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“Why do you want to?” She didn’t miss the caveat and had no doubt he’d step in to rescue her if he even suspected a threat, but she loved that he was willing to meet her halfway.

He smiled and traced her bottom lip with his thumb. “Because I like taking care of my babygirl—especially if she’s a strong badass like you. I want to see you melt under my touch and make you feel a hundred percent safe because you know I won’t let anything hurt you.”

Warmth blossomed in her chest, and she had to clear her throat before she could speak. “What makes you think I want to be your babygirl?”

“You’re blushing.” He held his gaze on her face and traced a gentle fingertip down her neck. “And your pulse just sped up. I think you like the idea more than you want to admit.”

Damn him again. It was like he had a direct line to her deepest, most private fantasies. “So, if I said yes, what would this relationship entail?”

“Lots of spankings to convince you to behave?” He chuckled when her lips parted with surprise. “If you like them, then it’s all the better. There is no one size fits all approach topower exchange relationships, so we need to communicate and experiment to see what works for us.”

“I…” Her pussy clenched and she bit back a needy whine. “Wow. Should I call you Daddy?”

His blue eyes darkened to indigo, and he leaned close to nip the tender skin under her ear as she felt a suspicious bulge grow against her hip. “Just thinking of you calling me Daddy makes my cock hard, Sadie, but I’m not going to force it if you’re not feeling it. All I want is your complete honesty. If you hate something, tell me.”

“You sound too good to be true,” she muttered.

“I’m not.” He tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “I just don’t like it when my partner isn’t on board with what we’re doing.”

“You won’t be my Daddy while I’m working. I won’t consent to anything that interferes in my business.”

“That’s a given, but if I see you in danger of being hurt, I won’t be able to stop myself from protecting you.” He smiled wryly and tapped her nose. “And don’t lie and tell me you haven’t done the same with your crew, Ms. Mama Bear.”

“Rude!”

“I watched you do it this morning, remember?” Laughing softly, he added, “And as a bonus, your crew will get a Mama Bearanda Daddy Bear looking after them.”

Yep. Daniel was too good to be true.

“Now you’re just fighting dirty.” She hesitated and swallowed hard, hoping things wouldn’t blow up in her face. “But I want to try.”

“There’s my very good girl.”

Her inner bad girl took over and she rubbed her hip against his thickening erection, making him hiss out a soft curse and set her on her feet.

“First, you’re going to get ready for bed.” He turned her to face the bathroom and swatted her butt, the sting sending dark pleasure into her core. “Then I’m going to tuck you in and stay with you until you fall asleep.”

“I have a better idea.” Facing him, she stepped into his arms. “Let’s mess up the bed we just made, Daddy.”

Chapter Eight

Daniel

“Naughty,” he murmured. He slid his hand down her back and palmed her succulent backside. “Babygirls shouldn’t tease their Daddies.”

“Who said I was teasing?” Slowly, she unbuckled his belt and slid it free of the loops. “And before you ask, because I have a feeling you will, I’m giving my wholehearted consent.”

“Sadie—”

“Show me what it’s like, Daddy.” She tugged his shirt free and slid her callused palms up his chest. “I want to take what you’re offering.”

Fuck. He stopped her before she could unbutton his jeans. “Condoms, honey. I don’t have any.”

“No worries there.” She gave him an impish smile and dug through her bag, then held up an unopened box of protection. “They’re not even expired yet.”

“And why do you have a box of condoms in your overnight bag, young lady?” he asked, trying to hide a smile under a sternexpression. He didn’t give a shit about her past partners but liked that she kept herself protected.

“Grown woman, remember? I got needs too.”

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