Page 70 of Spoiling Lillian
When he climbs back between my legs, he’s on his knees. I love that he’s so comfortable with his body that he doesn’t even put underwear on. His cock is gorgeous. I like looking at it as much as he likes looking at me.
I shift my attention to the pouch as he opens it. It’s a deep purple color and looks like it came from someplace expensive. It’s too small to be a sex toy. At least, I think so. Maybe jewelry, but why would he buy me jewelry?
Sure enough, he removes a small matching purple box from the pouch, opens it, and tips it so I can see.
I gasp as my gaze lands on a gold necklace with a heart pendant. There are words on the pendant, but I can’t read them yet because it’s too small and the charm is spinning.
I push to sitting, my legs still straddling Bryson. “You got me a necklace?” I whisper.
He takes it out of the box, sets the locket in his palm, and holds it out for me. “Your fingers always come to your neck, so I thought you needed something to replace your pearls.”
My breath hitches as I read the inscription. Eyes on Daddy. My hand comes to my neck where that heart will rest when he puts it on me. Tears well in my eyes at his thoughtfulness. As I swipe them away, I sniffle.
He clears his throat. “I can’t tell you how long I deliberated over the inscription. I wasn’t sure if you’d want to wear something so blatantly kinky in public, and I’ll understand if you don’t. You can wear this at home, at Surrender, or when you visit Simone. I’ll get you something else for when we?—”
I reach up and cover his mouth with my hand, shaking my head. “It’s perfect. It’s the nicest thing anyone has ever bought me. I’m never taking it off. I don’t care what anyone thinks.”
Bryson’s hands shake as he unclasps the chain and reaches around my neck.
I pull my hair out of the way and tip my head forward.
As soon as the necklace is clasped, I feel the slight weight of it. It calms me. Maybe that’s ridiculous. It’s just a necklace. But it’s so much more than that.
I scramble onto my knees and wrap my arms around him, pressing my body along his before I kiss all over his face. “Thank you, Daddy. If you don’t stop spoiling me, I might become one of those naughty Littles who expects toys and new crayons every week,” I joke.
He gives me a sweet kiss on the lips. “I’m always going to spoil you, Lils. It’s what Daddies do. But I don’t think a few vibrators and a necklace can be considered spoiling.”
I shake my head. “I was kidding about the crayons and toys. It’s not the material items that count. It’s the way you treat me. It’s how you hold and touch me. How you like to feed me and drive me where I need to go. It’s dragging me to the middle of the bed so you can snuggle me. It’s hiring people to make sure my mother isn’t coming after me. It’s caring about my sister and making sure I spend time with her. It’s so many things. I’m a very spoiled Little girl.”
Daddy swallows hard before he kisses me deeply. When he pulls back, he searches my gaze. “I meant what I said about getting you another necklace for when we go out. You won’t hurt my feelings if you don’t want to wear this one in public.”
“And I meant what I said, too. I’ll wear it with pride. It’s not coming off.”
Daddy grabs my face and kisses me senseless again before we tumble back onto the bed. His knee comes between my legs and presses against my clit. That’s all it takes for my eyes to roll back. Apparently, we’re going for another round.
I’m not complaining.
Chapter 28
Lillian
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There’s no reason for me to be nervous when Bryson and I arrive at Surrender on Friday night. I have a support system. Both Simone and Natasha will be with me. The last time I was here, I was meant to support Simone, but I didn’t stay too long. This time, it’s me who needs support as I enter the daycare as a Little for the first time.
Bryson has both hands on me at all times. He’s not as nervous as he was a few nights ago because I have assured him that he and I are tight no matter what happens. I’m not bothered by the fact that he’s going to scene with some other people to fulfill his sadistic needs, and he’s not bothered that I’m going to fulfill my Little side by playing in the daycare.
I fully intend to get into the role and enjoy myself. There’s no need for either of us to feel threatened.
I barely look around as we pass through the more intense sections of the club to get to the daycare. Simone and Natasha are waiting for me outside the area.
Excited to see them, I nearly take off running the last few yards to get to the gated area. But I come up short when Bryson snags the hem of my dress and hauls me back.
I giggle as he sweeps me off my feet and holds me chest-to-chest against him, leaving my feet dangling. I’m knowledgeable enough by now not to care that people can see my panties.
“Were you going to rush off without giving your Daddy a kiss goodbye?” he teases.
I shake my head, my pigtails flying. “No, Sir.”
