t have to fumble around with your phone.”
“Oh. That might make me feel safer.”
“That’s the plan.” Daddy kissed her head. “I know it’s late, but how about if Daddy gives you a warm bath before tucking you into bed?”
“That sounds nice, Daddy.” She squirmed on his lap. They’d checked a lot of things off her mental list of fantasies, but he kept coming up with more of them.
Daisy had always wondered what it would be like to have a Daddy bathe her. She certainly couldn’t do that alone.
“It will sooth your bottom a bit and we can wash your fears right down the drain.” He rose, holding her in his arms to carry her into the bathroom.
After setting her on her feet, he turned on the water to fill the tub and then removed her nightie and diaper.
It wasn’t as difficult to stand in front of him naked anymore. She liked the way he looked at her, and she loved the way he touched her.
He unraveled her braids next and then used one of the hairbands to gather her hair on the top of her head. When he was done, he turned her toward the mirror. “See? Lemon chiffon.”
She giggled. He was right. Her hair did look like a pile of frosting. She was still smiling as he settled her in the tub and reached for a loofah.
“Do you have bubbles, Daddy?”
“I do, but we’ll save those for another time. This will be a quick bath.” He poured floral-smelling soap on the loofah and reached for her hand.
She wished they had more time. It felt so good when he washed her. She loved how the loofah felt gliding over her skin under his control instead of hers. He didn’t leave any part of her unwashed. He even set the loofah aside to wash between her legs with his fingers.
She was flushed from the warm water and his touch as he released the water, sad that the bath was already over. She couldn’t wait for a day when they would have more time so she could enjoy his care longer.
“See?” Daddy pointed at the drain as the water swirled away.
“See what, Daddy?”
“We washed your fears down the drain. Don’t you see them?”
She giggled. “Oh, I do see them.”
“Now my Baby girl can sleep like a rock.” He lifted her out of the tub and set her on her feet to dry her.
“Can I sleep with you in your bed, Daddy?” She bit her lip, uncertain what his response would be.
“I think that’s a great idea. That way I can hold you in my arms and if you have bad dreams, I can chase them away.”
She smiled as he lifted her off her feet and carried her into his bedroom to set her on the big bed. He grabbed a diaper from a drawer in his nightstand and slid it under her before fastening it.
She squirmed as he patted between her legs. “My Baby girl enjoys being younger sometimes, doesn’t she?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered. It was still hard to admit that. She hoped he didn’t mind. She wasn’t positive how he felt about the amount of time she spent in such a young headspace in his house.