Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
“Uh huh. They make lots of things for adults, Sophia.” He holds out a hand.
I go to him and let him pull me between his legs. “In addition to Tinker Bell jammies, they also make adult diapers, bottles, pacifiers, and onesies,” he points out.
I sigh. “Okay, so maybe I’m a tiny bit Little.” I seriously never thought about it. “But I don’t own any of those things you just listed. I’m not that Little.”
He eyes me skeptically. “Are you sure? You got pretty squirmy watching Theo feed Layla, and I thought you might slide off the chair and fall on the floor when he mentioned feeding her a bottle before bed.”
I lean in closer to Tate and drop my head to set my forehead against his chest, thinking.
He rubs my back and kisses the top of my head. “It’s okay, Little one. You have a lot to think about. I’m not judging you, nor do I care what age you prefer. I’m just suggesting you take a look at what you really feel deep inside. Maybe you’ve been in a bit of denial because you didn’t have a Daddy, and the thought of being your own caregiver didn’t appeal to you.”
Could he be right?
He continues to hold me and rub my back. It feels so good. I never want him to stop, but eventually he moves his hands to my biceps and leans me back. He meets my gaze. “I really like you, Sophia. I want to explore this thing between us. Will you give it a chance?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now, what time do you get off work tomorrow? Can I pick you up for a date?”
“I get off at five. Do you mean an adult date?”
“I think an adult date is a good idea. We can talk about what each of us wants in a partner in a serious headspace. Afterward, if you feel like it, we can come back here or go to my place where you can be Little. How’s that sound?”
I smile. “I’d like that.”
“Good. Now, do you still want me to spank you before you go to sleep?”
I nod, my cheeks heating. “Please, Sir.”
“First, though, I want to see your teeth. Did you brush them long enough?”
I giggle and open my mouth wide.
Tate grips my chin with his fingers and angles my head around. “You did a good job.”
I blow out a relieved breath, assuming he won’t actually consider taking over the task of brushing for me one day.
He chuckles. “That doesn’t mean I won’t become your worst nightmare when it comes to dental care, Little one. It’s in my nature. Now, how about I spank your pretty bottom for a while to relieve some of the stress you’re feeling?”
Chapter Five
Tate guides me to one side of his lap and pats his thighs. “Climb up, Little one.”
I set a knee on the mattress and push up so I can lean over his lap. I’ve never actually been spanked in this position. At the club, the Doms usually arrange me over a spanking bench or even just bent at the waist with my hands on a table.
This position is more intimate, and I’m already trembling as Tate helps me get comfortable. “Lift your arms up and fold them under your cheek, Sophia.”
I do as I’m told, panting as Tate pushes my nightgown up to the middle of my back. He’s seen and spanked my butt before, but this is so different. We’re not even playing in the same field tonight. We’re alone in my house. No one is watching. No one will see how I react.
It seems like I can be more honest with myself and with Tate in this environment. I don’t have to worry about the noises I make or my reactions. I shouldn’t have ever been concerned at the Dungeon either, but it’s impossible not to think about those who are watching me.
Tate sets his palm on my bottom and gently rubs. “Do you usually get aroused when someone spanks you, Sophia?”
My breath hitches. I whimper as I consider my response.
“Sophia…” There’s a warning in his voice. “Honesty.”
“Sometimes…” I swallow and whisper, “when it’s you.”
For a split second, he freezes, his hand no longer moving on my bare skin, and then he squeezes my cheeks. “That pleases me immensely, Little one.” He slides his hand to one of my thighs. “Do you want me to give you an orgasm after I spank you, Sophia?”
I draw in a sharp breath. Do I want him to give me an orgasm? That’s an option? He has no idea that no one has ever touched me like that before.
“If it’s too intimate for you this soon in our relationship, I totally understand. Make no mistake, my clothes are not coming off tonight, Little one. But this is your scene. If you want me to finger your pussy after I spank you, I’d be humbled to do so. If it feels too soon, I won’t do it.”