9. NAOMI
Naomi stirred beneath the soft blankets, her heart pounding with anticipation. She couldn’t help but recall the intimate moments she had shared with Brody so far, each one leaving her craving more. Her thoughts were consumed by him—his warm embrace, his sea salt and sage scent, and the way he looked at her as though she was the only woman in the world.
Of course, things were moving faster than she ever thought possible. But once she had broken one rule, everything had kind of . . . spiraled.
The truth was, Naomi had come to Little Rock because she had known, deep down, that she was ready to start exploring her kinky side. She had just needed that push. To let her know that she was “allowed” to do it.
And Brody, with his clear boundaries and support, had certainly given her that push.
“I want more,” she whispered to herself greedily. Slipping out of bed, Naomi took a moment to admire her reflection in the mirror, feeling more confident and alive than she had in years.
It was ridiculous, really, that she was standing there in a diaper and yet for the first time in her life, she felt beautiful.
She wasn’t even sure that wearing diapers was for her. She had a feeling her Little might be around seven or eight. But she loved the fact she was experimenting. Each day she spent away from her controlling father was another step toward self-expression.
She decided not to wear one of her conservative dresses today. Instead, she found some pink overalls in Brodie’s storage boxes, and she put them on.
Downstairs, she found Brody sitting at the kitchen table, sipping his coffee and flipping through the newspaper. The sight of him, so calm and collected, sent shivers down her spine.
Taking a deep breath, she strode over and planted a tender kiss on his newly-shaved cheek.
“Good morning, Daddy,” she cooed, her voice dripping with sultry intent. “You look very smart after a shave.” She noticed a small scar on his chin and wondered whether he’d gotten that at the same time as his injury. He was such a brave man.
Brody looked up from his paper, a grin spreading across his face as he took in her flushed cheeks and eager expression. “Well, good morning, little one. You seem quite chipper today.”
Naomi bit her lip, her hands wringing together nervously. “I was thinking . . . maybe we could take the day off? I’ve been working so hard lately, and I’ve collected most of the samples I need now, ready for testing. And I just want to spend time together, you know . . . doing . . . sexy things.”
An amused glint appeared in Brody’s eyes, and he set his newspaper aside, giving her his full attention. “Is that so?” he asked, his voice low and teasing. “And what kind of sexy things did you have in mind?”
She hesitated for a moment before responding. “I want to submit to you completely.”
Brody took a thoughtful sip of his coffee, the sunlight streaming through the kitchen window casting a golden glow on his strong features.
“Naomi,” he said at last, setting down his cup with a gentle clink against the saucer. “You’re right that you’ve been working hard. You deserve a day off to let loose and have some fun.”
“Really?” she breathed, her eyes shining with hope.
“Absolutely,” he replied, a warm smile gracing his lips. “But instead of staying in, why don’t we make today even more special? I promise we’ll have time for all those sexy things you’re craving later, but first, I want to work on nurturing your Little side. The more that you can trust me as your Daddy, the more you can trust me as your Dom.”
It still felt so strange to hear Brody calling himself her Daddy. She didn’t know how long things were meant to last between them. When she went back to Texas, it would hardly be possible to keep things going long-distance . . .
But never mind about that. She had another week and a half here, and she wasn’t going to run it by over-thinking things.
“Okay, Daddy,” she said with a smile. “What did you have in mind?”
“Wait and see,” he said with a twinkle in his eye.
***
Brody parked the car and Naomi looked out of the window. A swarm of butterflies took flight in her stomach. In front of them was a huge red-brick building with the words LITTLE ROCK ADVENTURE LAND on it.
“Are you excited, babygirl?” Brody asked.
“Very,” Naomi admitted. “What is this place exactly?”
“You ever been to an adult soft play?” Brody asked, raising an eyebrow.
“No!” gasped Naomi. “I’ve never even been to a kids’ one!”
“Neither have I,” Brody confessed, “but I hear good things about this new place. So, we’ll be there for each other, exploring and discovering it together.”
Hand in hand, they entered the adult soft play area, immediately greeted by the sound of laughter and playful voices. Naomi scanned the faces to see if there was anyone she recognized here—maybe Birdie or Blake—but there wasn’t.
“Hey, Brody!” called out a blonde woman in a wheelchair. She had muscular arms and glowing cheeks. “Didn’t think I’d ever catch you here!” She wheeled up to them and held her hand out to Naomi. “Hi there. I’m Harper.”
Naomi smiled shyly. “Naomi. Good to meet you.”
Brody cleared his throat. “Naomi and I are . . . staying at the lighthouse together.”
Harper looked at them both, a half-smile playing upon her lips. “Interesting. Well, I hope you have fun here today. My Daddy, Riley, is here too—somewhere! I kinda lost him in the ball pit.” She laughed. “Better go look for him. See ya around!”
“See ya!” said Naomi.
Brody grinned at her. “You’ll never believe this, but I was in a fashion show with Harper a few months back.”
Naomi’s mouth gaped open. “You? In a fashion show?”
“I know what you’re thinking. Too handsome, right? Showed all the other models up?”
Naomi giggled. “Exactly.”
“Seriously, though. There’s this fashion designer in the town called Jade Bianchi. She does some really out there designs inspired by nature. You should check out her store. But a while back she put on a show for the town’s disabled residents, and I was invited to take part.”
Naomi frowned at him, trying to figure out if he was joking or not. He looked serious, so she said, “Well, well. Looks like there’s still a lot we have to learn about each other!”
Brody took her hand. “Including how we play together as Daddy and Little. You ready, babygirl?”
“Ready,” she said with a smile.
Naomi felt her heart race as they navigated through various rooms filled with oversized cushions, ball pits, and even a giant swing. She watched as Brody’s eyes lit up with curiosity, and she felt a surge of happiness knowing they were sharing this experience.
“Go on, give it a try,” Brody encouraged her, pointing to a large slide that led into a pool of foam blocks.
“Okay!” Naomi agreed, giggling as she climbed up and slid down with a burst of laughter, landing in the soft foam below. Brody soon followed, his laughter mixing with hers as they playfully tossed foam blocks at each other.
“Brody! Naomi! Come join us!” Harper called from a nearby trampoline, where a few locals were bouncing and laughing together. Harper was sitting on it in fits of laughter, while a man who was presumably her Daddy bounced next to her, causing her to jiggle around all over the place.
As they made their way over, Naomi reveled in the way Brody’s hand remained intertwined with hers. She loved that he wasn’t hiding his affection for her. He squeezed her hand gently, and she looked up at him, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before turning back to the fun.
“Are we okay with this?” she whispered. “People seeing us together?”
Brody leaned in to her ear. “I am if you are.”
“I am.”
“Good. Because I’m proud to be seen with you.”
Naomi’s heart raced as she and Brody climbed onto the trampoline. She watched Brody bounce on the trampoline, his muscular body moving with a grace and agility that sent shivers down her spine. She eagerly joined him, their laughter filling the air as they bounced together.
“Higher!” Brody called out playfully. As they leaped through the air, their eyes met, and Naomi felt a jolt of electricity run through her body.
“Higher!” Naomi echoed excitedly.
“You two are naturals at this!” Harper called out happily.
They bounced for a long time, but finally, Naomi thought they should try something else. There were so many things to explore here, after all.
“Alright, little one,” Brody said, reaching out a hand to steady her as they stepped off the trampoline. “What do you want to explore next?”
“Let’s try that huge tube slide over there!” Naomi suggested.
Together, they made their way to the towering structure.
“Are you scared?” Brody teased, a hint of mischief in his voice.
“Maybe a little,” Naomi admitted. “It’s looks even bigger from up close. But I know you’ll be right there with me.”
“Always,” he promised, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead before helping her climb the steps to the top of the slide.
As they reached the summit, Naomi took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of Brody’s presence beside her.
“Sit on my lap,” Brody urged her.
She did as she was told. With a final glance at each other, they pushed off, racing down the slide, their gasps mingling with the rush of adrenaline coursing through their veins.
“Did you enjoy that?” Brody asked as they reached the bottom, his arm wrapping around her waist.
“Absolutely!” Naomi squealed. “I haven’t felt this alive in years!”
“Good,” he murmured, his fingers tracing light circles on her hip. “Because there’s so much more I want to show you, both here and . . . later tonight.”
The promise in his words sent a shudder down her spine.
“Let’s keep exploring then,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire as she pressed close against him.
***
“Today was amazing,” Naomi sighed, leaning her head against Brody’s shoulder as they walked back to the lighthouse. They had gone for an evening walk on the beach once they’d got back, and it had been beautiful to see the sunset. “Thank you for taking me out like that.”
“I loved it,” Brody replied, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple. “And I loved meeting your Little, too.”
“Me too,” Naomi admitted.
“Now, I believe I promised you we’d have time for some sexy things later, didn’t I?”
Naomi felt warmth spreading through her body at his words. “You did,” she whispered, her heart racing.
Once inside the lighthouse, Brody led her up the stairs and into his bedroom. He lit some candles, which cast flickering shadows on the walls. He spread out a soft blanket on the bed, alongside an array of plush toys and a pacifier.
“Is this all right?” Brody asked, his voice tender as he looked down at Naomi, gauging her reaction.
“More than all right,” she breathed, her eyes wide as she took in the scene before her.
“Good,” he murmured, guiding her to sit on the edge of the bed. “I want to take care of you tonight, little one. Let me be your Daddy and make you feel safe and loved.”
Naomi nodded, her heart swelling with affection as she allowed herself to slip into her Little role. She picked up the pacifier, tentatively placing it between her lips and looking up at Brody for approval. His eyes softened, and he nodded encouragingly.
“Such a good girl,” he praised, running his fingers through her hair. “Now, let’s get you into something more comfortable.” He produced a soft, baby-pink onesie from a nearby drawer and helped her change into it.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice muffled by the pacifier as she snuggled against him.
“Of course, my sweet girl,” he replied, his arms wrapping protectively around her. “Now, let me show you just how much I care about you.”
Naomi’s eyes fluttered closed as Brody’s lips met hers in a tender, passionate kiss. She felt her body respond to his touch, their shared intimacy deepening as they continued to explore the dynamic between them—the nurturing care of a Daddy Dom and the vulnerability of his Little.
“Are you ready for more, little one?” Brody asked, his voice husky as he gazed into her eyes.
“Please,” she murmured, arching her back in anticipation. “I need you, Daddy. I need you as my Dom now.”
Brody’s fingers trailed down Naomi’s spine, sending shivers through her body as they settled at the waistband of her onesie. Her breath hitched in anticipation, her pulse quickening under his touch.
“Good,” he said. “I think you’re ready for that. But you know we’re not going to have sex, don’t you?”
Naomi nodded. “Yes, Daddy. I trust you.”
“Good girl.” Brody slowly unzipped her onesie, revealing her bare skin beneath, and guided her to lie on the soft bedspread.
“Close your eyes, sweetheart,” he instructed, and Naomi obeyed without hesitation. She felt the weight of a blindfold being placed over her eyes.
Brody’s hands roamed over her body, teasing and exploring every inch of her sensitive skin. His fingertips traced the outline of her breasts, making her gasp as he pinched her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The mixture of pleasure and pain sent waves of arousal coursing through her veins.
“Such a responsive little thing, aren’t you?” Brody murmured, his breath hot against her neck.
Naomi whimpered, unable to form words as her mind swam with need for him.
With a soft clink of metal, Brody fastened a pair of handcuffs around her wrists, securing them to the headboard. Naomi’s heart pounded in her chest as she tugged gently at the restraints, testing their hold.
“Remember our safeword, little one,” Brody reminded her, his hand stroking her hair reassuringly.
“Whalebone,” she whispered, feeling the comfort of knowing that she could stop any time she needed to.
“Good girl.” Brody rewarded her with a deep, possessive kiss, stealing away any lingering doubts she may have had. His tongue danced with hers, leaving her breathless and aching for more.
As Brody’s fingers slipped between her thighs, teasing her slick heat, Naomi arched her back in response to his skilled touch. He explored her with deliberate slowness, drawing out every moan and gasp as he built her pleasure higher and higher.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged, squirming against the restraints as her need for release grew unbearable. “I can’t take it anymore.”
“Such a hungry little girl,” Brody teased, his voice husky with desire. “But you’ve been so good today, haven’t you? I think you’ve earned it.”
With that, he pressed a small, buzzing toy against her clit, sending her over the edge as waves of ecstasy washed over her.
Naomi cried out, her body shaking as the intensity of her almost immediate orgasm left her breathless. She felt as if a huge beam of light was firing out of her chest, out across the ocean, like she had become a lighthouse, somehow.
As her senses returned, she felt Brody’s lips on her neck, placing gentle kisses along her pulse point. “You did so well, sweetheart,” he praised, his voice warm and soothing. “Now, let me take care of you.”
Naomi felt the handcuffs being released, her arms freed from their restraints. She clung to Brody, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax. As the blindfold was removed, she blinked up at him, her eyes filled with love and trust.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice soft and vulnerable.
“Thank you for trusting me, little one,” he replied, his gaze tender as he kissed her forehead.
As their mouths melded and tongues danced, Naomi felt an overwhelming sense of intimacy that surpassed any act of intercourse they could have shared. “Now it’s your turn, Daddy,” she said.
Brody smiled. “Not yet, sweetheart,” he replied. “Soon, but not yet.”
Naomi nodded. “I understand, Daddy,” she said. “You’re in charge. And I’ll wait.”