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CHLOE
Six Months Later
My hand shook as I pulled the black sweatshirt printed in pink “Daddy’s girl” over my head. I was wearing it with the black tulle skirt Jax bought me. I’d never been nervous about hanging out with Sofie, Gracie, and Ariana, but today was different. Daddy and I were driving out to Sofie’s place near Cape Mendocino to have a little hang (we four littles decided it sounded cooler than ‘play date’) with our Daddy Doms in attendance.
I pushed the top drawer shut after selecting a pair of thigh-high stockings from the pile Jax had bought for me. He loved it when I wore them, and I loved the reaction I got when I did.
It felt like every day since moving in with Jax; he spoiled me with one purchase or another, reassuring me he could afford it and it made him feel goo
