Lemon Chiffon (Little Cakes #2) Read Online Pepper North, Paige Michaels

Categories Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Funny, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Little Cakes Series by Paige Michaels
Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
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At least the sexual desire was slightly abated after two intense orgasms. However, as she suckled the pacifier and squeezed the teddy bear against her chest, the crinkle of the diaper reaching her ears, she still felt the edge of arousal. His hand gliding over her tummy reminded her of the pleasure he’d lavished on her body.

“Stop thinking, Baby girl. We’ll figure everything out together. You don’t have to worry about anything. That’s why I’m here. I promise, we’ll talk after you nap.” He pressed a kiss against her neck and hugged her tight against his body. “Rest now.”

Those words enabled Daisy to stop her mind from racing. She relaxed enough to fall into a deep, sated sleep.

Chapter Ten

“Sweet Baby girl, I’m afraid you need to wake up now,” her Daddy’s voice rumbled in her ear.

Daisy shook her head and squeezed her eyes closed. “I don’t wanna.”

“I know. I’d rather keep you here as well.”

The sad tone of his voice woke her up quickly. Daisy blinked her eyelids to look up at him standing next to the bed. “We have to go back to the real world?”

“I prefer to think of it as the outside world.” Bear sat down on the edge of the bed and scooped her up to sit on his lap. “We each have responsibilities and jobs we enjoy. You can’t eat nearly as many cupcakes as I can make in a day. And, I only have one nose to sniff, so I can’t enjoy all the fragrant floral arrangements you enjoy making.”

“I’d hate to close my shop. Flowers always make people happy. I like to celebrate with my clients and help console them during their rough days,” Daisy agreed.

She dropped her eyes to stare at his now T-shirt-covered chest. Gathering her courage, Daisy whispered, “Did you like me being Little?”

“You were very brave, Baby girl. I treasure your Little side. Thank you for daring to reveal your needs and desires to me. I’ve searched to find my perfect Little for so long—one who would allow me to take care of her completely.”

“It wasn’t too much?” she asked, peeking up to assess his reaction.

“You couldn’t be too Little for me, Baby girl. I promise to be honest with you if you’ll return the favor.”

Studying his eyes, Daisy could only read positivity and… caring? She smiled at him. “I always try to be honest. But sometimes, I get scared.”

“What helps to reassure you when you’re frightened?”

“I like to be with someone I trust who cares,” she confided.

“I’d like to be that someone,” he answered, pulling her close to his body in a gigantic bear hug.

Daisy laid her head on his shoulder and breathed in her Daddy’s unique scent. Warmth surrounded her as she rested against his hard frame. The relaxed strength of his body was hard against her, but supportive. She knew he could be both tender and fierce. Circling his neck with her arms, Daisy clung to him.

They sat wrapped together for several seconds before Bear scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bathroom. He gently undressed her, pressing kisses against her bare skin until she stood naked in front of him. Daisy’s usual self-consciousness at being so exposed in front of a man was eased by her Daddy’s obvious enjoyment of her form.

With tented pants attesting to his desire, Bear sent her into the shower. “Go, Baby girl. Get clean so you can go play with your flowers.”

“You’re not coming in with me?” she questioned.

“You’ll never make it to work on time if I join you.”

His blunt assessment of his desire to make love to her once again sent a wave of heat through her cheeks, and Daisy knew she was blushing furiously. She smiled, however, as she scurried into the stream of water.

“I like knowing that he wants me,” she whispered aloud, believing the sound of the water would cover her words from the man who waited outside the stall with a towel.

“Ditto,” he called with a laugh.

“Daddy!” Daisy protested. “You weren’t supposed to be able to hear me.”

“Daddies are always listening to their Littles,” he explained. “That’s what Daddies do. How else do you think they know everything?”

“Daddy school?” she asked, stepping out of the shower after her quick wash to remove the remains of their lovemaking.

He wrapped the towel around her to soak up the droplets before rubbing her skin to whisk away any wet spots. Bear chuckled as she wiggled eagerly in response to the towel as it pressed between her thighs and buttocks. Her Daddy was very thorough.

“I wish there was a Daddy school. Littles and their Daddies or Mommies usually just figure out things together.”

“Like my pacifier earlier?” She felt her face flame back into warmth once again.

“I filled my home with different things I felt a Little girl might need. Pacifiers keep Littles from fretting too much. You needed one this morning. I have bottom pacifiers, too. Sometimes, those are a good distraction as well,” Bear explained as he wrapped the towel around her and led Daisy back to her nursery.


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