Page 26 of Saving Little Jenna
The concerned look on his face turned into a bright smile as he pulled me in closer on his lap, rubbing his cheek against mine. "My baby girl is so silly. I've made up my mind a long time ago that this is what I want. I want- no, Ineedto be your Daddy to be a happy man. This isn't a test. It's just one among the countless fun playdates we're gonna have. You know what, I know just what you need."
"Oh, what's that?" I asked as he maneuvered me in his lap such that I was facing him with my legs wrapped around his waist.
His posture turned confident as he pushed his chest forward and sat up straight with his hands on my face. "It's times like these when you need your Daddy the most. Your thoughts are too much for you to handle and they're causing you discomfort. You need to stop overthinking. It's time you give control to Daddy and slip into your Little headspace."
He looked into my eyes and the mere dominance in his stare was enough to make me squirm in his lap. I turned my head away as my cheeks turned red.
"Who reads you bedtime stories and bathes you every day while you play with your toys?" He asked, turning my head back to face him. "Whom do you come to when the world's problems become too much to handle? Who changes your diapees each day? So tell me then. Who's your Daddy, sweetheart?"
Daddy knew just what I needed. I wanted him to take it all away and take care of all my worries. All I had to do was be my genuine self and behave. I had to be a good girl for Daddy and in return, he would give me all his love and affection.
"You are," I said in a very Little cadence as I put a thumb in my mouth and began sucking on it. "You are my Daddy and always will be. You're the best Daddy in the whole world because you take care of me so well."
“Ding-dong! Right answer.”
When he booped my nose, I giggled and took the quick peck he gave on my lips.
When he sat me on the bed and walked over to the dresser, I couldn't bear the distance between us. I needed his touch and so I stood up, waddling towards him with my arms flailing about in the air.
When he turned around with Doggo and a binky in his hands, my face lit up. "Look, Daddy! I walk!"
I was so deep in my Little headspace, I felt like a baby taking her first steps, proudly showing off my achievement to Daddy. When he handed me Doggo and put the binky in my mouth, it was all too much too soon. Daddy's warm smile, the stuffie in my hand, and the pacifier in my mouth showed me I was loved and cared for. I was as Little as I was ever going to be, which caused me to stop waddling and fall towards the floor. The need to crawl was immense, but Daddy caught me halfway through.
"Careful, sweetheart." Daddy put a hand beneath my bottom and soon he was carrying me back to bed. "You'll hurt yourself. You can crawl all you like once you're bathed and in the living room."
The idea of Daddy bathing me was all I needed to begin cooing and wiggling.
"You know what we're gonna do today, sweet pea?" He asked, laying soft kisses on my forehead. "I'll watch you play with your toys while I cook some breakfast. Then we're gonna do some coloring before lunch. We'll build blocks and play to your heart's content until you're ready for a nap. And then we'll…"
I couldn't pay attention to his words any longer. The excitement of playing with Daddy all day long was far too much for me to handle. I bounced on the bed and did a little dance, clapping my hands wildly and turning into a ball of energy.
"Looks like my baby is just as excited," he said and scooped me up in his arms. "Off to bath for the baby. We'll have you diapered and smelling nice with some baby powder after."
"Dada!" I said and rested my head on his shoulder, watching him from the corner of my eye as he carried me to the bathroom.
I had regressed so far that there was nothing sexual about Daddy undressing us and then scanning my naked body head to toe. When he tried getting me into the bathtub, I refused to let go of Doggo.
"He doesn't like getting wet, sweetheart." He tried taking Doggo away from me, but I held onto it tightly. "You can hold him all day long once you're dry and dressed."
"No, Daddy," I said as he took the binky out of my mouth. "He told me he's scared of being alone. He needs to know that I love him, just like the way you love me."
I didn't mind using the L-word. He hadn't said it loud, but deep down I knew it was what he felt for me.
"Aw, you're such a kind-hearted girl." He stroked my head. "He can sit on the floor where he can still see you."
When I nodded, he took Doggo out of my hand and put him on the floor facing us.
Once we were both in the bathtub, instead of rubbing me with a washcloth like he usually did, he just sat there watching me play with squeaky toys. His happiness came from watching me happy. He watched me with a smile that said he had all the time in the world.
Soon I was on the changing table in the nursery, hugging Doggo and sucking on my binky. Daddy offered me two choices of diapers, one had little wolves on them and the other had bears. I touched the one with little wolves because they reminded me of Michael. Daddy nodded and took some baby wipes.
When he gently wiped my opening, I knew I would turn wet if he lingered too long. But when I stopped feeling his touch, I instinctively grabbed onto his hand by closing my legs and began humping it wildly. The moment I realized I didn't want our first playdate to turn sexual, I stopped. It would be unfair to influence his decision just in case he was still making up his mind about being a Daddy.
"Sorry, Daddy." I smiled down at him sheepishly. "My instincts kicked in."
"No need to apologize, darling." He moved over to wiping my crack, causing me to suppress a moan. "Good girls deserve to be rewarded and you've been the best. If you need your Daddy to make you feel good down there, just say so. So, do you need your Daddy right now, Jenna?"
I was glad he had brought it up. There were times when I was in my headspace that I needed Daddy to give me release, but telling him was the only way he'd know when. I was ready to open up to him about my needs once our first playdate was out of the way.
