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Neither of us moves.

“I’ll do everything in my power to make that happen for you, Naomi,” he finally says.

I can’t believe what I’m hearing. I unfold my legs, intending to crawl toward him. I want to be on his lap, in his arms.

He holds out a hand. “Don’t move, babygirl.”

I’m breathing heavily as I pause and cock my head to the side. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong. I just think we need to slow down. We have a plan. One week. I want you to give me one week in Little space. I know your hormones are raging. So are mine. I feel like a teenager, and it’s been a damn long time since I was that young.”

“What difference does it make?” I ask, confused and shaking.

“It could make all the difference, babygirl. One week. You’ll let me Daddy you while you fully explore your Little. I don’t want to do things out of order. I want you to take the time to be sure this is something you want.”

“I know it is, Dagger. I’ve wanted this for years. I’ve thought about it a million times. I’ve used that vibrator to thoughts of you so many times it’s a wonder it still works,” I admit.

Dagger groans. “Naughty girl.”

“I’m just telling the truth.”

“Well, I’m the Daddy here, and you’ll do as I say. I want you to be certain before we take our relationship to the next level. It would be so easy for me to sweep you off this couch and take you to my bed. We’re not doing easy, Naomi. We’re doing forever.”

I lean back against the corner and sigh. Why does he have to be so reasonable? “I’ve been sure about you for years, Dagger.”

“You’ve harbored a fantasy about me that you can’t be sure will turn into reality. This isn’t a game for me, Naomi. I’m a Daddy Dom through and through. If you want a lasting relationship with me—and, babygirl, I sincerely hope you do—you’ll be my Little girl for the rest of our lives. You’ve never had a chance to fully explore how that would feel.”

Damn him for being right.

“I want you to meet some other Little girls and talk to them. It will help you understand the commitment.”

“Okay.” The idea makes me nervous, but I’m excited at the same time. I’ve never met another Little girl. I’ve seen them at the club I used to go to, but I never joined them or spoke to anyof them. I’ve never had someone with whom I was comfortable enough to ask questions.

“Good girl. Now, go grab some PJs and take a bath. Relax in the tub for a bit. I put some toys under the sink if you want to play. You may not touch yourself. Not for the entire week. You will save your body for me.”

My cheeks heat. “Yes, Sir.”

“In the future, if you stay with me, I will wash you myself in the evenings. I will be the one to dress you and undress you. But I don’t have the willpower to see your naked body this week, so you’ll have to bathe and change on your own. Can you do that for me, babygirl?”

I nod. I can do anything for him. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Now, get a move on before I change my mind and yank you under me. You’re testing my willpower.”

I hesitate a moment, thinking I’d rather he yank me under him. But I understand his reasoning, and I will respect his decision. I scramble to my feet, but before I leave the room, I run over to him, wrap my arms around him, and hug him close.

He returns the hug, rubbing my back as he nuzzles my neck. Finally, he releases me. “Go, naughty girl. Sleep tight.”

My heart is soaring as I obey him and rush from the room. He’s not asking me to wait for months. He’s asking me for one week. I can be good for one week. As much as I hate to admit it, he’s right. This is probably for the best.

Chapter Seven

Six days later…

Dagger

“Naomi, where are you? We’re going to be late,” I call from the living room. I told Spence and Ben we would be at their house at two o’clock. That’s in fifteen minutes, and my babygirl hasn’t come out of her room yet.

I’m not as frustrated as I’m trying to sound. It’s impossible to be aggravated with Naomi. She has me wrapped around her pinky, and I’ve been there from the moment she jumped into my arms last week.

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