Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
When she provokes his Daddy side, their friendship changes forever.
After working together for years, Tatiana thought she knew everything there was to know about her co-owner, Maniac. His dominant side is often on display, so she's taken aback when she first learns about his much softer, and much more enticing, Daddy side.
Maniac looks like an outlaw with the rough edges of a biker, but his appearance hides a shrewd professional mind. And his head for business is the only reason he has kept his distance from his gorgeous partner all of this time. But when he finds Tatiana sobbing over the ending of another disastrous relationship, the business is no longer Maniac's priority. This Daddy can't stay away from the Little he's meant to cherish any longer.
Little Cakes is a sweet and satisfying series, but dare to taste only if you like delicious Daddies, luscious Littles, and guaranteed happily-ever-afters.
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Prologue
Beautifully inked arms wrapped around his neck to pull his lips down to hers. Her fingers curled into his shoulders and clung to him as he explored the sweetness of her mouth. Their tongues twisted together erotically as he stroked one hand along her ribcage. When she wriggled against him, Maniac couldn’t prevent the grin that made him pull back slightly as the corners of his lips curled upward.
“You ticklish, Baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy. But don’t tickle me, please. I hate it.”
Maniac noted that statement. Her expression told him more than her words. Someone had tortured her this way. Forcing his anger away, Maniac focused on the beautiful woman below him.
“Thank you for telling me, Little girl. Let’s see if I can find a different way to touch you that you’ll enjoy.”
Watching her face, he stroked across her flat tummy to cup her breast. The soft mound filled his large hand perfectly. He kneaded it gently, enjoying her soft inhale. His fingers traced over the intricate ink that swirled across her chest to pay attention to that side as well. He loved that she shifted slightly to press her breast into his palm fully.
Lowering his lips to capture one perky peak, Maniac tasted her flesh, swirling his tongue around her nipple. When she arched her back, seeking more, he opened his mouth over her generous mound, sucking gently until he reached the tip. Torturing the stiff crest with quick lashes of his tongue, Maniac waited until she squirmed underneath him.
“I like that better, Daddy,” she offered, making his cock jump against the thick denim of his jeans.
He forced himself to go slowly—to focus solely on her pleasure. Maniac had waited so long to find his Little girl. Now he planned to alternatively spoil her rotten and spank her bottom red.
“Why did you hide from Daddy so long?” he growled after releasing her nipple with a pop. He bent his head to lavish the same attention to her other breast. Maniac had just begun tasting her when she tugged his hair. Allowing her to pull his head away, Maniac met her gaze.
“I wasn’t ready for you to see me, Daddy. Now, I am.”
Her arms reached up to caress his shoulders before pulling him down to her body. “Make love to me, please?”
A cacophony of notes sounded close to him and Maniac attempted to fling himself into a seated position. “What in the fucking hell?” His hands fumbled with the tangled covers that wound around him until he was able to reach his phone and turn off the alarm screeching into the sunlit room. Tossing the phone onto the sheets, he dropped back against the covers.
“Dammit.” He wrapped his fingers around his erection and roughly pulled down the length of his shaft. Maniac failed completely at his attempts to keep Tatiana’s beautiful face and body out of his mind as he pleasured himself.
Chapter One
“You’re late,” Tatiana informed him as Maniac strolled into the main workspace from the back. “Your client is waiting.”
“Sorry. I overslept.”
Tatiana noticed that he didn’t meet her eyes. Was something wrong? “You okay, Maniac?”
“I’m good, Tatiana. I had things on my mind last night that kept me from sleeping until late,” he explained.
“Let me know if I can help,” she suggested.
“Will do.” He stopped to really look at her for the first time today.
Scanning her short plaid skirt and white shirt tied up to reveal her midriff, he growled, “Are you trying to kill me?”
Tatiana looked down her body in surprise. She’d worn this outfit a dozen times to work. The guys really liked it, and she thought her legs looked stellar in it. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”
Maniac thrust a hand through his shoulder-length brown hair, shot with strands of silver. He leaned close to growl, “It makes me want to flip that barely there skirt up and punish your bottom.”
The breath caught in her throat, and she stared at him as he straightened to fix her in place with a look that held so much heat Tatiana swore she must be on fire. Gathering her wits, she tried to act unruffled while inside her heart beat in triple time and her nipples hardened into tight peaks against the light padding of her bra.
“Isn’t that the point?” she asked with a pasted-on smile.
“You’re as tempting as Ellie made her new cupcake sound—Flirty Kumquat,” he answered and turned to greet his customer with his normal gruff friendliness.
“Hi, Barb. You ready to keep inking in that tattoo? I was thinking about starting the roses today if that’s okay with you.”
His voice faded as he walked away with Tatiana staring after him. The door jingled and a middle-aged man walked in and looked around as if he were lost. Pushing Maniac’s words from her mind, she called, “Hello! Welcome to Maniac Tats. What can we do for you today?”