Page 71 of Their Forever Daddy

Guilt coated Jesse’s tummy. Carly had gotten in trouble because Edie had been too wrapped up in her to talk to her friends.

One more reason for them to hate her.

“And besides,” Carly continued, her expression turning to an obvious sulk. “The butt stuff was the easy part. It’s the fact that he didn’t let me you know while he did it. And he’s making me wait until we actually get to Nebraska!”

Oh, man. Poor Carly. “I’m sorry,” Jesse blurted out, unable to hold the words back any longer.

Once again, four heads swiveled her way. Beside her, Edie tensed, and she would swear she could feel her glare drilling into the back of her head.

The corners of Carly’s lips dipped down, her brow drawing together in clear confusion. “Why are you sorry?”

“Um, well, you got in trouble because of me.” Jesse risked a glance around the room, only to find the other women wearing equally confused expressions. “Because Edie was… busy.”

To Jesse’s surprise, Noelle snorted and rolled her eyes. “Please. Carly got in trouble because she likes being in trouble and her Daddy likes it when she gets herself in trouble. If Matt was really pissed about it, I can guarantee she would be eating these donuts standing up.”

“That’s true.” Carly nodded enthusiastically. “I mean, I really was worried about Edie, and Matt understood that. He wasn’t actually mad about it. He’s just a sadistic jerk.”

“There you go, babygirl.” Wrapping her arm around Jesse’s waist, Edie pulled her more snugly against her. “Nothing for you to be sorry about.”

It still felt like she should be sorry, but even with all those years apart she knew her woman well enough to understand pushing the issue would only end with a red bottom for her. And since Edie had made it clear she had no problem spanking Jesse in front of her friends, that wasn’t really a risk she was willing to take.

“Yes, Ma’am,” she muttered, doing her best not to sulk.

“Good girl.”

Edie’s quiet praise had butterflies dancing in Jesse’s tummy.

“Wish some of that sadist energy would rub off on Ian.” Eyes fixed on the donut she was slowly picking apart, Taylor pushed her bottom lip out in a pout that had Jesse swallowing a giggle.

Laughing at her potential new friends was probably not the best way to make them actual friends.

“Aw, honey.” Reaching over, Carly gave Taylor’s knee a sympathetic pat. “Do you want me to talk to Matt? I know he’s mentored Ian a bit before, he’d probably be more than happy to give him some sadist lessons.”

“It’s fine. I’m just feeling sulky because he keeps threatening me with stuff but then he never actually follows through. He spanks me plenty, but the other stuff seems to be off the table.”

“Like butt stuff?” Jesse asked, momentarily forgetting she wasn’t ‘one of the girls’.

But Taylor only nodded, her cheeks slowly turning red. “That and I told him I wanted to experiment with like clamps and stuff. Maybe some denial. But he loves giving me orgasms, so I don’t think that one’s ever going to happen.”

“Yup, nope, I’m out of this part of the conversation.” Grabbing yet another donut, Noelle pushed to her feet. “I love you, Taylor, but that’s my brother.”

“Sorry,” Taylor said with a little giggle that said she wasn’t really sorry.

After Noelle made herself scarce, Edie spoke up. “Have you talked to him about how you’re feeling, Taylor?”

Still picking at her donut, Taylor jerked a shoulder in a noncommittal shrug. “I dunno. I’ve told him I wanted to try stuff but… he’s the Daddy. Shouldn’t he take the lead from there?”

“You mean, shouldn’t he be able to read your mind and automatically know how important this is to you even though you’ve never actually told him that?”

Jesse swallowed another laugh at Edie’s dry tone, even as her heart swelled with sympathy for Taylor, who had looked up from her donut long enough to glare at Edie. “I hate it when you do that.”

“I know. That’s part of why I do it.”

A million thoughts were tumbling around in Jesse’s head, but she wasn’t sure if she should actually give voice to them. It was entirely possible Taylor had no desire to hear what she had to say.

But she just looked so sad, and Jesse never had been able to stand anyone being sad in her presence. “I have a bit of advice, if you’d like it.”

Taylor hesitated, looking behind Jesse, presumably for confirmation from Edie before she nodded. “Please.”

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