“What?” he asked.
“I can’t sleep like this! You can’t sleep like this. I’m too heavy.”
He scoffed. “You stared in a mirror lately? You’re tiny. And there is nothing small about me.”
Without thinking about it, she pressed her tummy against his firm dick. No, there certainly wasn’t.
“Thank you, baby.”
She groaned. “I need a gag.”
He nuzzled at the side of her neck. “That can be arranged.”
Oh heavens. She’d woken up in some alternative universe. She was sure of it.
“You’re beautiful, my girl. So special. Gorgeous. Sweet. And if I could, I’d carry you around all day, never letting you down. Never letting you out of my sight.”
Oh Lord.
The things he said.
“Ed?” she said, knowing that she’d made up her mind. That she’d regret it if she didn’t try.
Yeah?”
“I want to take things further.”
There was no answer for a moment then he rolled her over until they were both on their sides, facing each other.
He tucked her hair behind her ear. “Sex?”
She blushed. She wasn’t used to talking so openly about these things. Sex wasn’t something that was ever talked about in her house. “Yes. And more.”
“You want to be Daddy’s Little girl?”
Her heart skipped a beat. “Yes.”
His gaze warmed. “You’re going to let your Little side out, let Daddy take on some of the decisions?”
“Yes.”
“You’ll follow Daddy’s rules and accept his consequences if you break them?”
“Yes.”
“You’ll submit to Daddy’s demands in the bedroom?”
“Yes.” Like she hadn’t last night anyway.
“Damn, baby. Fuck. Yes.” He kissed her. It was hot. Heavy. Hard. His hands cupped the sides of her face, holding her in place.
When he drew back, she expected him to keep going. To touch her breasts, her pussy. To roll over and fuck her. Instead, he ran his thumb over her bottom lip. He rubbed the tension from her jaw with his thumbs, his fingers on her neck.
“We need to talk about limits. Rules.” He pressed his thumb into her mouth. “Suck.”
She blushed but sucked.
“You suck your thumb at night,” he said casually.