Page 12 of Swing and a Little Miss

When I was naked before him, his gaze traveled over me with unmistakable desire. “You have no idea how much I want you, sweetheart.” He tried to keep his eyes mostly on my face, but I caught the glances down to my breasts…and what was hiding below.

Each stolen glance was like a physical touch that warmed my skin.

The tub had filled with a mountain of bubbles and was just shy of overflowing. He quickly shut off the faucet and tested the temperature one more time before turning back to me with an outstretched hand. "Your bath awaits, baby girl."

The water was perfect as I lowered into it. My muscles were slightly sore from the game, so the heat instantly soothed them. I sank down into the bubbles with a contented sigh as the scent of strawberries enveloped me. “Mmm, that feels nice.”

Royce knelt beside the tub and rolled up his sleeves, revealing strong forearms dusted with dark hair. He was still fully dressed while I was naked and vulnerable in my bubble bath. Something about that dramatic power dynamic made my insides flutter with arousal. "Comfortable?" His fingers trailed through the bubbles, creating little paths that quickly closed again.

"Perfect." I let my head rest against the back wall as I fully relaxed. "Thank you, Daddy."

The word slipped out naturally, and the smile that spread across his face told me it was exactly the right thing to say.

I reached for the ledge where my faithful pink rubber duck waited to take a swim with me in the frothy water.

Royce pushed the duck with his finger. "Who’s your friend?"

"Mr. Quackers. He keeps me company." I squeezed the duck's bottom to make it squeak. "He's a very good swimmer."

Royce watched me with a gentle smile expression that made my heart squeeze.

I dunked my duck underwater, then released him to bob back to the surface. "He's training for the Olympics." I created an improvised obstacle course of bubbles for Mr. Quackers to navigate.

"Very impressive form." Royce chuckled as he dipped his fingers into the water and created small waves for the duck to ride.

Royce leaned closer, his breath warm against my wet shoulder. "I brought some toys for you, too. Would you like to see them?"

"Presents?" The excitement that bubbled up in me was genuine and uncomplicated. "I love presents."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Royce stepped out of the bathroom while I sank deeper into the bubbles, letting them tickle my chin. The warm water embraced me and lulled me into my happy place.

I lazily moved my legs and watched the bubbles move and come back together. The strawberry scent filled my nostrils and made me a little bit hungry.

Royce returned a moment later with his gym bag in hand. "I hope this is what you had in mind when you told me to bring toys."

My curiosity was piqued, and I sat up straighter. The bubbles slid down my chest, exposing my breasts to the open air, but I didn’t care about nudity. I only cared about presents.

Royce's eyes tracked my movement before deliberately returning to my face as a flush crept up his neck.

"I like all kinds of toys."

He reached into the bag and pulled out a collection of colorful bath toys. A blue dolphin, a green turtle with moving flippers, and a purple octopus with tentacles that could squirt water.

"Oh my gosh!" I reached for them with grabby hands, genuinely delighted to see them. They were perfect. "They're amazing!"

Royce beamed, obviously pleased by my reaction. "I saw them and thought of you immediately." He handed me the dolphin first, and I sent it diving through the bubbles to meet Mr. Quackers.

"They're gonna be best friends!" I made the dolphin do a backflip that splashed water over the edge of the tub.

"Careful there, little girl." Royce laughed as he wiped water from his face. “You need to make room for a whole zoo in there.” He handed me the other toys, and I played with them too.

"This is the best bath ever!" I arranged my new aquatic friends in formation with Mr. Quackers as their leader. “They’re gonna want to stay in here extra long to play.”

"I'm glad you like them." Royce's voice had softened, and his eyes crinkled at the corners. "But I brought one more thing. Something a little...different."

The shift in his tone made my pussy tingle. He meant a different kind of toy.

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