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“You’ll get used to switching back and forth. Lots of Littles do it. Some live here like us, but some only come for vacations, and some split their time like you,” Jake tells me.

I can’t believe how relaxed I feel about my decision. I turn to look at Daddy and find him smiling at me. I had my concerns and doubts, but they have vanished.

When a shadow comes over us, I shift my attention to Carter who’s back. He’s holding up three lollipops—one blue, one orange, and one that looks like a slice of watermelon as if the fruit was cut down the middle and a full circle was cut out of the center. It’s not that large, but it’s so pretty.

“Thank you,” I say as I take it.

Carter strokes one of my pigtails. “You’re welcome. The treats on this island are all natural. No added sugars or preservatives.”

I take a lick and grin. “Delicious.”

Chapter Sixteen

“So what do you think about Littleworld and the island?” Daddy asks me that night after we climb into bed.

“Best day ever.” I throw my arms around him for the millionth time today. “Thank you for bringing me.”

He rubs my back. “I’m so glad. It seemed like you made good friends.”

“I did.”

“Do you feel better about going to the daycare on Monday?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

His hand slides down my body to cup my naked bottom. He’s naked, too. I like this time of day between my bath and when we go to sleep. Sexy time.

Daddy gives me a little swat. “I think my girl needs a maintenance spanking before I let her come.”

I giggle and squirm up closer to him. “What did I do to deserve a spanking, Daddy?”

He kisses all over my face. “Not a single thing. That’s why it’s called a maintenance spanking. You’re the most well-behaved Little alive. The only excuse I’ll ever have to spank you will be if I either make something up or just blindside you from time to time and take you over my knees.”

I shudder. The truth is I love it when he spanks me. Ever since the first time he did so a week ago, I’ve been wondering when he might again. Like he said, though, I’m not naughty enough to earn a spanking. This plan is genius.

Already my pussy is wet from the idea of his palm swatting my bottom.

Daddy tugs the covers down, turns me onto my tummy, lifts me onto all fours, and stuffs two pillows under my torso. “Hands above your head, Little one.”

I squeeze my thighs together as I obey him. I’m tingling with excitement. I don’t know if other Littles get this worked up over a spanking, but I don’t care. Daddy likes it. I like it. No one else matters.

“Spread your legs, naughty girl,” he commands.

I part my knees, but not wide enough for Daddy. He nudges them obscenely farther and puts a pillow between my knees.

I wiggle my bottom and moan. I’m already so horny it’s ridiculous. He hasn’t even touched me.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy, Grace.” His voice is deeper. It’s his sexy-time voice. It makes my nipples hard and my pussy spasm. He rubs my bottom with his palm before swatting me. The first spank is gentle. Hardly more than a tap.

I’m whimpering, though. I want more, and I push my bottom back, silently begging him to oblige.

Setting a palm on my lower back, Daddy spanks me again, harder this time. He continues swatting me a dozen or so more times, picking up the intensity every few spanks.

When he pauses, he grips one of my cheeks and squeezes. “Sexiest pink ass ever.” His fingers cause my cheeks to part, exposing my tight hole. I’m so used to him touching me there that I crave it.

I groan. “Please, Daddy.” I don’t know what I’m begging for, but it doesn’t matter. I love everything Eli gives me. Every touch,every spank, every smile, every pinch. I love how he reaches into my pussy and how he strokes my clit. I love how he looks at me like I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

I know for sure he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m insatiable. I love him so much.