Daddy's Sweet Girl (Montana Daddies 3)
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She knew she could trust him. She wouldn’t be here if she couldn’t.
“I don’t know what I like or dislike.”
“Then we’ll find out together. I’ll never push you more than you can take. I’m not hardcore. You’ll have a safe word if you get scared or you’re in any sort of pain.”
“W-what exactly do you plan on doing?”
“Nothing too scary, I promise. Choose a safeword now. Something you wouldn’t say during sex.”
“Huh. Okay. How about tutu?”
“Tutu is good. How do you feel about being bound?”
“I want to try. I trust you.”
“I’m so thankful you do. Later, we can discuss any other limits. But what you do need to know is this means you’re agreeing to be mine. I’m not doing this casually.”
Happiness filled her. How was this not a dream? “Me either. I want to be yours.”
A slow grin crossed his face. “Even though being mine means you follow my rules and submit to my discipline if you break them.”
“Are you trying to talk me out of it?” she demanded, feeling a bit disgruntled.
“Nope, just don’t want you to claim ignorance when you find yourself over my knee getting your butt paddled.”
Well, shit.
“I’m going to struggle to ever hide anything from you, aren’t I?”
“Nope. Because you’re never going to hide anything from me. I’m going to know you inside out.”
“And will I know you inside out?” she asked.
“Everything I can tell you. There are some things about my job that will never touch you. And that’s not negotiable,” he said firmly. “So, I need the words. You’re gonna be mine, you’re gonna follow my rules and accept my discipline if you’re a naughty girl, both as my sub and my Little.”
“Yes.”
“No, I mean I really need you to say the words.”
Oh crap. “Who knew you’d be such a talker?”
He grinned. “I’m very good at contract negotiations and I like things to be very clear and out in the open. So?”
She couldn’t believe she had to do this. “I’m going to be yours; I’ll follow your rules and...accept your discipline if I’m a naughty girl as your sub and your Little.”
She still didn’t know exactly what all that would entail. But excitement and need far outweighed the nerves.
“So, do we get to have sex now?” she blurted out. Fuck. Why did she go and say that?
“Oh no, baby. We’re not having sex.”
They weren’t? What the hell?
“We’ve going to have out-of-this-world fucking sex.”
“Oh. That sounds nice.”
Nice. Again, with nice. What was wrong with her?