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“I love you, too, Little Lyla.”
“I need you to help me with something before we go back out there.”
“What’s that, Baby girl?”
She took a step back and pointed down at the full skirt that floated all around her in many layers. She lifted one of the ruffles to expose a button. “See that button?”
He nodded. “Yep.”
“There are twelve of them all the way around. Can you unbutton them for me?”
His brow furrowed. “Sure.” He squatted down in front of her and began to slide every button through its hole while she slowly turned in a circle. When he was done, the entire bottom half of the dress fell away, leaving her in the cutest Little-girl party dress.
He rose, took a step back, and grinned from ear to ear. “Fuck, that’s sexy.”
She spun around, letting it fly. Under the dress, she had on a pair of frilly bloomers that matched so that if she bent over too far or twirled too fast, no one would see her panties.
Rock’s breath hitched.
She reached up and unfastened the poofy sleeves on both sides, too, changing it into a sleeveless dress that fit right in with what the other Littles were wearing.
Rock licked his lips. “You’re full of surprises today.”
She held up a finger. “One more thing. Wait here.” She flounced into the bathroom, closed the door, and opened the drawer where she’d stashed a few things intentionally for this moment.
It only took her a few minutes to pull back a small section of hair on both sides into little pigtails and add white ribbons. Most of her hair still hung in ringlets down her back, but the front now had a very Little look. She also removed her heels and slipped into the pale-pink ballet flats she’d hidden in another drawer.
When she stepped back into the bedroom, Rock’s eyes went wide, and he staggered backward. “Lyla…”
“Do you like it?”
He found his footing and shuffled toward her. “Baby girl, I love everything about you. You’re absolutely stunning. Are you sure you’re comfortable being dressed like this today?”
She nodded. “I’m totally comfortable and so very happy. It’s going to be the best night ever.” She was really looking forward to giggling and dancing with all her new friends. She was older than all of them, but no one ever made her feel like she didn’t belong. She was grateful to each and every one of them for making her feel like she was part of the family and helping her find her Little.
Lyla didn’t imagine she would ever be the sort of Little who rushed around the clubhouse wearing extremely young outfits, but it was fun to occasionally role-play, and tonight was definitely a night to let her Little all the way out.
She grabbed her Daddy’s shoulders, rose onto her tiptoes, and kissed him. “I’ll be very disappointed if you don’t take me aside and spank me at some point tonight,” she told him.
He chuckled. “Don’t you worry, Little Lyla. I’m certain the other Little girls will talk you into something outrageously naughty before the night is over. Please just promise me you won’t climb up in that old oak tree wearing this dress. I’m worried you’ll get caught in the ruffles and fall.”
“I won’t, Daddy. Promise. I think the girls have already plotted something that involves hiding the pretty pink candies and eating way too many of them without permission.”
He laughed hard, tipping his head back. “I can live with that. You can use the energy from the sugar high when we get back to the room.”
She giggled and kissed all over his face. “That’s a promise. We haven’t had sex yet today. We still have all four orgasms saved up for tonight.”
Rock rubbed his chest. “I’m not sure if my ticker can take that,” he joked.
She set her forehead against his and wrapped her arms around him. “It better. I intend to have you chasing me around for several decades.”
“I’ll do everything in my power to make that happen, Little Lyla. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Daddy.”
