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His balls slapped her ass cheeks, and the room was filled with the wet sounds of their lovemaking. The sound of two bodies meeting in a heated moment.

The sound of love.

He knew they both couldn't last much longer. They'd been wanting this since the moment they'd laid eyes on each other.

She came first.

"Daddy, I'm gonna—“ Her eyes pinched shut. "Daddy! Yes!" She cried out in ecstasy. Her entire body quaked as she thrashed her head from side to side.

The sight of her shook him to his core. The pressure inside him exploded. His body went stiff. He shot his seed deep into her, filling her up, stamping her as his baby girl. Then and forever.

They both collapsed, the weight of their lovemaking taking a toll.

They snuggled close, her head nuzzling into his chest.

That was exactly how they fell asleep that night.

Both knew it was just the first night of many.

Chapter Ten

Daisy cooed softly as she lay atop her bed.

It was the following morning and she was eager to have a great day with Daddy.

She was completely naked—a fact that normally would have embarrassed her beyond belief. Yet somehow, with Wyatt, it just felt right. He’d seen it all last night, anyway.

“I’m going to lift that little bottom up so I can slide a diaper beneath it,” he said in a gentle, loving tone.

She was melting.

She was too lost in Little bliss to respond beyond a whimper. But the grin on her face told Wyatt she was just fine with whatever he needed to do to tend to her needs.

The thick diaper rustled loudly as he unfolded it. He’d dreamed for so long of having a Little to care for that he could hardly believe it was actually happening. Was this just one of those fantasies? It sure could be. Because Daisy was just like the precious Little he’d yearned for. The one he’d dreamed of day in and day out. She had every one of those qualities: sweet, submissive, kind, and adorable!

He knew, though, that this was no mere fantasy. This was real. Fate had brought them together back in Georgia. He wasn’t about to squander the opportunity, either.

He wrapped an arm around her legs and hoisted her upward, being gentle, while he slid the disposable garment beneath her.

“You’re being such a good girl, honey. Don’t make tinkles until this diapee is on you, sweetie. I know you’re in Little Space, but just wait a minute.”

She giggled and kicked her legs a little.

He got the baby lotion, spread some delicately between her legs, taking the time to massage it in, and then sent a poof of baby powder on her most sensitive parts.

He realized he needed to move faster. As lost in Little Space as Daisy was, she might make tinkles at any moment.

With a smile plastered across his chiseled face, he worked the four tapes on the diaper, fastening it securely around her waist.

He patted the front and said, “There you go, honey. Now, let’s pick out the perfect outfit—”

“Daddy!” she cried. “I’m making tinkles in my diapee!”

Wyatt chuckled as the sound of the rushing liquid reached his ears. She looked adorable as she raised her hands and covered her face bashfully.

He gave her a few seconds to finish. The front of her nappy was dark and heavy now as he poked it with his finger, feeling the squishy plastic and cotton.

“Aww, honey, I told you it was coming. But there’s no need to be embarrassed. I’ll change you in a minute. Right now, I think I need to hold you.”

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