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Not even the toy box or art station against the wall directly ahead of her held her interest.
“Is everything okay?” Lana asked.
“Yeah. I’m just… well… I don’t have a lot of experience with… men.” She gave it a few seconds for her words to sink in before adding, “And when I saya lot of experience,I mean I don’t haveany experience.”
Recognition flashed in Iris’s eyes. “Oh. That’s no big deal. Nothing to be ashamed of.”
“She’s right,” Lana said, taking hold of Cami’s hand. “Everyone moves at their own pace. And that’s okay. In fact, if you’re still not ready, you don’t?—”
“Oh, I’m ready!” Cami said a bit too eagerly, causing her to blush.
The other women laughed.
“I’m just afraid, I guess. He’s seen me naked. But that was when he was getting me dressed and stuff. This will be different. What if he realizes how chunky I am and can’t go through with it and…” She sighed and hung her head.
“You are gorgeous,” Iris told her.
“I’m fat.”
Iris and Lana both shook their heads.
“No. You’re perfectly you,” Lana said. “A gorgeous, strong woman.”
Cami smiled, but inside, she was still feeling that same self-doubt she seemed to always carry. “Obviously I dreamed of… it… happening. But I never thought a Daddy would want me. Thereare so many skinny, model-looking girls around and then there’s me. I just see myself as?—”
The looks on Iris and Lana’s faces said it all.
“Oh. He’s behind me again, isn’t he?”
“Yeah,” Lana said apologetically. “He snuck in while you were talking.”
For a moment, Cami worried she was in for another spanking. But after slowly turning around to look at Daddy as he stood over her—wearing nothing but his gray sweat shorts—she realized that wasn’t the case at all.
He had a ravenous hunger in her eyes that told her she was in for something entirely different.
And it was going to be wonderful.
Chapter 23
“Daddy’s going to show you just how beautiful you are, little girl.”
The words made Cami’s heart to skip a beat. Her breath caught in her throat, making a response impossible.
She didn’t need words, though. Surely he knew what he was doing to her. Her body was showing it.
Chest palpitating. Legs trembling as they were wrapped around his waist. A desperate, pleading look in her eyes.
Cami cooed softly as Isaiah continued to kiss up and down her neck.
And then he stopped.
The self-doubt came roaring back.
Oh great. Holding me made him realize just how big I actually am. He doesn’t want me now.
But the intrusivve thoughts disappeared again when she saw the look in his eyes as he placed her feet on the floor before the bed, stepped back, and looked her up and down.
He wasn’t just looking at her, she realized.
