Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
She was panting. “Daddy…”
“I know, Little one.” He lifted his other hand, slid it under the thin material of her nightie, and cupped her breast.
She gasped as he suddenly lifted her out of the highchair, cradling her against his chest as he seemed to enjoy. He hurried from the room and headed straight for his bedroom.
She knew this drill. The moment he lowered her to his bed, her heart started racing. When he pushed the nightie over her head and stared down at her, she grew self-conscious. His gaze slowly roamed her body forever.
Eventually he touched her with just the tips of his fingers, dancing them along her collarbone and between her breasts.
She whimpered and arched into the contact, wantonly needing more. He affected her so strongly.
“Can you feel that, Bella? Feel the connection?”
She nodded. He was barely touching her.
He grazed his fingers down to her thighs. “Open for me, Little one. Spread your legs.”
She did as he asked. She couldn’t help herself. It wasn’t possible to deny him.
“That’s my good girl.” He gently stroked her inner thighs until she thought she would die from need. A need she only learned existed last night. And holy moly but she loved when he praised her.
“You need Daddy to touch your pussy, don’t you, Little one?”
She nodded, a jerky movement. “Please, Daddy.”
“I will, Little mate, but first I want you to have a new experience. I want you to turn over onto your tummy. I’m going to prop you up with a pillow under your hips so your bottom is lifted into the air. You will offer it to me. You will stay nice and still for Daddy while I show you how it feels to have your bottom spanked.”
She flinched. A moan escaped her mouth. He did something to her. Or the mark did. Or he’d cast a spell on her or something. Because she couldn’t disobey him. She wanted what he was offering more than her next breath.
She trusted him. She wanted to experience everything with him. She wanted to please him. It seemed like the most important thing in the world.
As if she weren’t in charge of herself, she turned over onto her belly.
“Good girl.” He stroked her back. “Use your hands and knees to lift up for me for a moment.”
She did as he asked, though she was shaking so badly she thought she might collapse.
Daddy slid a thick pillow under her hips. “Relax now, Little mate. Reach your arms around to your back. Daddy will hold your wrists there to keep you from squirming away or getting your hands in the way.”
She trembled as she lifted her hands behind her. When he settled his large hand over her wrists, it was oddly calming as if she only needed to surrender to him. That was her only task. Submit.
“Spread your knees, Bella mine.”
Oh, his voice. It seemed to seep into her body. It dominated her by itself.
He smoothed his hand down her bottom and her thighs. “Wider, Little one,” he encouraged.
She slid her knees farther apart. She should be embarrassed, and maybe she was, but she couldn’t seem to care.
She stiffened for a moment when he pushed something between her knees. Another pillow. It would force her to keep her legs parted. Why did he want her thighs so far apart?
He held her steady with the hand over her wrists. “You are stunningly beautiful, Jezebel. The most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.” He touched her bottom almost reverently. “I want to see your bottom pink. I want to heat it with my palm. I want you to know how good it feels to submit to me. I want you to moan and writhe from the new sensation.”
She squirmed, whimpering from his words alone. She couldn’t imagine what he was talking about, but she wanted to find out. Just like she’d wanted his mouth on her pussy last night, she wanted his palm on her bottom this morning.
“Try not to clench, Little one. Relax your bottom for me.”
She tried, but it was too hard.
“I’ll start easy, Bella mine. Don’t you worry. When you’re ready, I’ll increase the pressure.”
She held her breath. His words were confusing. She couldn’t process them. She didn’t even want to.
The first swat startled her. It didn’t hurt exactly. Just a slight sting. And then another on the other side. Before she could pull in a breath, he swatted her a few more times.
She was panting as he rubbed her heated bottom. “You doing okay, Little one?”
She might have nodded.
“Good girl.” He spanked her several more times, all over her bottom and the backs of her thighs.
Her breath hitched when his palm landed right at the juncture of her cheeks and her thighs. It radiated to her clit. Her pussy was throbbing with need and soaking wet. She was embarrassed, but he didn’t give her time to think about that.