But for tonight, he had other plans.
“You’re being so good for me, baby,” he murmured as he worked his finger in and out of her trembling bottom. “Can you take a deep breath for me and bear down, so this pretty bottom opens for me a bit more?”
“I–I can try.”
A moment later, he felt her shift, felt her muscles open to welcome him in. Pride welled in his chest as he added a bit more lube before sliding a second finger in beside the first, stretching her as she whimpered and squirmed.
“Shh, baby. I know it hurts, but it will feel so much better soon. I promise.”
Her only response was a soft whine before she pressed her face against the comforter beneath her, and he didn’t even bother to stop the laughter bubbling in his chest.
“You’re so fucking cute, babygirl. Someday, I’m going to set up a camera and record you so you can see how adorable you are when you whimper and cry for Daddy.”
“Don’t youdare!” Less whiny now, more demanding, and he pushed his fingers even deeper into her bottom in response.
“Is that how you talk to your Daddy, little girl?”
“No, Sir!” she gasped out, her muscles clamping down around his fingers. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I just… please don’t record me.”
“We can talk about it more later, when I’m not knuckles-deep in your tight little asshole.”
“Dylan!”
The pure horror in her tone pulled another laugh from him. “Would you prefer to talk about it now, then? With your ass full of?—”
“No! I don’t want to talk about anything with you doingthat!”
“I figured as much. A conversation for later, then. For now…” Pulling his fingers free, he reached for the small plug he’d brought with him. “Keep those cheeks nice and wide for me, babygirl.”
“This is so freaking embarrassing,” she muttered, her cheeks flaming red, but she didn’t release her hold on her bottom.
Good girl.
Pressing the tip of the metal plug against her entrance, he watched with fascination as her hole stretched around it, the skin turning white as she took the slender plug.
“Daddy, it hurts! Take it out!”
The plug wasn’t much bigger than his finger, so he doubted it really hurt as much as she claimed, but a good Daddy always double-checked. “What’s your safeword, baby?”
“R-red.”
“Good girl for remembering. Do you need to use your safeword?”
A long silence met his question, followed by a deep sigh that seemed to come from her very soul. “No, Daddy.”
“Thank you for being honest, babygirl. The plug is almost in and then it won’t feel quite as overwhelming, I promise.”
“I don’t think I believe you.”
Judging by the sulky tone of her voice, she was hovering somewhere between her big and Little spaces, which was right where he wanted her. Not fully Little, but maybe just enough for her to let go of that control, to let him be in charge.
To let him beDaddyin every possible way.
When the plug finally settled in her bottom, her hole closing around the slender neck so just the green gem—chosen in honor of her birthstone, though she wouldn’t know it—winked up at him from between her cheeks, he gave her bottom a gentle pat. “You can let go now, baby. You were such a good girl for me. I think you’ve earned a reward.”
Releasing her hold on her bottom cheeks, she peeked up at him. “What kind of reward?”
“The kind where Daddy eats that pretty pussy until you come all over my face.”
