Page 22 of Joining Little Jessica

“Look at you, all excited,” Rowan teased, and Jessica couldn’t help but giggle as she danced a gummy across Rowan’s thigh before making it jump into her mouth. The sweetness filled her with warmth, and she felt the carefree joy of being Little settle over her like a soft blanket.

Forrest leaned closer, a smile on his lips. “Can Daddy have one of those?”

Jessica beamed at him before offering one of her sweet treats. Instead of taking it from her hand, he opened his mouth wide, and Jessica’s warm giggles filled the air as she made the red gummy bear dive into Forrest’s mouth.

They continued their picnic, and as Jessica enjoyed her treats, Rowan suggested a game of tag. “How about we turn this into an adventure? I’ll be it, and you guys better run!”

Jessica squealed with delight and jumped to her feet, her spirit soaring. “No fair! You didn’t give us a head start!” She darted away, her laughter trailing behind her as the three men chased after her, their voices mingling with the sounds of nature.

The playfulness of the moment washed over them, and Jessica felt the weight of her past slip away. For now, this was her present—a present filled with laughter, love and the gentle support of three men who cared deeply for her. In that sunlit moment, as they ran and played, she felt like a cherished Little, and it was everything she had always wanted.

Even if it only lasted a few weeks, she would remember every single moment of being with her Daddies for the rest of her life.

CHAPTER 14

Forrest watched as Jessica knelt on the bed in front of him, her wide eyes brimming with trust and just a hint of anticipation. After the rocky start to their day together, they’d ended up having a magical time. And now he was eager to get into the next bit of Jessica’s training. Her body trembled slightly, but not from fear—more from excitement, the kind that only came when you were about to venture into something new and unknown. Tonight’s scene was a step forward for her, a delicate balance of trust and vulnerability. He could feel the electric energy in the room, humming between all four of them, as they prepared to explore another side of her desires.

He exchanged a glance with Sebastian, who stood by the door, arms crossed, observing everything with that steady, watchful presence he always had. Rowan was closer, sitting on the edge of the bed, a grin on his face that mirrored the playful nature of what was to come. They had discussed every detail beforehand, making sure Jessica knew exactly what she was getting into—and what she wanted from the experience.

“You ready for this, babygirl?” Forrest asked softly, his voice warm and soothing as he knelt to be at eye level with her. His hand brushed her cheek, the gentle gesture grounding her. Itwas important to him to ensure she was centered before they began any scene together.

Jessica nodded, her lips curving into a shy smile. “Yes, Daddy. I’m ready.”

The way she called him “Daddy” sent a rush of warmth through him every time. He had been guiding her for the last few days, and every step forward, every breakthrough, felt like a gift she was offering them. He knew how much it took for her to trust them, to let them in past the walls she’d built over the years.

Forrest reached over the small table beside the bed and picked up the candle they had chosen earlier—nothing too extreme, just a low-temperature wax that would feel like a warm kiss on her skin. He held it up for her to see, making sure she was still comfortable with what they had planned. “This is just for sensation,” he reminded her. “You tell me if it’s too much at any time, okay?”

Jessica’s gaze flickered between the candle and his eyes, the trust clear in her expression. “I will,” she whispered, her voice barely audible but steady.

Forrest lit the candle, the flame flickering in the dim room. He could feel the tension in the air thickening as the scene began to take shape. His movements were slow and deliberate, meant to calm her and build anticipation.

Jessica carefully lay back, watching every move he made, but her gaze was filled with eager anticipation. She kept very still, waiting for Forrest to make the next move.

“You’re being such a good girl for Daddy already, aren’t you, babygirl?” Forrest murmured, his voice low, but full of warmth.

Sebastian’s deep voice came from behind them. “We’re going to take care of you, sweetheart,” he said, his tone reassuring.

Rowan chimed in next, his voice light and teasing, though there was an undercurrent of seriousness. “I think she likes a bit of danger too, don’t you, Jessie? Does it excite you knowingthat your Daddies will be dripping that hot wax all over your beautiful body?” He leaned over and kissed the top of her head, his hand coming to rest on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, princess. You’ll like it.”

Jessica let out a soft giggle, a sound that sent a ripple of warmth through Forrest’s chest. He loved how she could feel comfortable enough to laugh with them, even when she was on the edge of something intense. That playfulness was part of why she had fit so well with their dynamic.

Forrest waited a few more moments, letting the silence settle around them, and then he slowly tilted the candle over her bare shoulder. The first drop of wax landed on her skin with a soft plop, spreading warmth over her delicate flesh. Jessica gasped, her breath catching for a moment, but then she sighed, her body relaxing into the sensation. Her muscles unclenched, and Forrest could see the tension leaving her shoulders.

“That’s it, babygirl,” Forrest murmured, his voice as smooth as the wax that was now dripping along the curve of her shoulder. He continued, adding a few more drops along her collarbone, each one eliciting a soft moan from Jessica’s lips. She was wearing nothing but underwear again, and even that was enough to drive Forrest insane with hunger for her.

The soft swell of her breasts above her bra tempted him in a way he couldn’t describe, which is why the next few drops of wax landed on them, drawing a soft hiss of pained pleasure from her.

Forrest’s heart swelled with pride, watching her lean into the sensation, her trust in them evident with every sound she made as the wax dripped slowly down her body. This wasn’t just about pleasure—it was about control and surrender, and about allowing herself to feel and trust in a way that had been so hard for her in the past.

He set the candle aside after a few moments, letting the heat linger on her skin. “How are you feeling?” he asked softly, leaning in to brush his lips against her ear.

Jessica turned her head slightly, seeking his mouth. After a brief kiss, her eyes fluttered open. “It feels good, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice breathy as if she were still processing the sensation.

“Good girl,” he praised again, running a hand down her side. “I’m so proud of you, babygirl.”

Rowan stood up then, walking over with a small bowl of ice they had prepared. “Alright, Jessie, my turn.” He held a single ice cube between his fingers, the cold block already melting against his skin. “We’re going to cool you down a bit now.”

Jessica bit her lip, her gaze following the ice as Rowan brought it to her skin. He placed it gently where the last drop of wax had landed, the sudden contrast making her gasp again. Her back arched slightly, and Forrest couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her body responding so naturally to the mix of sensations.

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