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She wasn’t sure she believed that. But his words were starting to penetrate that hurt place inside her. Wrapping it up in some of that protection and safety that only he seemed able to give her.
“I want you to be happy, baby girl. Do you think you could be with me?”
“I’m happy whenever I’m with you.”
“You are?”
“It probably wasn’t too obvious because I keep having panic attacks or climbing you like a tree . . . but I’ve felt happier and safer with you than I have in . . . well . . . probably since my dad was alive.”
“So I make you happy, I make you feel safe, and I’m pretty sure you’re attracted to me.”
“Yes.”
“You’re a Little and I’m a Daddy Dom. I feel the same about you. I think you’re beautiful, brave, smart, and kind. Bit of a brat, but I can spank that out of you.”
“Hack!”
“Joking. I like your brat side. I want to spank you, though. A lot.”
“There are other things I can’t do . . .”
“Then they go on your limits list,” he said simply. “Whatever you can’t do, then we won’t do. Or if you want to then we work toward you being comfortable doing them. Including sex.”
She stared at him wide-eyed. “Just like that?”
“Yes, just like that.”
What . . . how . . . he couldn’t just say that! He was nuts.
“You can’t just agree to that.”
“Seems like I can and I just did. Now, you need to eat something.”
“Whoa, buddy. Not happening.” She smacked her good hand down, wincing as she hit the plate and some of the sandwiches went flying. “Oops sorry.”
“Give me your hand.”
She held out the hand that she’d slammed into the plate so he could examine it.
“You need to be more careful.”
“Does this mean I get more treasure?” Hmmm.
“No. And I might have to cut down on your treasure.”
“That’s not fair. Although, I guess I didn’t actually hurt myself.”
“You winced.”
“Because some grilled cheese went flying. Sorry, I really didn’t mean to do that. It’s just . . .” She breathed out a sigh. “Strong emotions.”
“Right. Maybe we need to come up with a way that you can get those out without harming yourself, yeah?”
“I suppose so. But how?”
“What about a word? Something that will tell me everything is bubbling inside you and you need a way to get it all out. If you say that word, I’ll know you’re close to the edge and try to help.”
“I . . . guess that might work. Like a safeword but for my emotions?”
