Expecting it All (Punishment Pit #7) - Livia Grant Page 0,6

look at his face. When she did, her heart lurched. It was her Daddy in all his Dom glory.

Her husband took her coat off first. He then crossed to the thermostat, turning up the heat in the room. He was always thoughtful like that; making sure his baby wouldn't catch a chill. Their eyes met as he walked back to her. She recognized a calmness about him she hadn't noticed was missing until it came back.

It had been so long since they'd been intimate that she became nervous as he started undressing her. Her body had changed so much. She was self-conscious of the extra weight she was carrying.

Yet, with each piece of clothing he peeled from her body, it felt as if he was peeling away all of the crap that had built up between them. By the time he had her naked, Rachel felt bare before him in every sense of the word.

She reached out to brush his face gently. "Derek."

His left hand covered her own palm, pulling her hand from his cheek to his lips, kissing her palm before smiling. "That's 'Daddy' to you, young lady. I'll be right back. Will you stay put like a good girl, or do I need to use the straps to secure you?"

Rachel couldn't resist dipping her toe back into their age-play dynamic. "I don't want to stay here. I want to come with you," she pouted.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," he said as he reached for the fur-lined, leather cuffs. He slipped deeper into his role as he secured her wrists above her head. "We can't have you falling off your table and hurting yourself." Once he had her ankles secured, he took the time to rake his view up and down the length of her.

She was self-conscious about her protruding belly, and the soft love-handles that had sprung up all over her body. As if he could read her mind, he reached out to press his palm across her baby-bump, moving slowly, reverently. There wasn't an inch of her body he hadn't touched intimately countless times before. He took the time to examine her now, spending extra time on her heavy breasts and sensitive nipples before slipping his thick digits through her damp folds.

And then he was gone, leaving her alone with her thoughts as he sauntered to the attached bathroom. She could hear the sound of running water and knew he was drawing her a bath.

I hope it's a bubble bath.

She heard him leaving, the water still running. He was gone several minutes and she began to worry that the tub would overflow. Then she reminded herself that baby girls don't need to worry about the water. That was her Daddy's job tonight.

Rachel wrestled within herself, forcing her brain to switch gears so that when she heard Derek returning to the room next door, all she could think about was how good it was going to feel to have him take care of her again, even if it was for only one night. She was so tired of the heavy adult decisions she'd had to make.

Once Derek had everything the way he wanted, he returned to his subdued baby and unbuckled her limbs before scooping her into his arms and carrying her to the bathroom.

He had attached her booster seat to the toilet. It raised her high enough that her feet couldn't touch the floor, making her dependent on him to get up and down.

"Go potty and then we'll get you in the tub."

"Do I get bubbles? I want bubbles."

A carefree grin she hadn't seen in a very long time lit up his face. "Of course you get bubbles. You've been a good girl, haven't you?"

It was a loaded question, considering she'd interrupted his show only an hour before. "I'm trying, Daddy." Her words came out more seriously than she'd intended.

"I know you are, baby girl. I only wish you’d shared how you were feeling with me before tonight. Still, none of this is your fault. It's my fault, but I know how to fix it."

Hope flared. "It's not all your fault. I mean—"

He placed his index finger over her lips to shush her. "Are you arguing with Daddy, young lady?" He raised one eyebrow, as he always did when he questioned her behavior. She adored that look on his face.

"No, Sir."

She finished peeing. He picked her up and carried her to the brimming tub, which was now close to overflowing with bubbles. She couldn't help but giggle as he