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She gasps and covers her breasts.

Roman lifts a brow. “What’s the rule?”

Lucy lowers her face and her hands. “No playing with my titties.”

I turn toward Lacy and pull her between my legs where I’m still sitting. I hold her tight against me, cup her face, and bring my lips to her ear. “This is called humiliation play or embarrassment play. The Daddies are going to strip their Littles naked and hose them down to get the sand off. If you’re not ready for something like this, I’ll make an excuse, and we’ll leave.”

She’s breathing heavily as she leans into me before meeting my gaze. Her cheeks are flushed. “My pussy is wet,” she whispers.

I smile and kiss her forehead. “Then I guess you’re okay with it.” I sweep her shirt over her head and set it on the table before pulling her pants and panties off next.

It only takes a few seconds before all the girls are naked. They hadn’t been wearing shoes and socks, and none were permitted a bra for a playdate in Little space.

They look equally chagrinned, but I return my focus strictly to Lacy. Her nipples are hard points, and her hands are fisted at her sides. I kiss behind her ear. “Should I check to see how wet your pussy is, Little lamb?”

She shakes her head. “No, Daddy. You can take my word for it.” She presses her thighs together.

“Let’s get you girls hosed off,” Hudson declares as he steps into the yard and lifts the hose. “Who’s first?”

Cindy shuffles forward. As soon as she’s under the spray, she squeals. “It’s cold, Daddy.”

He chuckles. “I bet it is. Arms up.” He makes her spin around in a circle while he rinses her off. When he’s done, he hands the hose to Colton.

Lacy is last, and she’s already shivering as I hold up the hose. Probably from watching the other girls. She kept her hands at her sides, though. I’m proud of her as she lets me hose her off. The water is chilly.

I grab a towel and dry her off quickly before sitting on one of the deck chairs and lifting her burrito-wrapped body onto my lap. I hold her tightly and whisper in her ear, ignoring everyone else. “You’re so gorgeous, Little lamb. My cock is hard. Let’s go home,”

She smiles at me and nods before shaking the towel free of her upper body and throwing her arms around my neck. “I think I’ll get sand in my panties more often.”

Chapter 22

Lacy

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Spence Wakefield is not what I expected. For one thing, he’s young to own a business this size. Golden Alliances is a very large, well-known investment firm. In addition, he’s six-four and built. He has thick brown hair. He’s formidable.

After rising from his desk and shaking both our hands, he waves at the chairs across from him. “Please, sit.”

Someone clears their throat behind us, and I turn around to see a young woman standing nervously in the doorway. She’s so small that, at first, I think she’s a child, but then I realize she’s at least twenty. She’s just petite. Her brown curls are adorable, and she has big brown eyes. I wonder if she’s Little before reminding myself that not everyone I meet is Little.

“Can I get you anything, Sir?” she asks.

I’m not sure who she’s talking to, but Mr. Wakefield responds by addressing us. “Would either of you like coffee or perhaps water?”

“No, thank you,” I respond.

Brett shakes his head. “We’re fine.”

“I’m good too, Cassandra. Maybe check at the reception desk and see if anyone needs help with anything, yeah?”

“Oh, right. Yes. Okay.” The woman turns around.

“Cassandra,” Mr. Wakefield barks.

She spins back around. “Yes, Sir.”

“Please close the door.”

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