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“Oh my God!” She pressed her hands over her face. “Of all the things I thought you’d get me, I didn’t think you’d get methat!”
“Why not?” he asked, still chuckling. “Don’t you like it?” She watched through her fingers as he pulled the butt plug out. He turned the base toward her, and her lower stomach tightened.
Daddy’s Girl.
“You want me to wear that?” she whispered, and he nodded.
“You said you were open to anal.”
“How can you talk about this so casually?” she wailed, covering her eyes again.
“If I’m going to fuck you one day, shouldn’t we be comfortable talking about it?”
She paused.
Was he going to do that? He hadn’t done much more than kiss her; sometimes he’d touch her while in the bath until she came, but he never went further. She hadn’t even seen him without a shirt yet. And he was talking about sex? About butt plugs! The man was insane.
“I bought a few others for you, too,” he said, and her hands fell away from her face as he searched through the bags and boxes. He grabbed one, and moved to rip the bag open and she lurched over the gifts. “Abbie!”
“Mine,” she said, snatching the bag from his hands. His lips twitched, but his face quickly morphed back into a stern expression.
“Abbie,” he growled as she sat back on the other end of the couch. “Are you supposed to snatch things out of my hands like that?”
“But you were going to open my gift,” she explained. “It’s mine. You’re not supposed to open it.”
“So, you ask me to not open it. You don’t jump across everything and grab it. You could’ve hurt yourself, baby girl.” Her face heated. God, she loved his voice. Loved the way he said baby girl.
“Sorry,” she whispered. Daddy lingered right at the end of that word, but she still didn’t feel right saying it.
“Open your gift, then you’ll get to use it,” he said, and she narrowed her eyes.
“What is it?” He shrugged, reclining back, draping his arm along the back of the couch.
“Open it.”
Her heart hammered as she ripped the bag open and pulled out a box. She gaped at it, then at him.
“Training plugs?” she breathed, and he nodded.
“There should be another box in there.”
She dropped the set of training plugs and reached back into the bag. “Oh my God! I’m not ever using that thing.” She shook her head as she stared at the giant plug.
“It’s a punishment plug,” he told her, sounding way too freaking cheery about it. “You’ll use it. Maybe now. Look at what it says on the base.”
She opened the box, glaring at him as she slid the massive plug out. Turning it over, her eyes widened.
Daddy’s Naughty Girl.
“I am not naughty,” she huffed.
“I think you are.” He grinned as he pushed to his feet and extended his hand to her. “How are you feeling, baby?”
“Fine,” she whispered. “I think I held my breath too long.”
“I think so too.” His face tightened, and she dropped her eyes, not liking the disappointment she saw there.
“I don’t mean to do it,” she muttered. “I don’t think about it. It just happens.”
