Page 37 of Provoking Camden

“No, Sir.”

“I don’t have the temperament for being angry, Little one. Good Daddies do not. We’re a patient breed. We have to be in order to keep up with naughty Little girls.” I tap her nose, hoping to get her to smile.

“But what if what I need doesn’t align with what you need, Daddy?”

“Do you want to know what I need, Simone?”

She nods slowly.

“I need the Little girl I fell hard for several years ago to finally be mine. I need her to be happy and healthy. I need to do whatever it takes to make her smile and laugh and squirm and moan. I need to watch and learn from her and adjust my expectations to meet her needs. As her Daddy, it will fill my heart when she’s the best possible version of herself.”

“I don’t even know what age range I want to play in.”

“That’s okay. It won’t change my feelings a bit. I don’t care what age range we ultimately settle on or even if we never settle and instead switch around from time to time. We might need to shake things up a bit now and then. My Little girl changes her mind a lot. Sometimes, she’s pink and frilly. Other times, she black and dark.” I reach up to tickle under her chin.

She scrunches her nose. “I think the goth thing is over.”

I shrug. “If it is, that’s fine. If it comes back, I’ll roll with it.”

“I didn’t reschedule my interviews with those publishing houses,” she blurts out.

“Baby, I know that.”

“You do?”

“Yes. If you had rescheduled them, you would have told me. I assumed you weren’t ready and told them so.”

“I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready. I don’t know if that’s something I want to do. After I graduated, I was just applying for random internships to fill my time.”

“I gathered that when I realized you hadn’t made any plans before graduation and then you told me you didn’t need to work.”

“I promise I’ll never be a burden on you, Daddy.”

My brows shoot up high. “A burden? You could never be a burden, Little one. Not emotionally or financially. Wipe the idea from your head, Simone.”

“I might like to open my own editing service.”

“If that appeals to you, I think it’s a great idea.”

“But I’m not ready.”

“I agree. I don’t think you could focus or give it your all right now. Take your time. Don’t rush yourself. There’s no need. How about, for now, you focus on figuring out what it means to be my Little girl?”

She smiles. “I’d like that.”

Chapter 12

Simone

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“Will you spank me now?” I ask in a voice that sounds very timid and Little. I’m not usually timid. It’s not me. But I’m nervous because I don’t want him to turn me down. I might die if he does.

“Yes, Little one. But I want to talk to you about it first.”

I slouch a bit on his lap. I’m kind of tired of talking.

He wraps his hand around my ponytail and pulls it back, forcing me to tip my head so I meet his gaze. He does this a lot. I like how it makes me feel. Every time my hair gets tight on my scalp like this, my pussy quivers.