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“Do you have a sense of where you want to end up today?” he asked, while he stroked his thumb over the tops of her knuckles.
“Maybe a seven? Crying feels good and like it washes away some things, but I have things to do later, so I can’t be incapacitated for the rest of the day like I would be from a ten.”
“Sounds right. And you can always change your mind in either direction. I also wanted to give you a safeword. I’ll stop if you say stop because we don’t know each other well enough to rely completely on a safeword but it’s always nice to have. How about ‘tater tots’? That should be easy to remember, but I don’t think you’d be likely to say it in a kink context.”
Nova giggled. “Tater tots as in our elementary school mascot?”
“Exactly.”
Linc grinned, and he was just so good-looking. Which he’d always been, but now there was something more confident and more at ease there. He looked more comfortable in his own skin. Which made him even more attractive. That plus the adorable sense of humor and his willingness to spank her.
Ugh, she was going to fall for this man so hard. But maybe she’d have a good time and enjoy herself while she was turning into mashed potatoes. And she could put herself back together in the New Year with the help of the staff and her friends here. It would slow down enough by then that she would feel better about going to the Littles’ Wing whenever she wanted.
“Anything else you need to tell me before we get started?”
Like the fact that something he’d probably forgotten all about still haunted her?
“Injuries? Allergies? Triggers?” he offered.
Right. Not deep-seated, decade-plus old emotional trauma that’d he’d been a party to.
“I don’t think so? Just don’t tell me I’m a bad girl. That phrase just hits something really tender, and it hurts.”
“Got it. If that’s it, I think it’s time for you to be ass-up over my lap.”
Nova’s mouth had gone dry, so she hoped Linc would accept her hasty nod and not make her say it out loud. Lucky for her, he did, and used a hand at her waist to urge her over his lap.
It felt good in a way she couldn’t explain. She’d been turned over Nanny J and Master Derek’s knees in the relatively recent past but it hadn’t felt like this. Maybe she was particularly desperate or maybe there was a sexual, carnal note to this position that wasn’t there when it was her platonic partners. Being over Linc’s thick thighs made her aware of her body in a way being in this position with Nanny J or Master Derek didn’t.
How the undersides of her breasts were pressed up against his thigh, how he pulled her close against his lean torso with his strong arm, and how her backside was front and center.
Maybe this had been a mistake.
Nova opened her mouth to say so and even started to push up on her elbows to escape but Linc tightened his grip around her waist and set his forearm across her back to hold her down while he rubbed a large hand over her clothes-covered butt. Which made everything simultaneously worse and better.
“Nova. Would Nanny J give you a spanking over your skirt and panties or would she spank your bare bottom?”
If she was tempted to lie, his steady and firm tone wouldn’t have allowed it. As things were, she cradled her head in her arms to hide her blush and tried to ignore the flood of arousal that overtook her below the waist. Why did hearing Linc say “bare bottom” turn her on so much?
“Bare bottom,” she admitted, and squeezed her eyes shut. Did hearing her say that out loud make him feel the same way?
Linc folded her skirt up, smoothing it over her back, and then his hands were at her waist, thumbs slipping into her tights. He pushed them down over her hips slowly until they were bunched up partway down her thighs, and then the only layer between them was her undies. She had not anticipated this happening today so she hadn’t worn anything especially cute or seductive. The cotton briefs were light blue with white, silver, and darker blue snowflakes printed on them, and read “Let it snow!” in curly script winding around the print.
“Very cute panties, little girl.”
“Thank you,” she murmured into her arms, both mortified and pleased. A cocktail that had a shot of arousal added to it as he slipped her panties over her butt to join her bunched-up tights.
What would everyone from high school think if they could see them now? She couldn’t wander too far down that path because it hurt so much and Linc was doing this to make her life easier, not to make her sad.
“Can I ask you for something, Nova?”
“Sure?”
What could Linc want from her? And why was he asking her now when she was in such a vulnerable position?
“I think we’d both like it if you used an honorific when you address me. Would that be something you’d be okay with?”
She barely bit back a dreamy sigh. Yes, she would love to call Linc “Daddy”. Had wanted to before but that didn’t seem casual, and she knew it wouldn’t feel casual to her. Not for long at any rate.
