A London Little's Pom Pom : A Stuffie Hospital London Romance by Ellie Rose

Author:Ellie Rose [Rose, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CLAficionado Press Ltd
Published: 2024-02-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Eloise’s flat was cosy and colourful; slightly bigger than Rosie’s, and definitely warmer. That boded well for getting naked, Rosie thought.

But as soon as the door closed, she suddenly came over all shy, and ducked her head when Eloise walked towards her.

“What’s the matter, Little one?” asked Eloise, her voice low and warm.

“I…I…” she twisted the skirt of her dungaree dress in her hands, “Daddy, I is nervous.”

“Oh sweetheart.” Eloise drew her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Would you like cuddles on the sofa with Daddy?”

She nodded vigorously. “Yes please.”

When they sat down on the sofa, Eloise pulled Rosie back so that she sat between her legs, and tugged a crocheted blanket over the two of them. “Come here baby girl, come to Daddy.”

She anchored Rosie in place with one arm, whilst the other traced soothing patterns on Rosie’s forearm. The pressure of the anchoring arm loosened something in Rosie’s chest and she could feel her breathing even out. That was better, less nervousness.

And as her nervousness lessened, her Littleness retreated until only Big Rosie was left. And she wanted Eloise, she wanted her Daddy.

“Kiss me,” she said, still facing away and somehow somehow Eloise managed to flip her on the sofa until she was on her back and Eloise was there, above her, that intense look back in her eyes again.

“You are such a beautiful girl.”

“Yes Daddy?”

“Yes. I want to strip you naked and revel in your gorgeousness, to explore every inch of your skin.” She ran her hand down Rosie’s side and the touch brought her to life. “I want to—” Eloise broke off suddenly.

“What, Daddy? What do you want?”

“I want to paint you.”

Rosie was a little confused. “But I need you to touch me Daddy, to kiss me, how can you do that if you’re painting a picture of me?”

“Oh no, sweet girl,” Eloise’s mouth was right by Rosie’s ear now, and each word was charged against her skin. “I want to paint you. I want you to be my canvas, and for me to follow each delicious curvature with my brush, and then my tongue. To dust you with glitter and make you a masterpiece to marvel at.”

Rosie had always been pretty confident in her body; had loved the swell of her belly and the roundness of her hips and thighs long before anyone else had come to appreciate them. But to be turned into art like this? That was a level of appreciation for her body that she wasn’t even sure that she’d sent her own way.

Blinking slowly, she nodded, smiling. “That sounds…yes, fuck yes Daddy.” And she leaned up to pull Eloise down to meet her lips, running her fingers through short hair and losing herself in the kiss. And they kissed. And kissed.

They kissed as they stumbled upwards, shedding Rosie’s clothes with any lingering inhibitions she might have had. They kissed as Eloise led her into the bedroom, knocking into doorways and furniture, Eloise always twisting so she saved Rosie from the brunt of it.

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