Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

A ddie was embarrassed, but at the same time, she was so aroused she thought she might come. If she rubbed her legs together hard enough, she could orgasm without touching herself.

The entire evening, her arousal had been building. Something about age play was so titillating that she couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to have sex. Sex with Bear.

She hated how she’d reacted to the locked door. She felt bad about that. It was just that even though she wanted him, she was also nervous about her first time. She was relieved that he’d insisted they wait until she was ready.

On the other hand, he’d discussed spanking and masturbation with her so matter-of-factly that she felt like she might as well have been naked and spread open. That’s how aroused she was.

“How often have you touched yourself in the past two weeks, Angel?” His voice was soft and caring, but the question was so very private and personal. So invasive. It was exactly what she would expect from a Daddy, and honestly, she might have been disappointed if he wasn’t forcing her to tell him such intimate details about her sexual experiences.

Daddy cupped her face and tipped her head back, forcing her to look him in the eye again. “Addie, tell Daddy. Did you touch your pussy every night?”

She nodded. If her face got any hotter, she would end up in Doc’s clinic with a thermometer in her bottom. And why did she have to go and think something like that?

“Did you come every time, Angel?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured.

“Did you only stroke your clit, or did you push your fingers up inside your tight little pussy?”

She was panting. She was going to come on his lap, and then she would be mortified. “Daddy…”

He stroked her lip with his thumb. “Tell Daddy.”

“Why?”

He gave her a slight smile. “Because it’s making you so hot that your pussy is leaking through your panties and soaking Daddy’s jeans. Because your nipples are so tight and hard, I can see them poking against your dress.”

He was right. Darn him.

Her lip trembled against his thumb, and she realized something else. She wasn’t the only one aroused. His erection was hard and pressing against her thigh. He might have been asking her all these questions to make her horny, but it was having the same effect on him.

She decided to turn the table. She’d never been so bold in her life, but this man was her life now. She knew it in her soul, even if her brain wasn’t ready to fully accept it yet.

Holding his gaze, she licked the tip of his thumb. “The first orgasm I had was the night after I met you. I couldn’t sleep. I kept thinking about you. You were so stern and tall and broad. I wanted to run my hands through your beard and thick hair. I was tossing and turning until I finally took my panties off and touched myself. I planted my heels wide and rubbed my clit until I came.”

Bear looked like he might pass out, which made Addie feel oddly powerful. She suspected he was going to keep her on edge with arousal often. It was only fair that she showed him she could do the same thing.

She didn’t even know who she was. She’d never been this bold, but she kept going. “The next night, I pushed my fingers inside my channel and learned that was even better. Do you want to know what I did next?”

He slowly smiled and narrowed his gaze. “Yes, naughty girl. Tell Daddy what you did next.”

“I ordered a vibrator. It came the next day. It’s probably nowhere near as thick as you, but it’s pink, and it rotates inside me, and it has these little ears that rub against my clit. When I close my eyes and think of the way you looked at me that first day, I can come in two minutes.”

His smile grew. “You are such a naughty girl.” He lifted her fingers and brought them to his lips to kiss them.

“Why?” she asked, feigning innocence. “Lots of women have vibrators and use them regularly. I figure at twenty-two, I’m way behind my peers. I thought I should make up for lost time.”

Daddy chuckled. “What happened to the innocent Little girl with the halo of light around her head that first day I saw you?”

She shrugged. “You ruined her.”

His face sobered, and he took a deep breath. “Fuck me. You are full of surprises. And the reason I said you were naughty isn’t because you touched yourself, Angel; it’s because you just used that information to tease your Daddy on purpose.”

“Weren’t you teasing me on purpose by begging me to tell you?” she pointed out.

He chuckled. “Yes.”

“Are we even?”

“Not even close, Little girl. Not even close.”

She gave him a pout, pushing her bottom lip out. “Why not?”

“Because I’m the Daddy. I’m the one who’s going to flip you over, pull those wet panties off your body, and spank your bottom until you’re clear about who the Daddy is.” He lifted a brow.

Her breath hitched. She wanted that. She really did. But what if they got carried away? She might have been bold enough to tell him about her experiences with a vibrator, but she wasn’t sure she was ready to take him into her body. That part kind of freaked her out.

“Are you ready for that, Angel?”

“We aren’t going to have sex?”

“No, Little one. You have my word. My pants will stay on my body. I will not change my mind even if you ask me to.”

“Okay.”

“Just one more question before I begin. Do you want Daddy to make you come?”

She couldn’t deny that. “Yes, Daddy.” He might not even have to touch her for her to come. She was almost there now.

He kissed her fingers again. “Good choice because the first rule that’s going on the top of your list is no more touching yourself without permission.”

She gasped. What ?

“You heard me. Keep your fingers away from your pussy from now on. If you’re horny and you need to come, you tell Daddy. If I decide you deserve an orgasm, I can either do it for you or watch you do it. You aren’t permitted to rub yourself to orgasm without me from now on.”

She stared at him, eyes wide, mouth hanging open. When she could finally close it, she said, “How would you know?”

He smiled so wide that she shivered. “Because you’ll never have an opportunity, Angel.”

“You can’t watch me all the time, Daddy.”

“Sure I can. When you’re in our bed, I’ll be in it with you.”

She smirked, thinking there was no way he could be with her all the time. “I could still do it in the shower or even in the bathroom. In fact, there’s a fantastic new knob on the bathroom door at the back of the reception area. It locks and everything,” she taunted.

He chuckled. “Angel, you will not be bathing alone, and if I need to, I don’t mind watching you pee. Do I need to put a lock on the outside of that bathroom in the shop so you have to call me to get the key to open it?”

She gasped. He wouldn’t.

“Try me.” His eyes danced with mirth.

He was serious.

“Are you going to touch yourself?”

She sighed in defeat. “No, Sir.”

“I didn’t think so. I’m not worried. I bet you’ve never told a lie in your life. You’d never be able to keep a straight face when I ask you if your fingers have been inside your pussy.”

“Meanie.”

He laughed hard. “The other Littles have already rubbed off on you. Apparently, you’re going to fit in just fine.” He stroked her lip again, bringing her arousal back. Why was that simple act so sexy? “Are you ready for your first spanking?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” He stood her on her feet, lifted her dress, and hooked his fingers into her panties to pull them down her legs.

She shivered. This was the closest she’d ever been with a man.

Bear brought them to his nose and inhaled her scent. “Mmm. You smell so good, and these panties are soaked.”

She flushed. No denying the fact.

He set them on the pile with the rest of her clothes and then surprised her by pulling her between his legs. He slid his hands up her arms until he cupped her neck and cheeks. “I’d like to kiss you first. May I?”

“Yes.” She wanted that more than anything.

His thumbs stroked her lips again. “Has anyone kissed you before, Angel?”

“No, Daddy,” she murmured.

“Does that embarrass you?”

“A little. I’m kind of old to have never been kissed, but I never met anyone I wanted to do that with. Certainly not my fiancé. Besides, he never acted like he wanted to either.” So why was he in town?

She shook thoughts of Joseph from her mind. He didn’t belong in this room with this man who looked her in the eyes and made her feel things for the first time in her life.

“I want to, Angel.”

She smiled.

He slowly lowered his lips to her. The first contact was soft and gentle as he brushed his lips across hers. And then he angled his head slightly to one side and deepened the connection.

Addie melted against him. This was what she’d always imagined. This was why she’d never kissed a boy in school. She’d wanted fireworks and wouldn’t accept anything less.

Bear gave her fireworks. He gave her so much more.

She leaned closer to him, whimpering as he nibbled around her lips before licking the seam and swiping his tongue into her mouth. Her whimper switched to a low moan as the kiss deepened. She lost all sense of time and space, consumed by this man who worshipped her and showed her what a kiss should be like.

When he finally broke the connection, she was panting. She licked her swollen, wet lips. “Oh.”

He grinned. “I’m not sorry that all your kisses will be mine.”

“Me neither.”

Bear guided her around to one side of his lap, lifted her, and settled her across his knees.

She held her breath as he slid her pink dress up her back, exposing her butt.

“Tuck your hands up under your head, Angel.”

She did as he ordered.

“Good girl.” He pushed the dress higher, settled one hand on the small of her back, and rubbed her thighs with the other. “Spread your legs a few inches, Addie. I don’t want you to squeeze them together while I spank you.”

Did he have any idea how close she was to an orgasm? Every time he commanded her to do something else in his deep Daddy voice, her arousal grew. She was soaking wet, and her breasts felt heavy as they pressed against the front of the dress.

She didn’t think she’d ever be able to disobey him because every time she followed his orders, he praised her, and she loved that feeling. As soon as she parted her knees, he did so again. “Such a good girl. Now, I’m going to spank your bottom. It might feel strange at first. I’ll start gently and warm you up. Give it a chance, but if you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

It calmed her to know he wouldn’t do anything she didn’t like. It was confusing, though, because she couldn’t imagine she was going to like being spanked. That was hard to grasp.

Littles in books enjoyed it, though, and so did all the Littles she’d met here at the MC. So maybe he would surprise her.

The first swat made her breath hitch, mostly because it was shocking. The second one wasn’t quite as jarring. By the third, she was more relaxed across his thighs, letting herself focus on the rhythm.

After a few more, he paused and rubbed her heated skin. “How do you feel, Addie?”

“I’m not sure,” she murmured.

“May I continue?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Her mind drifted as he spanked her harder, every slap echoing in the room and sending her deeper and deeper into an oddly blissful place. Her skin tingled and began to burn but in a good way. She started to understand.

Bear lowered his focus to her thighs and worked his way back up. When he hit the junction of her butt cheeks with her thighs, a rush of arousal leaked out of her, and she moaned. Unable to keep from squeezing her thighs together, she nearly came.

Daddy patted the back of her thighs. “Legs, Addie. Open your knees.”

She shook her head and held her breath. She couldn’t. If she did, she would orgasm. It would be mortifying.

“Spread your thighs, naughty girl,” he demanded in that calm, gentle voice of his.

When she finally thought she could control herself, she inched them apart, but she was still holding her breath.

Bear slid his fingers along the inside of her thighs. “May I touch your pussy, Angel?”

She sucked in a breath and nodded. She needed him to touch her. At least then, it wouldn’t be so embarrassing when she came.

“You’re so sensitive. The sexiest Little I’ve ever seen. I want to make you feel good.”

“Please…” she begged. She couldn’t keep from squirming, or maybe she was just trembling so violently that it seemed like she was wiggling.

The moment his fingers grazed her swollen, wet folds, she moaned.

“That’s my good girl. You did so well taking your first spanking. Let Daddy make it feel good.” With his hand between her thighs, she was forced to spread them wider, and she willed him to apply more pressure.

That wasn’t his plan, though. Instead, he teased her folds, barely stroking them before he finally dipped one finger between her labia and dragged the wetness down to her clit.

Addie lifted her face and cried out. Her body convulsed with an orgasm more powerful than any she’d given herself in the past two weeks.

And he was barely touching her. One tap to her clit was all it had taken.

Her pussy throbbed as she tried to catch her breath, and it wasn’t until she started to descend that Bear finally applied pressure to her clit. Anticipating that she might lurch off his lap, he secured her with a firm grip on her lower back, keeping her in place while he drove her mad.

In seconds she was flying again, soaring above her body, all of her focus on the way he rubbed her clit, and then he pinched it. Waves of her second release made her vision blur. She couldn’t breathe. The moment was so intense that it shadowed over the first orgasm.

The moment she flinched from over-stimulation, Daddy removed his fingers. He gently rolled her over and cradled her in his arms. Lifting her higher against his chest, he kissed her forehead and then rained kisses all over her face until he met her lips and slowed the frenzy with a deep, powerful collision of lips and tongues and moans.

Addie was drained, completely sated, and lying limp in her Daddy’s arms. Panting, unable to focus, she lacked certainty about whether or not she was right-side up or upside down.

Daddy had her, though. He held her together, cradling her tightly and keeping her from falling apart.

As she slowly came back into her body, she was grinning. She still had on the poufy dress, and really, they hadn’t done anything earth-shattering. They hadn’t had sex. Daddy was fully dressed. He’d barely touched her. She was certain his spanking had been mild compared to what he was capable of, and the way he’d touched her had been brief and external.

She grabbed his neck when he rose from the couch, holding on as he carried her into the bedroom. His lips came to her ear. “Time for bed, Angel. Do you want to take a bath first?”

She shook her head. “Too tired.” She was still trembling.

“Okay.” He lowered her to the edge of the bed. “Can you sit up for me?”

She managed to find her balance and sat obediently.

He lowered the zipper down the back of the dress. “Arms up.”

Without questioning him, she lifted her arms, shivering a moment later as the dress was whisked over her head. Before she could contemplate the fact that she was sitting naked on his bed, he pulled a T-shirt over her head.

She gasped when he picked her back up, finally opening her eyes a bit more. The next thing she knew, she was sitting on the bathroom counter, and Daddy was opening a new pink toothbrush.

She watched his every move, mesmerized and still dazed from two orgasms. He put toothpaste on the brush and held it up to her mouth. “Open.”

He was going to brush her teeth? She didn’t argue. She opened her mouth and let him take care of this simple, everyday task.

When he was satisfied, he held her hair back and guided her to lean over the sink. “Spit, Little one.” He then gave her a cup of water. “Rinse.”

She was like a robot, following instructions. As soon as she rinsed, he wiped her mouth, scooped her up, and turned around to sit her on the toilet. This woke her up all the way. She tipped her head back to look at him.

He cupped her face. “Are you steady enough to potty if I step out of the room?”

“Yes, Sir.” She’d find a way. Why was she so dazed?

He left her alone, but he didn’t shut the door all the way, and the moment she flushed, he was back, guiding her to the sink before washing her hands.

Addie’s heart beat rapidly as he helped her back into the bedroom. The covers were pulled back. He lifted her and settled her in the middle, tucking the covers around her.

Finally, he snagged something from the nightstand and held it up.

She grinned and reached for the stuffie. “Bear.”

He chuckled. “Bear? I think he needs a better name than that. I’m Bear.”

She shook her head. “You’re Daddy. He’s Bear.” She pulled him under the covers and snuggled him in against her.

Her Daddy was smiling broadly as he leaned over and kissed her forehead. “Sleep, Angel.”

“Aren’t you going to join me?”

He patted her tummy. “I’m going to take a shower first, and then I’ll sleep on the couch.”

She frowned. “You can’t do that. It’s not as long as you. I’m in your bed.”

He brushed a lock of hair from her face. “You’re in our bed, Angel. It’s not just mine anymore.”

“If it’s ours, then you should be in it, too.”

He searched her gaze.

“Please?”

“If you’re sure you’re comfortable with that plan.”

“I am. I need you here in case I have a nightmare or wake up confused or scared.” She was laying it on thick, including batting her eyelashes. Now that the orgasmic rush was fading, she was sliding back into her Little space.

The sound of her Daddy laughing made her tummy flutter. “I’ll join you after I shower, naughty girl. Sleep.”

She let her gaze roam down to the front of his jeans. His erection was obvious and huge. She narrowed her eyes and shifted her attention to his face. “Why do I bet there’s a double standard between us?”

He rolled his eyes and dropped his palms onto the mattress, leaning over her. “Because there is. You’re going to stay right here and keep your naughty fingers above the covers.”

“But you said I can’t masturbate in the shower,” she taunted, feeling friskier by the moment.

The humor on his face wrinkled his eyes. “I didn’t say that. I said you can’t masturbate in the shower without permission and only if I’m watching.”

“Then I should get to watch you, too.” She wasn’t ready for him to enter her tight channel yet, but she sure would like a front-row seat while he stroked himself, and she was smart enough to know that’s exactly what was going to happen.

“Nope. Not this time. Double standard.” He picked up her fingers and brought them to his nose, inhaling slowly. “These naughty fingers smell like the soap I just washed them with.” It was an odd thing to say, but as he padded toward the bathroom, he looked over his shoulder. “Make sure that’s still what they smell like when I come back.”

Addie’s eyes went wide as he disappeared. Meanie .

She stared at the door, which he left ajar, and tried to listen, but once he turned on the water, all she could hear was the spray. Darn. She really did wish she was in there watching, and the thought made it hard to settle her mind and go to sleep.