Page 6 of Milk For His Little

“Have you decided what you’re having?”

I shook my head.

“Did you want me to pick for you?” he asked.

I looked at him and really thought about it for a good 30 seconds before deciding. “Yeah, maybe.”

He asked me a couple of questions about my likes and dislikes, and in the end, I ended up with casarecce, while he had a shrimp dish.

Daddy picked well. It was one of the best dishes I’d ever eaten, and unlike my fallback plan of spaghetti, it wasn’t difficult to eat without making a mess.

“Thank you.” I set my fork down after finishing my food. “I’ve never had this before, and it’s delicious.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. Mine was good too.” He smiled.

“That’s not the only reason I wanted to thank you,” I added. “This was nice—the date, I mean.”

He reached across the table and placed his hand on mine. “Agreed.”

“I noticed you before, you know, when I was at the club.” I wasn’t sure why I felt it was important to tell him, but it was.

“You did?” How had Shawn not seen me checking him out? I was hardly sly.

“Yeah. It was quite the shock to me when you opened the door. I’m glad it was you, though.” Shock…best thing ever. Potato, potahto.

“I’m glad it was you, too.”

I hadn’t told him about my first time drinking the milk, unsure if that would make him feel awkward. Here certainly wasn’t the place.

It had been everything I hoped it would be and more. If it had just been some random stranger’s, it wouldn’t have felt the same.

When I closed my eyes that first night, sucking on my bottle, listening to lullabies in the background while I hugged my stuffie, I saw his face looking down at me, like I was getting it directly from him.

I didn’t know if that was something he’d even want, or if we were going to be doing much more than casual dating, but if he offered his milk direct from the source, I was going to take him up on it because it was all I could think about.

After dinner, we walked around the city for a little exercise, and then he drove me home. He walked me to the door like a gentleman and gave me a sweet kiss goodbye.

Too sweet.

Too short.

I wasn’t ready for our date to be over.

“I’d love for you to come inside,” I said, my nerves bubbling up again.

“And what would you like to do when we go inside?”

That was easy. “Everything.”

Chapter 6

Shawn

“Everything.”

That word echoed in my head as I followed Kasper inside and he locked the door. In my imagination, I’d envisioned our first time as Daddy and Little. But that scenario was tossed out as Kasper walked backward holding my hand and dragging me into his bedroom.

The bed was made and the room was neat. I was in Daddy mode, and I had to turn off the Daddy and be the partner Kasper deserved.

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