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“That’s good,” Ace responded. “But we should still talk. This is going to be a big spanking, so I feel like it’s important we still talk about why it’s happening.”

His explanation didn’t make her feel any more agreeable. “I know why it’s happening,” she grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. “I’m not stupid.”

“Oh yeah?” Ace picked her up at her waist and lifted her into his lap. “Why then?”

Despite still being annoyed, she melted, leaning against his hard chest. But she didn’t want to answer. So she didn’t.

“How about I tell you?” her Daddy said, taking her bad attitude in stride.

She pushed her lips into a pout but tipped her head back to get a view of his face, and to show she was listening.

“We both know that on the day you lied to me, the two of us were nothing more than acquaintances. And while your lie was… interesting, it was understandable. I can assume you felt the truth was embarrassing, but for the record, I actually find it a little flattering. I’ve never had a stalker before.”

“Uh!” she gasped, trying to twist out of his grasp. “I’m not—!”

“Relax.” He cut her off, and brushed her hair behind her ears, resting his open palm at the base of her neck in a way that made her feel so… owned. “I’m joking. It was a joke.”

“Fine,” she rebutted.

“I won’t joke again,” he promised. “This is a serious matter and I will be serious.”

“Thank you,” she huffed, even though she really did love his sense of humor.

“Okay, so what I was saying was that at the time, it may have been a tiny bit understandable, and I can certainly see why it might have happened. You didn’t owe me honesty at that time—you didn’t owe me anything.”

“Right,” she agreed.

“But, shortly after that, possibly within minutes, you and I decided to enter into a temporary arrangement for the sake of experimenting with something we were both interested in, and with a person we knew well enough to be comfortable with in an uncomfortable situation. Right?”

“Yeah.” She had to agree. He was right.

“And if that one-day temporary agreement was all we ever had with each other, then we wouldn’t be having this conversation now.” He paused before continuing, “But, that’s not all it became, is it?”

Lizzie sighed softly. “No, Daddy.”

“We decided from there to continue our arrangement to make it more official, and full-time, and it’s going well. I’m being honest, sweetheart. Part of the reason this is so important to me is because even in this short time, I can see myself falling for you. I can see this arrangement becoming permanent, and I cannot be in a serious Daddy/Little girl relationship, or any kind of relationship for that matter, with someone who thinks it’s okay to lie to me. Do you understand? Punishing you for this is important to me because you are important to me. Because we, us, and what we have and what we are creating here between us is important to me. I think…” He hesitated and seemed nervous.

She grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

He squeezed back. “I think… I think I love you.” He said it like it was surprising to him, or like he was afraid she was going to jump up, yell that it was too soon, or call him crazy and run away.

But she wasn’t going to do any of that because the truth was she’d loved him from afar for a long time. And now that she knew him better, she loved him even more. Even enough to take a spanking that would suck and one they both knew she didn’t totally deserve. She’d do it for the sake of their relationship, and so the awful guilty feeling lingering in her gut would go away. Because she loved him, and he loved her. He loved her!

Twisting around in his arms, she turned to face him, and jumped to wrap her arms around him, pressing light kisses all over his face. “I love you too, Daddy.”

He caught her lips and kissed her deeply, his hands on each side of her face. That one kiss said everything; it was all consuming and when he finally pulled away, she was breathless and there was only one thing to say.

“I’m ready, Daddy.”

He didn’t immediately jump to action, rip off her t-shirt and demand she bend over the bed. He didn’t pick up the belt and make the same comments he’d made last night about wearing her ass out. Instead, he sighed, softly pressed his forehead against hers, drew a deep breath, and said, “I’m ready too.”

Chapter 18

Lizzie

“Come here, sweetheart.” Daddy stood her up, took her hand and led her over to the bed, positioning her bent over the side with her feet on the ground and her ass at the edge. As always, he handed her Bert, and she tucked him tightly between her chest and the bed with her arms wrapped around his soft body.

“One more time, let Daddy know that you understand why we are doing this.”