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about seeing her slightly undone that drove him mad with lust. He couldn’t help but imagine her handcuffed to his headboard while he ran ice cubes over her naked body.
    Shaking that arousing mental picture from his mind, he offered, “In a minute they’ll go back to eating their meals. Ignore them. Look at me.”
    She focused her eyes on him and took a deep breath. Then she smiled at him and set her menu down on the table. “You’re right.”
    “Of course I am. You know Daddy knows best, don’t you?” He winked at her.
    She nodded and crinkled her nose at him flirtatiously. That cute little nose of hers drove him wild, along with her eyes that, tonight, reflected the blue of her dress.
    The waiter presented Natron with the bottle of wine, allowed him to take a taste sip, then poured them each a glass.
    They each took a sip and agreed the wine was delicious, then Natron cleared his throat. “Carmen, I brought you out tonight because I wanted to talk with you about something important.” Her eyes brimmed with curiosity. They were mesmerizing with their lovely sea-glass, ever-changing color.
    He watched to make sure the waiter was out of earshot before he asked, “How would you feel about calling me Daddy?”
    She pursed her lips and considered his question. “Okay, I guess.”
    “It doesn’t bother you?”
    The corners of her mouth lifted. “I’ve called you that before and I kinda like it. Why?”
    The sip of wine he’d just drunk went down the wrong way and he choked on it.
    “Are you okay?” she asked.
    “Yeah. Sorry.” He coughed again, trying to regain his composure. “Excuse me.”
    She drank her wine and waited for him to continue.
    Keeping his voice low so they wouldn’t be overheard, he asked, “Do you know what a submissive is?”
    “You mean like in S&M?” she asked.
    He was impressed. She seemed so innocent that he hadn’t expected her to know much about his kinks. “Yeah, like that. The kind of relationship that turns me on the most is the kind with a daddy and his little girl. I like to be the daddy, and I wanted to find out if you’d be interested in being my little girl.” A drop of sweat ran down his back. Damn, he was nervous.
    “It’s not like being a pedophile, is it?”
    “Nothing like that. It’s like a regular dominant and submissive relationship, except I’m more into spoiling and protecting my little girl than I am hurting her. The whole pain thing isn’t really my thing.”
    “But there are punishments, right?”
    “Yeah. When you do something wrong, definitely. But I’d never want to hurt you or push you past your limits. You’d have a safeword and we’d never do anything you weren’t okay with.”
    “I’d like to give it a try,” she said, and at that moment she looked like an angel to him with those cherubic lips and her halo of curls.
    He’d thought she would have more questions, some objections maybe. But for her to say yes just like that—she truly was a natural submissive.
    “Don’t you have any questions, concerns, reservations?” he asked, wanting to be certain.
    “If I do, I’m sure you’ll answer them. Won’t you?”
    The trust she placed in him after knowing him such a short time was intoxicating. She made him feel like he could go anywhere, do anything with her. He wondered if she was the woman he’d been waiting for… He’d been living the life of a player because no one ever made him feel like settling down. Until now.
    “Sure, babygirl.” He winked. “I’ll show you the ropes. All you really need to know is how to please Daddy, and I’ll teach you how to do that.”
    She beamed. “When can we start?” she asked, her cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink.
    “You’re so pretty when you blush.”
    “Thanks,” she said, fidgeting, clearly not used to being complimented.
    “We can start now, tonight, if you like.”
    “I would like that.”
    Natron ate fast normally, but tonight he finished his steak in record time. He