“Right.Two whole days ago.”
Lifting a hand to my lips, I cough to cover the laughter I can no longer hold back and Evander lifts his head to scowl at me. There’s no heat behind the gesture, though, and his own lips twist with amusement.
“Tell you what. If you’re a very good girl and don’t sass Doctor Dandmake it through your appointment without calling him a vampire, we will meet Auntie Cat and Alexis at the toy store later. Deal?”
Shoulders drooping, Natalie lets out a heavy sigh. “I don’t thinkanybodycould be that good, Daddy.”
He taps her nose, letting his amusement show now. “I believe in you, kitten. Now, let’s go see a man about some brownies.”
Taking her hand, he leads her to the front of the cafe, Natalie waving at me the whole way.
In my lap, Alexis stirs, blinking owlishly up at me. “Mommy?”
Oh, my heart. “Yes, baby. Mommy’s right here.”
“Did I fall asleep?” Pushing up, she looks around and rubs the sleep from her eyes, her hair a wild mess of curls framing her round face.
“For a bit, yes. You had a hard morning, didn’t you, little one?”
“Uh-huh.” She squirms a bit on my lap, her cheeks turning red as she looks around the room.
“Do you need to potty, Alexis?”
Even without words, I can tell by the darkening blush in her cheeks that’s exactly what she needs. “Yes. May I please go to the bathroom, Mommy?”
“Such a polite Little girl. Of course you may, baby.” I tighten my grip around her waist as she tries to slide from my lap. “Go ahead, use your diaper and Mommy will change you.”
“Mommy,” she whines, the blush on her face bright enough to stop traffic. “Can I please use the toilet? Please? Just when we’re in public.”
Her begging tugs at my heartstrings, but I am a firm believer that making exceptions only gives Little girls the impression they’re in a position to negotiate.
And Catharina Montgomery does not negotiate.
“Here, let Mommy help you.”
Hooking my hands beneath her armpits, I help her up onto the table. The tables, like the chairs, were specifically designed with our family’s very particular needs in mind, so I have no concerns about it taking a full-grown woman’s weight.
Alexis, however, freezes in place, not even breathing. “Get me down. I’m too heavy.”
“You are no such thing.” Pushing to my feet, I flip up her dress, exposing her diaper as she squirms and blushes on the table. “Trust your Mommy, Alexis. I would never let anything bad happen to you.”
“I trust you. I don’t trust this table.”
Poor thing. Determined to help her relax, I place my hands on the table and vault up to sit beside her, wiggling my ass against the smooth wood. “See? Nice and sturdy. We had them built especially for this purpose.”
Still not quite looking convinced, Alexis frowns up at me. “You had tables built so you could change diapers on them?”
“Diaper changes, spankings, riding pretty little girls’ faces. We wanted to be prepared.”
At the mention of me riding her face, my Little one’s eyes go wide and her breath catches. I watch, delighted, as her pupils dilate.
“Do you like the sound of that, my pretty little Alexis?” I purr as I shift to straddle her, cupping her heavy breasts in my hand as she whimpers beneath me. My hair falls around us, shieldingus from curious eyes when I lean forward, my lips just a breath from hers. “Do you want to eat Mommy’s pussy, baby? Do you want Mommy to sit on your face and grind her clit against your tongue until your mouth is full of Mommy’s cum?”
Another sharp intake of breath and then, “Y-yes, Mommy.”
“Then be a good girl and use your diaper, and Mommy will give you exactly what you want.”
Sitting up, I shift my weight backward, resting heavily on her bladder. If I thought my babygirl was blushing before, it’s nothing compared to the color flooding her cheeks now.
