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“I like to take a walk every morning. I was headed outside to do a quick mile, that’s all.” Her lips quirked in a tiny smile. “Yes, I know I probably wasn’t dressed warm enough. I promise next time I go out in a storm, I’ll wear a coat.” She settled back against his chest as though she considered the matter settled.
“Young lady, this discussion isn’t over yet.” He waited until she straightened a bit and met his gaze. “Visibility was very poor this morning. It wouldn’t have been safe for you to go out in the storm, especially if you were planning to walk amile. You would’ve likely gotten lost. Furthermore, there was a windchill in the negative teens. I doubt you get weather that cold in Richmond very often. And don’t even get me started on your poor choice in footwear. You could’ve very well ended up with frostbite on your toes.” Anger flared inside him as he considered the immense danger she would’ve found herself in had she actually gone outside.
Her gaze clouded with worry, the mischievous glint in her eyes fading. He could tell she was thinking about what he’d just said and taking it seriously. Good. He didn’t want to scare her, but he wanted her to understand that risking her safety was unacceptable.
“You look really mad, Daddy.” Her face fell and she peered at his chest, avoiding his gaze. Her chest rose and fell more rapidly, her expression became more troubled, and he feared she was on the verge of a panic attack.
He placed a finger beneath her chin and forced her eyes to his. “Breathe, baby, breathe. Daddy isn’t going to yell at you. I’m not planning to punish you for this either. I just wanted to talk to you and get you to understand how dangerous it would’ve been for you to go outside like that by yourself. Your well-being is important to me. I feel very protective of you, Kaylee.”
“You do? Why? We haven’t known each other for that long.”
“Yes, I do. I’ve felt protective of you from the first moment I looked into your eyes. And when I saw those burns on your hands, all I could think about was helping you feel better.” He rubbed her back as he spoke in the gentlest tone he could muster, and to his relief, her breathing returned to normal, and she no longer appeared on the verge of panic. Not for the first time, he thought about how badly he wanted to punch Fuckface Chad in the nose. The sort of fear he’d seen in her eyes didn’t come from nowhere. Stephen could only imagine how her ex had treated her during disagreements.
Kaylee appeared deep in thought for a long moment. Finally, she said, “I came here to distract myself from what happened with Chad and Amy, and I’m afraid I wasn’t really thinking straight this morning. I need to stay busy so I won’t think about him and how lonely I feel most of the time, so I hopped out of bed and went into autopilot and got ready to go outside for a walk like I usually do each morning. I didn’t check the weather, so I didn’t know about the windchill, though in my defense, I was wearing layers. I packed boots but didn’t know it was snowing until I got downstairs. I suppose you’re right that it would’ve been very unsafe to go outside, especially alone. The idea of getting lost in a storm does sound scary, and I appreciate that you’re looking out for me.” She squared her shoulders and looked him straight in the eye. “I promise I’ll try to be more careful, Daddy. It's a good thing we ran into each other this morning. Literally.”
Shit. He couldn’t fault her for needing to stay busy. Hadn’t he done the same thing after Heather died? He’d worked himself to exhaustion and he’d also taken some of the most dangerous assignments. He knew all too well the toll heartbreak could take on a person.
“I can understand needing to stay busy, sweetheart. It’s my hope that each morning you wake up is easier than the one before. Thank you for promising to be more careful.” He pressed another kiss to her forehead, then started taking out her pigtails. He removed the ribbons and combed his fingers through the braids, causing her hair to fall in luxurious golden waves around her shoulders. She leaned into his touch with a soft sigh, allowing him to take care of her.
He petted her and snuggled her for a few more minutes. He loved the feel of her in his arms. But she couldn’t seem to sit still. She kept shifting in his lap as though she were struggling to get comfortable.
“Is your bottom still sore?”
She blushed and nodded, then squirmed around more as though to demonstrate just how sore she was.
“Would you like Daddy to rub your butt?”
“O-okay.” Her blush deepened, her face turning a rosy hue.
He placed her facedown over his lap, lifted her shirt, and set to work caressing her bottom, though he saw only the faintest hint of red. As he kneaded her cheeks, he noticed the glimmer of arousal between her thighs. His Little girl was getting wet again.
Chapter 13
Kaylee couldn’t believe how quickly things were progressing with Stephen.Daddy. She was over his lap letting him rub her sore bottom, and her face heated when she thought about why it was sore in the first place. He’d given her a spanking. He’d punished her because she’d disobeyed him.
Little girls who disobey their daddies get punished. That means you’ve earned yourself a spanking, Kaylee.
Is your kitty throbbing for Daddy, sweetheart? Are you getting wet because you know Daddy’s about to pull your panties down and take you over his knee?
Before I start your spanking, little girl, Daddy wants to have a good look at how wet and swollen your kitty is becoming.
If you take your spanking like a good girl, Daddy will play with your kitty afterward. Imagine how nice it’ll feel to have Daddy stroking your slickness and rubbing your clit.
His words from earlier in the night kept replaying in her mind, causing her pussy to clench repeatedly. Warmth undulated in her center, and she had to fight the urge to squirm. She liked the feel of Daddy’s hands caressing her sore butt cheeks, but she was starting to wish he’d touch her somewhere else instead. Between her thighs. She felt herself getting wet and she ached for him to touch her kitty.
To her shock, he abruptly grasped her bottom and spread her wide.
“Daddy, please.” Shame rushed through her because she knew he could see everything. But for some reason, her embarrassment over knowing how exposed she was only heightened her excitement. Her face burned and her clit throbbed so hard she was tempted to try reaching under herself to stroke it. Whimpers left her and she hoped Daddy would touch her privates soon.
“Please, what? Tell me what you want, baby.”
“I’m all achy and wet, Daddy. I-I need you to help make the ache go away.”
“Are you asking Daddy to tend to your kitty, sweetheart?”
“Yesssssss.Please.”
It happened fast. One second, he had her center splayed wide apart, and in the next second he had two—or possibly three, she wasn’t certain—fingers shoved into her aching depths.
