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“Good. Drink.” He gave her a stern look as she pressed her lips together. “Little girl, I don’t want to spank you right now, but I will if you neglect your health.”
Eyeing him, as though she wasn’t quite sure whether to believe him or not, she opened her mouth once more.
She drank half the bottle down before shaking her head. He sighed, looking at the bottle.
“Tummy’s full. Want cock.”
Damn. Christ. He didn’t think it was possible for him to get any harder. He was going to be lucky if he didn’t explode as soon as the tip got past her plump lips.
“You can have the rest soon.” He set it down and she smirked, then quickly hid it. “Don’t think I didn’t see that, little girl. You are not winning. You will drink the rest or you’re going to sleep with a red bottom. Only reason you’re not over my knee right now is because . . .”
“Because I’m an emotional mess? Because I just lost it? Because I’ve gone cuckoo?”
“Right. That’s it.” He rolled her over his lap and gave her several sharp slaps on her ass. Of course, she was still wrapped in the blanket and her clothing, so she probably didn’t feel anything but a dull thud.
However, it wasn’t his intent to inflict pain. But rather shake her out of her mindset. This wasn’t like Maeve. She was usually so positive. Sure, she had some insecurities. But he couldn’t stand to hear her being so negative. Especially about herself.
When he turned her back over, she was staring at him in shock. “You actually did it.”
“You didn’t think I would?”
“I . . . I wasn’t completely sure,” she whispered.
“Girl, you need to stop with the bullshit negativity about yourself. I might not be the best with emotions or with tears, well, your tears, but there is nothing I wouldn’t do to look after you. I would do everything for you if you’d allow it. You’d never make another decision, I’d take them all over. I’d feed you, bathe you, dress you, anything you needed. I want to do it all.”
“I . . . I . . . really?”
“Yes.”
She licked her dry lips. She needed more water. But he also knew she needed to talk this out.
“I don’t think I could do that all the time.”
Right. He knew it was too much to ask. He opened his mouth to tell her that, but she kept going.
“But sometimes I might like that. When my Little is feeling very young. Sometimes she likes older activities. Like playing in the mud and jumping in puddles. And snowball fights. I really want to have snowball fights. Oh, and I’ve always wanted one of those toy dogs that walks and poops and barks. That would be fun.”
He gave her a look.
“I’m rambling, huh? I guess I’m saying that I might not want it all the time . . . but a lot of the time I might like you to make the decisions. Yeah, like . . . now.”
He sucked in a breath.
Seriously?
Fuck.
“I wish I had everything I need to take care of you.”
“You do.”
He shook his head. “I don’t have a crib. A bottle or pacifier. Diapers.”
She blushed at that last part.
“You can get these really thick panties that feel a bit like diapers without being pull-ups.”
“You can?” She gave him a shocked look.
