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She picked up the dress from the tissue paper to uncover the rest of the present. Sonja looked at the skimpy bra and thong and then Derek.

He grinned at her and said, “You were afraid I was going to make you wear diapers, but I’d rather see you in these.”

Sonja recovered from her shock and coughed out, “Pervert.”

Derek threw back his head and roared with laughter, and Sonja started giggling right along with him. When they settled down, Sonja said while cupping her breasts, “You realize these babies need support?”

He shot her a lecherous look and waggled his eyebrows. “I’ll support them for you.” He then became serious. “If you’d rather wear a bra of your own, that’s fine, but you’d please me by wearing the thong.”

Sonja considered and nodded. “I think I will, Daddy. The dress is gorgeous, and I’d like to look my best in it.” She fingered the dress’ silk and smiled at Derek. “May I put it on now?”

Derek gathered her in his arms and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Nothing would please me more, babygirl!”

She pulled out of his arms and giggled as he playfully swatted her gorgeous ass. Yesterday, she had moved on to the biggest dilatator in the set, and he couldn’t wait to fuck her there, but he knew she wasn’t ready.

Derek got up from the bed and retrieved the other items he’d bought for her from his bag. He pulled on shirt and sweatpants before padding out of the bedroom on bare feet. In the kitchen, Snuggles waited next to his feeding bowl. Derek frowned. The cat had left almost all his dinner. His babygirl would not be happy about that.

He squatted and Snuggles approached. After a hand sniffing and a long petting, Derek picked up the cat. Snuggles had lost weight since the last time he’d carried him. Damn, this wasn’t looking good.

With a final rub under the cat’s chin, he released Snuggles and set the table with care before starting breakfast. Derek would address Snuggles’ health later. First, he wanted Sonja to experience some non-sexual ageplay. Like every other man he knew, Derek liked sex, but this part of the relationship wasequally important to him. He hoped Sonja would keep opening up to this part of her inner self and let out her Little.

At that moment, the subject of his thoughts walked into the kitchen. She’d put a matching yellow band in her hair and looked amazing in the dress. The fit was perfect, and she’d been right about the bra. The off-shoulder style and snug top drew his attention to the magnificent globes underneath.

“Precious, you look amazing,” he said.

“Precious?” Sonja asked. “Not babygirl?”

“You’ll always be my babygirl, but looking like this and wearing a dress I bought—” Derek fell silence for a moment before he continued. “You’re precious like a gem, and I need you to know it.” He rotated his finger in the air.

Sonja twirled around to show him the back of the dress and looked over her shoulder at him. “The dress is stunning, Daddy.”

“So it is, but only because you’re wearing it.”

Sonja rewarded his heartfelt words with a big smile. “Thank you,” she said shyly.

“Breakfast is almost ready. Are you hungry?”

She nodded as her gaze landed on the table, and her eyes widened. Derek smiled at her wondering expression and held out his hand. When she took it without hesitation, he guided her to the table. He had set her side of the table with a color-and-draw placemat, and a set of crayons placed beside it. On top of it, sat a plastic plate and cup, both with pictures fromBeauty and the Beast. He kissed the top of her head and turned to the kitchen counter to fetch the fruit he’d prepared. When he turned back, Sonja was bent over the placemat working on Belle’s hair. After he placed the fruit on the table, Derek stroked her hair and looked over her shoulder at the artwork. She was quite talented, working with highlights and shadows to give depth to the picture.

“Beautiful, baby,” he said, and she beamed at him. “Let me get the toast and eggs so we can eat.” Sonja nodded but continued drawing, happy in her Little space.

Derek spooned egg on Sonja’s plate and buttered a piece of toast for her. She was still engrossed in the picture, and he watched her for a moment. Her face was relaxed, and her shoulders hung low. Often, she complained about her neck and shoulders, and Derek was sure it had to do with tension. Now in his care, Derek hoped she would relax more.

“Breakfast is ready,” he said.

Sonja looked up, took in the table, and her mouth gaped open.

She made a sound of awe and said, “This really looks good!” Then she squealed and held up a fruit skewer he’d made. Her eyes comically wide, she exclaimed, “It looks like a rainbow!”

Derek nodded.

“Oh my God, that is sooo amazing.”

He smiled at her stretched ‘so’. She was starting to sound like a Little.

“You make the best breakfast, Daddy!”

Derek inclined his head as he thanked her for the compliment, and both dug into their eggs and toast. Sonja ate with gusto from the fluffy eggs and crisp toast. When she sipped her coffee, she looked up at him with adoration. “You remembered how I take my coffee.”

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