Chapter 25
CHAPTER 25
M y heart burst with excitement and then five seconds later, it sunk. It must be a record or something. I hugged her again so she wouldn’t read the sadness in my face.
She squealed and hugged me back.
Josh took her arm. She let go and waved. “We’ll have a play date soon, okay?”
I nodded, but didn’t say anything. I was too busy keeping the tears in my eyes from falling.
I settled back against the back of the chair and surveyed the place. A rolling cart of desserts rolled up to us by a waiter in a black bodysuit with scribbles of BDSM words dancing in the black light. Another server arranged a tea set on the table in front of us.
The waiter poured me a cup of tea. “Sugar?”
“Yes, please.” He dropped a cube of sugar and held up the creamer.
“Milk?”
I nodded. I picked up the little spoon and stared at my tea. My eyes grew big when every dessert on the cart was placed before me.
“Oh, goodness.” I dropped the spoon and looked up at Kyler. “I can’t possibly finish all of this. Maybe half.”
I looked around the room. Every table had the same arrangement. I rubbed my tummy. Cries of delight and applause broke out in the room. Some littles didn’t wait to show their appreciation, they dug in much to the chagrin on their Daddies and Mommies faces. Two littles were pulled over their Daddy's knee and spanked loudly and soundly in front of everyone. My stomach dropped.
Kyler took my hand. I looked up at him. “You may have a bite of each and then pick your favorite to finish.” He squeezed my hand. “Enjoy each bite, little one.”
I looked back at the desserts. “Which is your favorite?”
“Oh, I don’t know.” He shrugged. “I’m partial to the chocolate and peanut butter cake. But they are all amazing.” He pointed to a chocolate sphere with a hole in the top where a peanut butter mousse had squeezed out the top.
I cracked the chocolate with my spoon and revealed the cake and mouse inside. I giggled, scooped up a big spoon full and took a bite. It was rich and smooth. I groaned and leaned back. It was delicious. I eyed the other deserts. Two pies, a decadent chocolate, and raspberry dessert, and a cheesecake with green and blue swirls finished out the sweet treats. I tasted them all before pushing the chocolate and peanut butter toward Kyler.
“For you, Daddy.”
He grinned and leaned in to kiss my lips. Chocolate and peanut butter lingered on his tongue. It was my favorite, too, but I wanted to make Kyler happy. I picked the cheesecake and Kyler, and I ate our dessert in silence.
My attention was pulled from one table to another. You could tell who the good little girls and boys were and who were the brats. About sixty people in all. Near the front side table, a group of littles all sat together. They had extra attendants standing by the wall behind them.
Kyler leaned over. “Those are littles who don’t have caregivers but still come to the monthly events to play.”
“Where are the Daddies and Mommies with no littles?” I frowned. “Can you just put those two tables together and then everyone will have someone?”
“For some people, age play is just that. It’s play, but not part of their everyday life.” Kyler put his hand on his knee and squeezed.
I turned back to the table of littles. They giggled and squirmed in their seats. The attendants were attentive, taking one by the hand and walked them out of the room. Another refereed a fight between two littles who went after the same desert.
“Some people just come here for a release.” Kyler whispered. “A way to let go for a little while, because their everyday life doesn’t offer them that opportunity.”
I had wanted a forever Daddy for so long and now that I had him, I was going to have to say goodbye.
He kissed the side of my head, and it brought tears to my eyes. I didn’t want to ruin the night, but I had to talk to Kyler. Let him know our time was coming to an end.
I stiffened and turned to face him.
“Hey sweetie. Why the sad face?” He cupped my check. “Don’t worry. Everyone is here tonight because they want to be. Look at how happy they are.”
“I have to talk to you, but I don’t want to ruin this night more than I already have.” Maybe I wasn’t the good girl I thought I was.
“Rayna, what’s wrong?” He pushed a stray hair behind my ear. “You haven’t ruined anything.”
I blinked back tears.
“Please, Daddy.” I pulled his hand down and into my lap. “I want to enjoy tonight, but then we have to talk.”
Kyler’s eyes blinked as he searched my face for answers, but then the confusion dissipated like a puff of smoke. He smiled at me, leaned in and kissed me, and nodded.
“Finish your cheesecake.” He pointed to my plate. “The entertainment is about to begin.”
His plate had one more bite. He gathered it in his fork and then fed it to me. I savored the taste on my tongue until it disappeared. Kyler leaned in and licked my bottom lip and deepened the kiss, savoring me.
“Yummy.” He whispered against my lips as the lights blinked. To my right, near the littles table, a stage lit up. Littles took off toward the front of the stage as a band of four played. Dancers came out in ornate costumes and moved across the stage like they were on ice. Others swung from the rafters.
“Oh, wow.” A short woman dressed in all black did an elaborate ninja fighting type dance across the stage.
“You can get close.” Kyler pulled my chair out. I kissed his cheek and got closer to the stage. The dance got more elaborate and dangerous. The performers had every person in the room enthralled. Except for Kyler. Everyone time I looked back to see if he was enjoying the show, his sad eyes were focused on me.
He knew. I was about to break his heart.
* * *
Watching Rayna tonight was the highlight of our time together. She fell right into little space among the other littles. She didn’t want the night to end. Neither did I.
“Did you have fun?” I held her hand and squeezed as we rode up in the elevator.
“It was so cool.” She bounced on her feet. “Did you see the ninja dancers? Was that for me? So cool.” Her euphoria was contagious. I wasn’t sure if it was the sugar rush or the excitement of the evening. “Patrick, did you see the show? Wasn’t it amazing?”
Patrick grinned back at Rayna.
But she didn’t wait for his answer. “And Daddy, the tea tasted more like hot chocolate, but nothing I’d ever tasted before. Did you like the show, Daddy?”
“I did.”
“Is it different every time?” She frowned. It didn’t last long. “I need to get me a harness so I can fly through the air like that, real ninja style.” She gave a one-sided kick and karate chop as we reached the top floor.
Patrick stepped out and scanned the hallway. He motioned for us to follow. She let go of my hand and proceeded to run down the hall toward our apartment.
When did I start thinking of it as ours? “Don’t run, Rayna.”
She skidded to a stop and gave the air more of her karate moves. Patrick chuckled. I glared at him, but he didn’t stop. I had been too lacks with my staff lately. They were no longer afraid of me. The scowl I wore for years had been replaced with something else.
Contentment.
No, it was more than content. It was happiness. I was happy. Rayna made me happy.
I chuckled and caught up with Rayna.
“Shh.” I flattened myself against the wall. “We must be in stealth mode. You don’t know who’s listening or watching.” I looked up and down the hallway.
Rayna flattened herself next to me and loud whispered. “Who’s watching?”
“I think it’s the Russians.” I gestured towards Patrick. “There’s one right now.” I grabbed Rayna and pressed her against me. “Kiss me, so they can’t see our faces.”
Rayna stood on her toes and reached her hands around my neck. I turned her back against the wall. I deepened the kiss and felt her body relax against me. A little moan escaped as Patrick opened the apartment door to do his walk through. I leaned back and waited for Rayna to regain her composure.
“I think he’s gone.” I whispered in her ear and kissed it. “But be careful.” I looked back down the hall. “They could be anywhere.”
I flattened back against the wall.
“Stay close.” Rayna scooted toward the door. She peaked in and then grabbed my hand. We proceeded down the hall to our room, our steps quiet and careful.
We stepped in the bedroom, and I grabbed Rayna by the waist, lifted her, and scurried to the other side of the bed before kneeling with her in my arms.
“Woo, that was close.” She peaked over the bed. “I think we got away.” The door to my room closed.
Rayna gasped. “Do you think they locked us in here?” She turned to me. Her big brown eyes, the size of saucers, stared up at me.
I didn’t answer her; I kissed her instead. A desperate kiss. It could be our last time for a while, and I wanted it to last. I pulled back.
Rayna touched her swollen lips. The game in her head was over. She blinked and left little space as she pulled at the buttons of my shirt. I unzipped her dress and pushed it off her shoulders, exposing her little tits. As she continued to work on my shirt, I laid wet kisses over her breast. I sucked on her right nipple.
She was all tangled in her dress and trying to undress me. I sat her on the edge of the bed and pulled the rest of her dress off. I stood up and removed my shirt. Rayna made quick work of my pants and underwear as my hard cock greeted her.
“May I touch you, Daddy?” She didn’t wait for my answer. I didn’t care. She wrapped her hand around me and squeezed.
“Ohhh.” I groaned and watched as she stroked my shaft.
“Can I taste you?” She peered up at me with those soulful eyes. This time, she waited.
“Yes, and thank you for asking my little Rayn Drop.” I bopped her nose, and she grinned before opening wide and taking me into her mouth. She released her hands and wrapped her arms around my legs and pulled me close.
God, her mouth felt amazing, all tight and warm. My eyes drifted close, and the sensation overtook my senses. She took me all the way in, my cock encased by her warmth. She groaned, and the vibration tickled my balls. She slid off my cock as if sensing I was close and stroked it.
I opened my eyes and watched her. The way she bit her lips when she concentrated on something important. The innocence in her eyes, which played directly against her dirty side, she discovered since being with me. She was the best kind of submissive without even knowing it. Curious, generous and ready to please. She was the same in her everyday life. Ironically, it was those traits that brought her to me in the first place. I couldn’t lose her, even if it meant I had to let her go for a while.
She ran her nails up and down the back of my thighs and took me back into her mouth. I had no time to warn her. I groaned and held her on my cock. My balls erupted and I exploded down her throat. She didn’t resist or pull back. She blinked up at me and my release continued until I was unable to see anything but the aura of love my little girl had for me.
It was going to be okay.
Rayna laid small kisses up and down my shaft until I stopped shaking. I crawled into bed and collapsed on my back. “Come up here, Rayna.” My voice cracked on her name. I cleared my throat. She turned around and peaked over the side of the bed. Her big eyes blinked a few times before she closed them.
She pushed herself up and crawled into the bed next to me, feeling for me.
“What are you doing?” I grabbed her hand.
“Pretending I’m blind.” She collapsed on her side, facing away from me. She nuzzled into the crook of my arm and rested her head on my shoulder.
“And why are you pretending to be blind?” I kissed the back of her head.
“Because I have to tell you something, and I don’t want to see your sad eyes.” I could feel her pouting.
“You want to go back to school?” My job was to make things easy for her. There’s nothing I won’t do for my little girl. “I was thinking you could ride back to the east coast with Tyler.”
“When’s he leaving?”
“I could make him wait until Sunday.”
“Sunday? That’s in two days” She turned in my arms. “You trying to get rid of me?”
“No.” I chuckled. “You must finish what you started and get your degree. I understand that.”
“And, what about us?” She sat up.
“I’ll always be here.” I pinched her chin. “It’s only a year, right?”
“Uhm, I guess.” She clicked her thumb and forefinger back and forth. It reminded me of the day I met her. I grabbed her hand and kissed it.
“What would you like to do your last day in Vegas?” Confident my legs would hold me. I rolled out of bed and stood up. Rayna crawled across the bed after me. She reached for me, in her ruffled panties and one patent leather boot and her socks askew. I grabbed her legs and pulled back.
“Woah.” She giggled.
I pulled off her other shoe and both her socks. I blew a raspberry on her stomach.
“Daddy.” She squealed. “That tickles.”
I kissed across her stomach, and down the side of her hip as I pulled her panties down.
“You are so beautiful.” I continued with wet kisses. I kissed down her leg and up her inner thigh. I ran my lips across her smooth seam and inhaled her scent. “I’m going to miss you so much.”
“You promise?” Her voice was so childlike, I almost caved. She may want me to declare my undying love for her and demand she stay with her Daddy, but I wasn’t going to do it. She would hate me for it later.
“Oh, Rayna,” I stood and pulled her into my arms. “I love you more than anything in the world.”
She gasped and hugged my neck. “I love you, too.” She whispered in my ear and then pulled back. She searches my face. “I don’t — “
“Going back to school,” I interrupted her. “It’s something you have to do?”
She pouted but slowly nodded her head.
“Come on.” I kissed the side of her neck. “Let’s take a bath and then we have to plan out our day tomorrow.”
“Our last day.” Her voice was so soft, I barely heard it. “I have to go potty.” She straightened her legs, and I put her down. She scurried off into the bathroom. She’d regressed younger than her typical little displayed.
Interesting.
I followed her into the bathroom. She closed the toilet room door behind her. I turned on the tub faucet and grabbed her bubbles and sat them on the side of the tub.
I knocked on the door to the toilet. “Sweetheart, I have to make a quick call. Put the bubbles in the tub, but wait for me before you get in, okay?”
“Okay.” she called out.
I walked back into the bedroom and out into the hallway. I found my phone and called Tyler.
He answered on the first ring.
“What?” He sounded tired, but wide awake. My little brother always had weird sleeping patterns. Even as a child. He could stay up late, but then never slept past seven am. I think he was afraid he’d miss out on something. He got his best sleep during his afternoon naps.
“I have a huge favor to ask.” He didn’t respond. “Wait until Sunday to go back.”
“Why?” His voice went up an octave. I could feel his anxiety through the phone.
“I want Rayna to fly back with you. I don’t want her to be alone or fly commercial.” Saying it out loud hurt my heart.
“You sending her away already?”
“Fuck, no.” I growled. “I …”
“I mean, she seems just your type. Why are you letting her go?” He grunted.
“I’m not letting her go.” I yelled and then looked down the hall to my closed door. I walked further into my apartment. “She needs to do this for herself, and I have to let her, or we have no kind of future together.”
“So, why don’t you go with her?” He asked.
“Because she didn’t ask me to.” I stared down at the lights of the Quadrangle.
“Well, Mr. Bossy, since when do you wait to be asked?” He was right about that.
“It has to be like this.” I sighed. “I can’t force her to be with me. No matter how much I want her all to myself, it doesn’t work like that. She has to choose to be with me and she will, when she’s ready.”
“You sure about that?” Tyler shut off the music playing in the background.
“Well, if she doesn’t, then I’ll just go back to being the lonely grumpy asshole you all know and love.” I shrugged. “Back to the way it was before.”
“I call bullshit.” Tyler laughed. “I saw the two of you together. There’s no way you’re going to let her go.”
He was right about. Rayna would still be under my protection, and I would keep a close eye on her from a distance.
What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.