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He nodded. “There is. I don’t believe in giving out punishments in the bedroom. It’s a place for rest, relaxation, and other fun things. If we ever have a need to discuss your behavior, we’ll do it in my office.”
She grinned. “Can I dress like a naughty schoolgirl that’s been sent to the principal’s office?”
Evidently, her Daddy wasn’t in the mood for humor. His brows rose, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “It doesn’t matter to me what you wear, babygirl. When the talking part of our discussion is over, you won’t be wearing anything at all.”
Her pussy sparked at the thought of standing naked in Sawyer’s office waiting to be punished. Was it hot in here? “Oh. Alrighty then. Um, were you going to shave, Daddy?”
His eyes smiled, and she could swear she saw the slightest twitch of his lips. “I did, Half-Pint. Let’s go take care of that.”
Lele clapped her hands. “Let's? As in let us? That’s so cool! I never shaved a man before. You must really trust me.”
Panic flashed through her Daddy’s eyes before it disappeared. “I do trust you, but that’s not exactly what I mean. Come on.”
When they reached the sink, Sawyer lifted her onto the counter. “Have you ever seen a man shaved with a straight razor, Half-Pint?”
“You mean a razor like those they use in the old-timey western movies?”
Sawyer nodded. “Well, that's how Daddy shaves.”
“Aren't you afraid of cutting yourself?”
“Actually, it's much easier to keep from cutting your throat when you have a straight razor. But I do need your help. Today you watch, so you can help next time.”
He showed her all the steps: lathering the brush, dabbing and brushing the foam on his face, and scraping it off with the straight razor. It was really cool, and kind of sexy.
“This is like putting on mascara and feeding babies, Daddy,” she told him.
He blinked at her before working on his second cheek. “You lost me, little one. What do you mean?”
“You can’t watch someone do it in front of you without making the same faces yourself.”
“Tilting her head as she watched him, she scrunched her face to one side, pursed her lips, and said, “Yu cant watch wif out making the same faces.”
He burst out laughing. “You make the cutest Popeye I’ve ever seen, Half-Pint.”
She loved making her Daddy laugh. He didn’t do it very often. Making him laugh at least once a day was going on her to-do list.
After he wiped the bits of leftover shaving cream from his face, he lifted her off the sink. She wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to a shower large enough for five people. “Are you ready to shower, babygirl?”
Lele nodded, suddenly shy. There was no reason for her to feel that way. He’d seen her without her clothes before. But somehow, this felt special. Important, like they were starting something new.
Sawyer studied her. He never missed anything. She was going to have to up her sneaky game if she ever wanted to get away with anything around her Daddy.
“Hey,” he spoke in a deep, gentle tone. “If you would rather not do anything more than sleep tonight, that’s not a problem. No pressure.”
He did the most delicious things to her heart. She was being silly. Sawyer loved her body, kinky hair, voluptuous curves, dimpled thighs, and all. She wasn’t going to miss this moment with him by getting self-conscious now. She stepped closer to him,crowding his personal space. “I would rather make love to you tonight than anything else in the world.”
The white-hot need in his eyes calmed the last of her insecurities. “Let me get the water to the right temperature, Half-Pint.”
He stripped off his swim shorts, putting the few muscular parts of his body on display that she hadn’t spent the entire afternoon staring at. Was his shower fast enough to hide the fact she couldn’t look at him without drooling? She hoped so.
While he adjusted the water, she slipped her swimsuit off and hung in over the towel rack. When he held out his hand to her, she stepped into the edge of the spray. The hot water peppered her skin. She shivered as her body acclimated, then stepped under the full force of the shower.
He gave her a rueful smile. “I like my water hot and hard. I hope that’s okay.”
Just the thought of standing naked in the shower with her naked Daddy took all her attention.
With mischief on her lips, she answered. “I like your cock hot and hard, too.”
