10. Carly

She couldn’t believe that Damian was taking her to a toy store. The excitement she felt was also mixed with a slight bit of anxiety as she wondered if people would think it was weird for two grown adults to go toy shopping. But for all anyone else knew, they could be shopping for a family member. It didn’t matter anyway. What they did was no one else’s business.

He told her to wait for him to let her out of the car after he parked. She rolled her eyes because she had learned quickly that he did not like her to open her own door, so now it was a habit to wait for him to help her in and out. When he opened the passenger side door, he was grinning.

“Is Daddy’s little girl ready to go pick out some toys?”

Carly smiled back at him. She shouldn’t be as excited as she was, right? And why did those words and him calling himself Daddy send her body into a buzz of arousal?

She nodded, “Ready!”

Damian helped her out and held her hand as they walked into the large store. It was the largest toy store in Seattle, one that she had never been to, and as soon as they walked in, she looked around in wonder. There was so much, and she wanted to see it all. From where they stood, she could see a section in the back corner of the store that was bright pink and had a large sign over it that said Barbie’s World. If they had a whole Barbie section, she was going to freak out.

She had grown up poor, and while her parents had always done their best to provide her and Greyson with everything they needed, toys had been in short supply at their house. She had never owned a new Barbie. All she’d ever had were hand-me-downs from her older cousins.

She wasn’t sure if it was being in the store or holding Damian’s hand, but she felt herself relaxing and focusing only on the present moment. She was going to be his Little, and she got to pick out toys. Damian leaned down until his mouth was near her ear.

“You can look around, but stay close to Daddy, so I don’t lose you. Make sure I can see you at all times. Otherwise, you’ll get yourself into trouble.”

A shiver ran down her spine, and she nodded up at him. He smiled, flashing his perfect white smile, and she nearly melted into a pile of goo.

“Okay, Daddy,” she whispered.

The smile on his face morphed into pure pleasure. She could see how happy it made him that she’d called him Daddy, and she made a mental note to try to call him that more often because she liked it too. She was also pretty sure she saw a bulge forming in the crotch of his jeans, and that made her squeeze her thighs together, hoping for some relief of her own.

“Lead the way and load this cart up, baby doll.”

Carly started wandering around the store, checking behind her every now and then to make sure Damian was following. She wasn’t usually an insecure person but knowing her Daddy was following and expecting her to stay in eyesight made her feel safe. By the time she found a doll that she wanted and turned to put it into the cart, she saw there were several toys already in there.

“Did you put those in the cart?”

“Yep. Adding things that I think you might like.”

She smiled up at him and got a wink in return. That dang wink. It melted her. They perused the aisles for over an hour, and when they finally made it back to the Barbie section, Carly was in heaven. She had never seen so much Barbie stuff in her life, and she was overwhelmed by it all. Damian must have sensed it because he walked up behind her and pulled her back against his front.

“Pick out whatever you want, baby girl. We can get a second cart if we need to. This is Little Carly’s chance to let loose and get all the toys she’s ever dreamed of. I think you should grab that Barbie Jeep over there since it looks like Daddy’s.”

She giggled, “Your Jeep isn’t pink, Daddy.”

Damian leaned his head down low enough that his lips brushed against her neck and laid several kisses down against her skin.

“No, it’s not pink, but that’s okay. You still need the Barbie Jeep.”

He swatted her bottom gently, urging her to grab the toy. Only, she was so turned on from his lips warming her neck that she could barely focus on anything other than the wetness growing between her legs. When he swatted her bottom a bit harder, she moved forward and grabbed the toy.

Damian started walking down the aisle, pulling several Barbies from the shelves and throwing them into the cart, along with a bunch of outfits. She trailed behind him, smiling to herself as she watched the huge linebacker-sized man shop for Barbies.

They had nearly two carts full of toys by the time they left, and Carly’s jaw dropped when she saw the total at the register. Damian passed the cashier his card, shaking his head at Carly and giving her a scowly look when she’d tried to pull out her own card to pay. She quickly got the message and put her wallet away.

After shopping, she had two other clients before they could go home, and the time seemed to be crawling. Carly was dying to get home and rip open all of her new toys. After the last job, she hurried Damian to the car and could hardly sit still the entire drive home.

Damian unloaded the Jeep as soon as they got to his house and set all the bags on the living room floor. After he brought in the last of their purchases, she clapped her hands and grinned.

“I have an idea, baby doll. Follow me.”

Carly looked at him in question, but she quickly followed when he started heading up the stairs. He stopped at one of the closed doors in the hallway and waited for her to catch up. She peered inside when he opened it to find a completely empty room.

“Is this a torture room for the bad guys that you catch?”

She was joking, and the look on his face when she said it made it even funnier.

“No, but maybe I should turn it into Carly’s punishment room and hang a bunch of paddles and straps on the walls. Yeah. I think I’ll do that.”

Okay, that backfired. And it also turned her on a little. Boy, she was becoming needy.

Damian chuckled as her face paled, and she looked up at him with wide eyes.

“I was just joking, Daddy!” she squeaked.

“Oh, were you? Huh…” He put his hands on his hips and gave her a serious look. “Daddy wasn’t joking. I think this would make a great punishment room for my little girl. We can put a timeout chair over in that corner and a spanking bench over there and maybe even an enema station over there,” he said, pointing to different areas of the room.

Holy crap. Note to self, don’t tease Daddy.

When he started laughing and pulled her into his chest, she relaxed, knowing he was joking.

“Daddy, you’re mean.”

“Better be careful when you give Daddy a hard time. He can bite back, and his bite is much scarier, little girl.”

As he said it, his tone was playful, and she snuggled up against his chest. She felt so warm and content being held against him. Like nothing bad could happen to her when she was around Damian. When he finally released her, they looked back into the empty room, and then she looked up at him.

“So, what is this room for?”

Looking down at her, Damian brushed one of her curls away from her face and smiled softly.

“I thought we could turn it into your playroom. We could paint the walls any color you want, and we could get a pretty bed in here for you to take naps in. You can decorate it however you want.”

Excitement coursed through Carly, but then she remembered she was only going to be there temporarily, and being his little girl was just a short-term arrangement. He must have seen her excitement dissipate because he turned toward her and lifted her chin, so she was looking up at him.

“I want you to turn this room into your special playroom. I can see the wheels turning in your mind, and I don’t care if you’re here for a month or if you’re here forever. I want you to turn it into what you want.”

Would he want her there forever? It was silly to be having those thoughts already. They barely knew each other. Except, she did know that he was nothing like James, and she felt safe with Damian in a way that she had never felt with any other person before.

“Will you help me with it?” she asked quietly.

Damian smiled and leaned forward until his lips were almost touching hers.

“I would love to, baby doll.”

His hand reached around her neck, and he pulled her into him, claiming her mouth with his. She relaxed against his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist for support as he kissed her hard and deep, pushing her lips apart with his tongue. She moaned into his mouth as he explored her, and she felt as though they were actually a couple showing each other affection.

When he released her mouth, she brought her fingers up to her swollen lips and looked up at him. He was the most handsome man she’d ever laid eyes on, yet he didn’t let his looks go to his head, and she really liked that about him.

“Daddy will go get all your toys, and I’ll help you unbox everything. Then we can start planning how you want to decorate your room.”

She nodded.

“Go potty and make sure to wash your hands while I’m gone.”

Carly almost snapped at him that she would go potty when she needed to, but she realized that she did actually have to go and wondered how he knew that. He was like some kind of mind-reader, and she didn’t like it. That could get her into a lot of trouble.

They spent the next several hours unpackaging toys. Well… Damian unpackaged while Carly undressed and redressed her Barbies and took them for a ride around the room in their hot pink Jeep. He didn’t seem to mind doing all the work while she played, and when she picked up one of her new books, he dropped everything and pulled her onto his lap and read it to her.

She had never experienced the care that Damian was giving her. After the way James had treated her during their marriage, it felt as though she was soaking up every minute of his undivided attention, and yet she still couldn’t get enough of it.

“I’m going to go down and make dinner, baby doll. Let’s take down some of your dollies, and you can play while I cook.”

Dinner was delicious, and afterward, Damian announced that it was bath time. He led her upstairs into the bathroom and turned on the taps. Walking over to where she stood, he wrapped his large hands around hers and squeezed.

“I would love to give you your bath. Would you be okay with that?”

Carly nibbled on her bottom lip as she looked up into his piercing eyes. Would she be okay with that? The question was, would she be able to keep her body under control? And if he bathed her, that meant he would be touching her. While she was naked. And her pussy hadn’t been dry since the day she came to his house, which meant he would see her arousal.

Shit. His question was loaded like a nine-millimeter pistol.

“Trust me, Carly?”

Trust him. He isn’t James. Give him a chance to show you he can be trusted.

Before she could chicken out, she nodded.

“Yes, Daddy.”

His face morphed into the biggest smile she’d ever seen, making her bravery so worth it. Damian kissed her forehead before reaching for the hem of her shirt.

“Thank you. That means the world to me. Arms up.”

He lifted the shirt over her head, unbuttoned her jeans, and then knelt in front of her.

“Hold onto my shoulders and step out of your pants.”

Carly obeyed, and she sucked in a breath when she felt the muscles in his shoulders flexing as he removed her pants. The man was built. Maybe she could get him to join her in the bath.

Settle down, hussy. You two are just getting to know each other.

When his fingers tucked into the waistband of her panties, she avoided looking at him. Luckily, they weren’t at eye level, but unluckily, his face was eye level with her pussy. Would he be able to smell her arousal? How embarrassing! She wondered if he liked her pale pink cotton panties. She had chosen them that morning on purpose because they were the most Little-feeling panties that she had brought with her.

Licking his lips, he let her panties drop to the floor, and she felt his eyes burning into her. Looking down at her, he smiled and winked. She got the feeling that he very much liked her panties and liked seeing them fall to the floor even more.

“Don’t be shy, baby. You are beautiful. But I love seeing you blush like that.”

Easier said than done. Her cheeks felt like they were flaming hot.

He stood and unclasped her bra, letting it fall down her arms. As soon as her breasts were exposed, her nipples tightened, making her shiver. Damian turned off the taps and easily lifted her into the air, setting her in the bathwater. The bathtub was so deep that the water went up to her chest, and, much to her relief, the bubbles hid her aroused nipples.

Grabbing the bucket of bath toys they’d bought earlier in the day, Damian dumped them into the tub with her. She giggled and picked up one of the mermaid dolls to play with. She had gotten so distracted playing with her toys that she practically catapulted out of the tub when Damian’s hand touched her with a washcloth.

“Sorry, baby. I’m just going to wash you. Keep playing. Pretend that Daddy isn’t even here.”

Yeah. Right. Because that would be easy.