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Just then, an idea hit Jax. He knew that Mia was a sub and that she’d asked about this before, so it was worth a try. “You know,” he said, “what you did back there, trying to turn Daddy on to get him to fuck you . . . that was kinda naughty.”
Her eyes widened, and for a moment, vulnerability flickered across her face. Then, with a playful smirk, she asked, "Does this mean you're going to spank me for being naughty, Daddy?"
Jax couldn't help but chuckle. "Is that what you want, little one?"
She nodded eagerly, her eyes filled with anticipation. Guiding her to a nearby bookshelf, Jax positioned her so that she was leaning over it, her curvaceous ass exposed.
“Pick a safeword,” he urged her firmly.
“Uh . . . Mowgli"?” she asked unsurely.
“Perfect. You utter that word even once, babygirl, and this whole thing shuts down immediately. If all you want is to be held, cherished, and coddled, I’ll do that right now. But otherwise, that comes after.”
“No,” she said insistently. “I want this. I think I actually . . . need this.”
"Remember," he said softly, "this is because I care about you. I want to help you let out some of the shit you’ve been through. You're safe with me."
Mia's breath hitched as Jax delivered the first smack, his hand making contact with her flesh in a firm but caring manner. She let out a small moan, and Jax felt a surge of protectiveness and desire course through him.
He meted out another and another, and each time Mia’s cries grew louder. But she didn’t use her safeword.
The last stinging slap echoed through the dusty bookstore, and Mia let out a deep, shuddering breath. Her body trembled, and Jax could see that something inside her had shifted, broken open to release years of pent-up pain. As tears streamed down her cheeks, he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her in a protective embrace.
"Shh," he murmured into her hair as she sobbed against his chest. "I've got you, little one. You're safe with me. I’m here for you." For as long as you want.”
He held her tightly, feeling the weight of her past abuses and the strength of her spirit. It humbled him, this trust she placed in him, and he vowed to never betray it. As her crying subsided, her eyes met his, raw and vulnerable but also filled with gratitude.
"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
"Anytime, Mia," he replied softly, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.
Jax led her to the cozy reading corner they’d discovered earlier, its soft cushions and blankets beckoning them to seek solace within. He helped her settle onto the makeshift bed, tucking the warm blankets around her as their bodies pressed close together.
"Better?" he asked, concern lacing his words as he traced gentle circles on her arm.
"Much better," she sighed, a small smile playing on her lips. "I feel . . . lighter, somehow."
"Sometimes we need to let go of the past to make room for the future," Jax said, his gaze locked with hers. "You're strong, Mia. And you deserve happiness."
The soft glow of the moon filtered through the dusty windows, casting an ethereal light upon the sea of books that surrounded Jax and Mia as they lay entwined in the cozy reading corner.
"Jax . . . " She hesitated. “Will you kiss me again?”
He leaned forward, capturing her lips in a tender kiss.
"Thank you," Mia whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I've never felt so . . . cared for."
Jax's heart swelled with pride at her words, knowing that he had played a part in making her feel safe and cherished. He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, marveling at the trust that shone in her eyes.
"Always, princess," he murmured, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her arm. "I'll always be here for you."
Mia hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Jax, I . . . I want to ask you something."
"Sure, what is it?" he replied, his gaze never leaving hers.
“Are you attracted to me? Like, do you actually want to be sexual with me?”
Jax's heart pounded in his chest, excitement, and responsibility mingling together within him. “You can feel for yourself if you like.”
