She looked up at him. “Why do those girls call those men their daddy?”
His hand that he had wrapped around her went up and down her arm. “It’s a type of relationship where the man is in charge, or the more dominant one, and the woman likes for him to make decisions for her and not have to worry about the everyday stuff. It’s a traditional relationship, just deeper. Is that something you think you would like?”
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe. Do I get to decide on anything if we do this?”
“Yes, baby, you’ll be able to help me with decisions, But I will be the one in charge. I think this is a relationship you would do very well in, and you’re exactly what I want. Do you think you can see yourself with me long-term?”
He tried to stay relaxed as she thought about his question. She was adorable, with her eyes squinted and biting her lower lip.
She nodded. “Oh, gosh. Yes, I think I would. How long is long-term, though?
“As long as possible,” he said.
“Would you want me to call you Daddy like they did?”
“I’d very much like you to do that if you think you can handle it. But I don’t want to push you into anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
“No, I think I’ll like it very much, Daddy.” She grinned up at him.
He closed his eyes and groaned. “You have no idea of what that does to me when you call me that.” He was a little shocked by how profound that endearment was coming from his own little.
“If it’s good, I’ll keep calling you that,” she said.
“Oh, it’s good, it’s very good.”
“Where do I sleep tonight, Daddy?”
He felt like he was going to lose it. With her calling him Daddy, the idea of being in her tight little body was driving him crazy. He thought about the idea of putting her in another room but couldn’t stand the idea of being away from her, even for a little bit.
“Would it be okay if you slept with me?”
“Oh, I’d love that, Daddy.”
“Good. How about we write out a grocery list now of things we’ll need and then brush our teeth and get ready for bed?”
“I’d like that very much,” she said.
“Okay, honey, let’s do this.”
Over an hour later, they were lying in bed facing each other, and he held her hand. “Are you nervous being in bed with me?” he asked.
“No, I wouldn’t say nervous,” she said. “But I feel like my body is in heat, and my girly parts ache.”
Fuck. It felt like his cock was going to fall off if it got any harder. “Well, honey, that just means that you’re attracted to me.”
“But doesn’t that also mean that my body wants to have sex with yours?” she asked.
Oh, Lord. How in the hell was he going to handle this? “Yes, but I think it’s too soon. I don’t want to push you into anything you’re not ready for.”
“But Daddy, I’m ready. My body wants you, and I want you. Why can’t we make love?”
Hell, he was thrilled he was able to touch her the way he wanted, but he’d have to take it extremely slow. “We can, baby, but I’m going to take it really slow, and if you want to stop or get scared, tell me.”
“I can do that, Daddy.”
Now he just prayed for the strength he needed to go slow. He just had to keep reminding himself that this was her first time and he didn’t want to scare her. It was probably one of the hardest things he had ever done.
Chapter Ten