“Sorry.” She buried her face into his chest.
“Addie, we have got to stop you apologizing for stuff all the time. Don’t be sorry. Just tell me what’s going on. Also, put your legs up around my hips. That can’t be comfortable.”
Her legs moved without her even thinking about it, wrapping themselves around his hips. Oh, yeah, that felt so much better.
“Good girl.”
Jesus, she thought she’d do just about anything to hear the words ‘good girl’ coming from his lips.
Which was kind of a scary thought when she considered it.
She would have to be careful because she couldn’t trust just anyone with that power over her.
“What are you thinking?” he asked her.
There was no way that she wanted to tell him what she was really thinking.
“Addie,” he said in a low voice, “I know you can tell me.”
Drat. How had he figured her out so quickly? No one figured her out this easily. Of course, most people didn’t actually bother to try.
“You can tell me anything, remember? We’re a team.”
Oh, how she wished that was true.
She really wanted to be a team with Cash, maybe for the rest of her life.
Stop, Addie. He’s not going to marry you, for God’s sake. He’s just being kind to you because he’s a kind person.
“I like when you call me a good girl,” she blurted out.
“That’s good,” he told her. “Because I like being able to call you a good girl. That isn’t what is worrying you, though.”
“It’s just when you call me that I think I’d do anything to hear it.”
“And you’re worried about what you might actually do, without really meaning to?”
She nodded. It sounded kind of ridiculous. She had her own mind, and she could think for herself. Two words didn’t have the power to make her do something.
At least they shouldn’t.
“Addie, it’s all right to like praise,” he said. “And even though it feels like you might do anything to hear those words, I know that you wouldn’t. I know that if someone told you to jump in front of a car and that you were a good girl if you did, that you wouldn’t.”
She was glad that he knew that.
“It can be a heady feeling, falling under someone else’s control, giving away your own. And while some people really do enjoy that full power switch, others prefer something a bit less intense.”
Right. She had read about people who were in a full 24/7 power exchange relationship, where the sub didn’t decide anything, not what she wore, or ate, or did.
And that sort of thing didn’t really appeal to her. She didn’t want anyone telling her all the time what to do. But sometimes it would be nice not to have to make decisions.
Maybe that’s why she relied so much on her sisters, because Dotty would happily make the decisions for everyone around her.
“Sometimes it can be nice to let go and just not worry about anything. Give someone else total control. That doesn’t mean you’d want it all the time. However, you have to be very careful about who you give that power to.”
She nodded. She knew that.
“I’m going to guess you haven’t really been around a Daddy before, or a Dom?”
