Blurb
Twenty
four year old Juliana once loved being a little, until the cruelty of
the man she had called daddy broke her heart and she decided to never
be little again. But when she fails to take care of herself and
becomes ill, a worried friend brings her to Dr. Robert O’Connor,
claiming that he will understand what she needs. Juliana is
embarrassed and nervous, but to her surprise, Robert gives her a
teddy bear and tells her a fairy tale to help her relax. Though the
exam is intimate and thorough, Juliana feels safe the whole time and
hopes afterwards that she’ll see more of the handsome doctor.
From
the moment Robert heard about Juliana’s past, he wanted nothing
more than to take away her pain and make sure she never has to worry
about anyone hurting her again. He is thrilled when he asks her out
and she shyly agrees. Though Juliana claims she doesn’t want to be
a little anymore, he longs to prove to her that age play with him is
nothing to fear. Robert is a patient man, and before long Juliana is
calling him “daddy”, playing with her dolls, and coloring. He
delights in taking care of her every need, dressing her in footie
pajamas, and brushing her hair. Even when Juliana is disobedient and
Robert has to put his baby girl over his knee and spank her bare
bottom, it is always followed by plenty of loving hugs and cuddles.
Soon
Juliana is eating more and sleeping better, and feels healthier than
she has in a long time. But when the man who once abused her skips
bail and threatens to hurt her if she continues to see her new daddy,
she becomes terrified. Will she ever be free to relax in her daddy’s
arms, knowing he will keep his little girl safe from everything and
love her no matter what?
Publisher’s
Note: Learning to be Little Again is a stand-alone sequel to Little
Samantha’s Choice. It is an erotic romance novel that contains
spankings, age play, medical play, anal play, sexual scenes, elements
of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy
this book.
Snippet
(Now that all the guests have left, Juliana is dying for Robert to
take the plug out of her bottom. Robert has other ideas though…)
Now
that all the guests were gone, I had to get this plug out of my
bottom. It was driving me insane.
He
broke the kiss and asked, “Is there something you want?”
“Yes.
I need you to take it out.”
“Take
what out?” he asked, pretending like he had no clue what I was
talking about.
I
sighed, knowing he was going to make this harder on me than I
thought. “Can you please take the butt plug out of my bottom?”
“Well,
since you asked so nicely.”
To
my surprise, he swooped me up into his arms and carried me into his
bedroom. He placed me down on the bed and followed right behind me.
His weight surrounded me, making me feel safe.
“Now,
let’s see about getting that plug out,” he said, kissing along my
collarbone.
“It’s
in my bottom, not my collarbone,” I panted.
“I
know,” he said, lifting his head up, a smirk on his face. “I just
thought we’d get it out the fun way.” With that, he went back to
kissing me, his right hand snaking itself under my shirt and pushing
my bra away as he began playing with my right breast.
“Ahhh!”
He
twisted my nipple hard. It hurt for a second, but then I felt it go
straight to my core and I wanted more. I ground my pelvis against his
hard shaft, silently begging him to take me.
Instead,
the jackass said, “You’re always so impatient. Why can’t you
just sit back and enjoy the ride?”
“I
want to come! Ah!” I screamed, as he twisted my other nipple,
sending another zap of pain straight to my core.
“All
in good time, baby,” he said, right before he began kissing me. His
tongue plundered my mouth, sending shivers through my body.
After
what felt like forever, he finally pulled my t-shirt and bra off,
revealing two very swollen breasts. This was great, except that he
moved my shirt so it was over my eyes and made it impossible for me
to move my raised arms to touch him.
“Robert!”
I cried out, trying to free my arms with no success.
“Beautiful,”
he whispered ignoring my cries as he trailed a line from my mouth to
my breasts. He spent a good time sucking and kissing each nipple,
until I was begging him to take me.
“Reach
out and touch the headboard. Whatever you do, do not let go until I
say so.”
I
nodded, doing as I was told. Once I was touching the headboard, he
took his time, unzipping my jeans, pulling them off, and shortly my
panties followed. When cool air touched my swollen clit, I moaned.
Finally,
I thought. He trailed a line of kisses past my curls and right to my
pussy.
My
clit was so sensitive that one lick of his tongue made my entire body
shake, but I was proud to say I continued to touch the headboard. My
initial reaction must have egged him on because he settled between my
thighs and began kissing, licking, and sucking on my clit until I
couldn’t take it anymore and an orgasm washed over me.
I
was still experiencing mini-orgasms as the shirt that had been
blinding me was removed.
I
heard the opening of a condom, and a few seconds later, Robert
impaled himself on me. “Oh my gosh!” I cried out as my pussy
clenched onto his hard shaft.
“Ohh…”
he moaned.
“Do
you like that?” I teased, clenching my pelvic muscles on his hard
shaft again.
“Tease,”
he grinned, before pulling out and plunging back into my heated core.
I
gasped at the delicious feelings that it sent throughout my entire
body.
“Easy,
baby. Just relax and feel,” he whispered in my ear, right before he
started pumping in and out of me. My body met him thrust for thrust.
Just like that, my body was building towards a second orgasm.
“Come!”
he told me, and I was once again thrown over the cliff into the
impending orgasm. Robert kept pumping into me, until with one last
thrust he burrowed himself deep in me and climaxed.
I
was coming down from the orgasm when he reached behind and turned the
plug inside of me.
“Ahhh!”
I cried out. It was too much. Robert placed one of his fingers on my
clit and began to rub as he twisted and pushed the butt plug in and
out. I felt myself building towards a climax again, but it felt like
it was going to be too big.
“Come!”
“I
can’t!” I cried as every muscle in my body tensed up.
“Yes,
you can! Come now!” he commanded and my earth shattered as I came.
My voice was hoarse as I screamed with my release. Black little dots
were in the corners of my vision as I continued to orgasm, until he
finally pulled the plug out of me and stopped rubbing circles on my
clit.
I
felt weightless, like I was floating. As if far away through a fog, I
saw Robert leaning over me. His lips were moving, but I couldn’t
hear him. I smiled instead, wanting to tell him that he was the best
boyfriend ever.
He
disappeared and I closed my eyes. My eyelids were too heavy to keep
open right now. When I did open them again, I noticed that he was
still naked and he was carrying me. Why? I wondered, but quickly got
my answer.
He
stepped into a bathtub full of warm water and that felt pleasant
against my skin. Feeling warm and knowing that Robert would keep me
safe, I drifted off to sleep.
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