“Oh no you don’t, little girl. Tell Daddy what’s going on in that brain of yours.”
“Nothing. Let’s just watch the movie.”
Before she could lift the remote again, however, he was dragging her back over his lap with an ease that had butterflies exploding in her stomach. He was a hell of a lot stronger than he looked, unfortunately for her.
“Daddy, no!” Big Samantha disappeared completely, allowing Little Sammie to take the lead again as he tugged her pajama bottoms to her knees. “I don’t wanna ‘nother spanking!”
“Then tell Daddy what’s going on.”
“Nothing’s going on, I just wanna watch my movie!”
She knew it was the wrong answer even before that first stinging swat fell, reigniting the burn from her earlier spanking. Tears blurred her vision as the spanks fell, hard and fast, covering her entire bottom in no time at all.
“Ow, ow, owie, Daddy, I’msorry!”
To her surprise, that seemed to do the trick. His hand came to rest on her scorched bottom, stroking the heated flesh. “Are you ready to tell me what’s going on, Samantha?”
“It’s nothingbad.” She punctuated the statement with an insulted sniffle. “I was just surprised you’d be okay with watching a kid’s movie with me.”
“Why on earth wouldn’t I be okay with it? If that’s what you want to watch, then that’s what we’ll watch.”
“But it’s silly.”
“Baby, if it makes you happy then it isn’t silly at all.”
Warmth filled her chest as she craned her neck to stare up at him through watery eyes. “Really?”
“Of course, baby. Part of being your Daddy is giving you space to be as Little as you want to be. And if that means watching movies about magical ponies, then that’s what we’ll do.”
Pushing up from his lap, she threw her arms around his neck and squeezed. And tried to ignore the niggling voice of her Big side insisting there had to be a catch somewhere. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“You don’t have to thank me, baby.” With a low, wicked chuckle, he wrapped his arms around her. “But now that I have you on my lap, I’m afraid you’re stuck here for the rest of the movie.”
Giggling at his silliness, she dropped her head to his shoulder as he picked up the remote and started the movie.
So far, having a Daddy was everything she’d ever dreamed it would be.
And maybe, if she was lucky, it could stay that way, at least for a little while.
Chapter Ten
Sam
Four days. Four days she’d had a Daddy, and they had been four of the best days of her life. Dylan had spent every second of their time together making her feel like the most special Little girl in the world, even when he was at work. When they were apart, he texted her to check in, to make sure she was drinking her water, that she ate lunch. And when they were together, he let her spend as much time in her Little space as she wanted.
There’d been movies and tea parties with her stuffies and more than one spanking, especially the day she’d gotten super busy at work and forgotten to drink any water at all. The memory of how thoroughly he’d paddled her with her own hairbrush still had her bottom clenching two days later.
But the one thing he hadn’t done yet, was fuck her. No matter how many hints she dropped, how little clothing she wore around the house, he hadn’t made any more moves in that direction.
She was starting to get a bit of a complex about it, if she was being honest.
But since it was Saturday and they had absolutely zero plans, maybe today was the day. Maybe she’d slip into something sexy and sneak into his bedroom and…
Her daydream was interrupted by a knock at her door. “Sam? You awake, baby?”
Need pulsed through her as she pushed up in her bed, frantically trying to smooth her hair into something reasonably attractive. “Yup. Come in.”
The bedroom door swung open, and Dylan filled the doorway, a wide grin stretched across his face and his eyes glittering with excitement. “Time to get up and get dressed. Daddy’s got a surprise for you.”
