Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“I can’t eat that much,” she rushed to tell him as he carried the large container to the table.
“We’ll work on this together. Did you eat your lunch?” he asked.
“I didn’t have a chance, but I’ll eat it tomorrow,” she promised.
“Make sure you take a break, Little girl. You don’t want to get sick,” Adam warned as he sat down next to her and placed the bowl between them.
“I will.”
Her Daddy picked up one spoon and asked, “Do you need to share any medical information with me, Rose? I was screened last month for any sexually transmitted diseases and I’m clear.”
“Oh!” The meaning of his question was definitely clear. “I’m clean, too. I was tested a couple of years ago but haven’t been with anyone since.”
“Then we can share one spoon.” He dipped the utensil into the thick mixture before raising the steaming soup and blowing on it. “Try a small taste. Tell me if it’s too hot and we need to let it cool.”
Rose opened her mouth and let him feed her. The delicious concoction tasted phenomenal. “Mmm! It’s perfect. You take a bite.”
Adam followed her suggestion and waggled his eyebrows happily. “I didn’t do too bad.”
“You’re a great cook,” she enthused, leaning forward to let him feed her again.
“Why are your lips chapped, Little girl? Did you not drink enough water?”
Instantly, her face heated, and she knew her cheeks were bright red. “Do I have to tell you?” Rose looked down at the tabletop to avoid meeting his eyes.
“Yes.” His hand under her chin raised her gaze to meet his. “No secrets between Little girls and their Daddies.”
“I kept licking my lips. You put my…” Her voice died and she pleaded with her eyes that he’d understand.
“You enjoyed tasting your own flavor,” he guessed.
She could only nod her head. When Adam leaned forward to kiss her, Rose puckered her lips in a silent invitation.
“Next time, I get to enjoy your juices,” he informed her. His eyes gleamed with desire.
“Are you going to make love to me?” she whispered.
“Yes. The question is simply when. Let’s eat our dinner first, hmmm?” he teased.
“Daddy!”
Adam laughed. The deep, masculine sound made her wiggle in her chair and hope she wouldn’t leave a damp spot there when she stood up.
When they’d finished, Rose slouched back against her chair. His questions had been direct and personal, but she felt incredibly reassured that he cared so much about her that he wanted her to be safe. They’d talked about birth control and her sexual experience and fantasies. Rose had admitted more things to him than she’d actually figured out on her own.
Nothing she said had turned him off. In fact, his persistent erection pressing against his fly made her realize how turned on he was as well. She tried to cool down as he cleaned the kitchen and put away the leftovers, but the slight pause only raised her anticipation.
“Shall we go brush our teeth and go to bed, Rosebud? Would you like to sleep with Daddy tonight or in your nursery?”
“Daddy,” she whispered.
“Come on, Little girl.” Adam offered her a hand and led her to the master bedroom.
Stopping in the bathroom, he put toothpaste on two toothbrushes. They each brushed their teeth. The innocent act seemed very intimate.
When Adam wet a washcloth, she blushed furiously again and then giggled when he cleaned her makeup off her face. That was definitely not what she expected.
“Are you thinking about Daddy wiping your pussy?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“You might just be the death of me.” Adam leaned over and lifted her up over his shoulder. He spanked her bottom as he carried her into the bedroom.
“Ouch!”
“I’m glad the sting stayed with you. Little girls learn how to behave when they have an ouchie bottom to remind them.” Adam set her feet on the carpet next to the large bed and reached for the hem of her T-shirt.
“Are you going to spank me often?” she asked, her voice muffled by the material sliding over her head.
“Yes.” He pulled her pants off and tugged back the covers. “Crawl in, Rosebud.”
Stretching out on the crisp sheets, Rose rested her head on the pillow as she prepared to watch the show. Adam stripped off his shirt over his head. She loved the play of his muscles as he moved. When he eased the navy sweatpants over his erect cock, she almost choked on the suddenly thick air. Adam turned around to throw their clothes into the laundry hamper in the corner of his room, and she got an inspiring view of his ass.
Try to act cool!
He stalked toward her, holding her gaze.
Rose sucked in a breath and held it. She couldn’t keep her eyes on his. They strayed lower, and lower, until she was staring at his impressive erection. She squirmed and scooted back a few inches.