Page 26 of Bash

“Bye! Love you! Text me later!” she yelled over Blade’s shoulders and he carried her out of my nursery.

I hoped I had very sexy things to tell her later.

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“Okay, Allybaby. I’m all done working out,” Bash said, lifting me from the playpen in his home gym. “Daddy’s going to take a shower. Do you want to go to your nursery, or do you want to go to the bathroom with Daddy?” Daddy had a rule about me wandering the house when he wasn’t able to keep an eye on me. Usually I played in my room with a baby gate across my door as a reminder not to leave the room until Daddy came and got me, or I played on the floor in Daddy’s big bathroom. When he worked out, he kept me in a large playpen. I could easily step over the sides, but I wasn’t allowed to. Daddy would get me out when he was done with his workout.

“The bathroom with you, Daddy.”

“Good plan, I like when you’re close to me, Little one. Pick some babies to bring with you,” he reminded me.

I picked two babies and blankets out before Daddy lifted me in his arms and carried me up the stairs and into his bedroom. He walked into the closet. “Grab Daddy a shirt and some shorts, Allybaby.”

I grabbed a shirt that saidDaddy AFand some running shorts off the hanger.

“Good choice!” he praised before carrying me into the bathroom and setting me on the cozy rug away from the large shower.

“What are the rules, Little one?”

“No leaving the bathroom unless it’s on fire,” I sassed.

He laughed and booped me on the nose. “Sassy girl.”

I grinned and he kissed my forehead before setting up the shower. It was the same thing every day. He’d hang his clean clothes over the towel rack, step inside the shower, and then toss his dirty clothes over the glass doors before turning on the water.

I set my babies on the ground and covered their faces with the blankets. “I’m not tryin’ to suffocate you, I just dun think you wanna see what’s gonna happens next,” I whispered to them.

“Did you say something, Allybaby?” Daddy asked, shutting the water off so he could hear me.

“No, Daddy.”

He turned the water back on and I stood, stripping off my dress and training panties. Tiptoeing across the floor, I slowly opened the glass door and stepped inside.

The draft must have given me away because Daddy turned quickly and then smiled at me when he saw me. He’d been rinsing his hair. I watched the water roll down his lean body and wished I was one of those drops of water.

Oh, fuck. He was beautiful. His chest was broad, his arms and legs sculpted, his chest chiseled and fussy. My eyes landed on his cock. It was semi-erect and curved upward. It was also huge—girthy and long.

“You have very big eyes, Little girl.”

“You have a very big penis,” I said.

Daddy threw his head back and laughed and I basked in the happy sound.

“Come here, let me look at you,” he said, reaching for my hand.

I closed the distance between us.

“Fuck me, you’re beautiful.”

I ducked my head, but he was fast and caught my chin.

“No, look at me, baby.”

I did.

“Good girl.”

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