Chapter 15

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Charlotte's Point of View

"Sweet pea, you gotta get up"
Maybe if I pretend to be asleep I can stay.
"Darling, come on."
I squirm a little. He's kneeling next to me on the bed.
He puts on a smug, playful voice.
"I guess my baby is asleep. Which means I can do what eeeever I want. Like this"
He kisses my forehead
"And this" he kisses he hollow of my throat.
"Or this" his voice is raspy. He kisses the tip of each of my breasts through my nightgown. The heat from his breath penetrates the fabric and sends tingles cascading down the sides of my boobs.
"Orrr... Are you sure you're asleep sweetie?"
I nod, I want him to kiss lower.
"This!" He starts tickling my tummy
"Eek! I'm awake I'm awake!"
I spring up.
"Ok sweetie" he steps off the bed, lifting me to my feet. He hugs me close until I'm surrounded by nothing but James and my head is buried in his chest. I can hear him taking a deep whiff of my head.
"Daddy?"
"Uh huh?" His voice is muffled by my hair
"Why are you smelling me?"
"Because," he pulls back and smiles broadly at me "my baby girl smells delicious. But she also has to go back home before her parents wake up"
I can feel myself getting into that thing called little space that I read about last night.
"Daddy I don't wanna go!"
"And I don't want you to but you have to. Do you want this to be the thing that earns you your first punishment?"
Kind of. But I'll be a good girl.
"No" I sound so small.
Ok. He nudges my back and we start walking.
"You go back and get some shut eye. You stayed up very late last night. We're going to have to work out a bedtime for you"
I giggle.
"Yeaaah" he probably has no idea what kept me up so late.
"And sweetheart?"
He turns me to look at him, right inside the front door. He takes my wrist in his hand and sniffs my palm.
"I know exactly what you were up late doing"
I don't think I ever blushed so hard!
"From now on, you ask permission to play" he winks. I think I'm going to die from embarrassment and arousal. He guides me out the door, kisses my forehead and says.
"Come over for breakfast when you wake up"
He watches me as I walk home, waving goodbye when I reach my front door.

Authors note

Was the sniffing thing(the second time) too creepy?

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