Page 27 of Controlling Natasha

I gasp.“How?”

“Camden told me he had a symposium and canceled class.”

“Oh.”Shit.I want to smack myself in the head.That didn’t occur to me.Professor Arnalt and Mr.Hoffman are friends.Duh.

“Why didn’t you confront me when I got home?”

“For the same reason I didn’t confront you tonight for being late.I don’t have permission to take the kind of liberties with you that I crave.It’s one thing to test the waters and give you rules.You follow them so eagerly.You’re desperate for guidance and boundaries.But enforcing my rules when you break them is going too far without us negotiating a dynamic.”

“I drank coffee, too.And I had soda tonight,” I blurt out.It sounds silly when I say it, but I feel better.

He chuckles.“My girl isn’t capable of being naughty.Those things were eating you up inside, weren’t they, Little one?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And you probably sat in a parking lot somewhere to make yourself intentionally late tonight to antagonize me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you feel better now that you’ve confessed everything?”

I nod as I bite my lip.There’s something else I really need to know before we take this another step further.

“What else is on your mind, Little one?We’ve opened Pandora’s box.Go ahead and dump the entire thing.”

I swallow.He’s spoken the exact words I was thinking.Pandora’s box.“Do you… Do you just see me as a Little girl?Or… Is it more?”

“So much more, Natasha.Don’t doubt that for a moment.”

“Do you want to kiss me?”I sound ridiculously naïve, but I don’t know how else to ask him.

“More than I want my next breath.”

I gasp.My entire body is shaking.Neither of us moves.

“Is there anything else you need to confess, Little one?”

I shake my head.

“Are you sure?”He lifts a brow.

I think for a moment, wondering what he’s referring to.I can’t imagine what else I would have to tell him.“Yes, Sir.”

“I know you’re a rule follower.In the future, you’ll feel better if you come clean rather than letting it fester.”

“Okay.Now what do we do?”

“Now we go to bed and get some sleep.You need time to think about everything we’ve discussed.I’m sure you’ll have more questions tomorrow.If you decide you want to explore this further, we will.”

“Is there more?”

He smiles.“So much more, Little one.I’ve only scraped the tip of the iceberg with regard to Daddying you.”

My breath hitches.

“If you agree to be my Little girl inallways, Natasha, I’ll make what you already know about submitting to me seem like a walk in the park.I want to control you on a much deeper level.I want to dress and undress you, bathe you, and fix your hair.Feed you.Dictate what you eat.Dictate when you eat.I want to impose far more restrictions than I already have.Do you know why?”

I think I’m going to faint, and my knees are locked together so tightly the bones are grinding against each other.I shake my head.I don’t have an answer.

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