Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
She giggled. “It’s not a bad idea.”
He chuckled. “Naughty girl.” He pointed at her store. “Go. I’ll be here at six. And, Little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy?” She slapped a hand over her mouth, mortified to have called him Daddy so easily and so flippantly when he hadn’t even asked her to yet.
His grin was wider than ever. “Oh, Angel, I love the sound of that. I’m also glad it slipped out without any effort. From now on, will you call me Daddy?”
She shrugged nonchalantly, her cheeks too heated to know if she could do that.
He chuckled again. She loved when he laughed. She loved the lines that crinkled at the corners of his eyes. “What I was going to say is I expect you to call me immediately if anything like this happens again.” He nodded toward her store. “I won’t have you over here fretting about a threat to your store or your life without telling me right away. Understood?”
“I wouldn’t want to bother you when you’re at work,” she admitted.
“And I wouldn’t want to have to spank you in the back room of Craftastic for disobeying Daddy, especially since I’m not sure yet if you might be noisy when I spank you.”
She gasped. All the oxygen left her lungs. “You’re planning to spank me?” The idea had her shifting her weight back and forth and feeling far Littler than she’d ever felt in her life.
“Of course. Little girls need a good spanking sometimes when they’re naughty.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever need one, Daddy,” she murmured. What if someone around them heard her? “I’m not naughty.” At least she didn’t think she was. She’d never been naughty before in her life. She was a good girl who always did what she was supposed to do.
He grabbed her hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed her knuckles. “No one can be good all the time, Angel. And besides, even if you were always a perfect Little Angel…” he snickered at the multiple meaning behind his words, “…you will still feel the need to have a good maintenance spanking now and then.”
She curled up her nose. “What’s a maintenance spanking?”
“One where Daddy swats your cute bottom just to help you relieve stress. You might ask me for one sometimes, or Daddy will suggest it. You wouldn’t be in trouble. That doesn’t mean you won’t enjoy the cathartic feeling Little girls get from a good hard spanking.”
She blinked several times, trying to process his words and their meaning. It was a lot to think about. She wasn’t sure she was ready for all the things being Little entailed.
On the flip side, she was so intrigued and excited that she couldn’t keep her body from reacting to his promises. Her breasts felt heavy behind her bra, and she hoped he couldn’t see her nipples through the thin lace.
Yeah, she was falling hard for this man she’d just called Daddy.
Chapter Five
Nora had a hard time focusing for the rest of the afternoon. When Samuel took over the cash register, she accidentally emptied an entire box of purple paint into the slots that were meant to be filled with a dozen different colors.
Samuel found her in the paint aisle and chuckled. “Uh, boss, what if the customers want to paint with other colors this week? Are they only permitted to use purple?” He pointed at the eleven other boxes on the floor she’d ignored.
Nora gasped and tried to laugh at herself. “Oh, goodness. I’m so distracted today. I can’t stop thinking about that bomb threat and wondering who would do such a thing.” It was a lie. She couldn’t stop thinking about submitting to Mateo later tonight. She’d been thinking about it ever since he’d left, barely remembering someone had threatened her new business.
Her lie was believable, though, and Samuel nodded, his expression serious. “Understandable. Why don’t you let me fix the paint colors here. It’s almost time to close anyway.”
She glanced at her watch. Sure enough, it was. Thank goodness. She wanted to lock up and get to Mateo’s house. She was as eager to see his nursery as she’d ever been to do anything. Would it really be a full-adult nursery like the kind she read about in books?
More importantly, could she really submit to him like she craved and he apparently also desired?
After wrapping up a few things in the back office, she shut down her computer and rose to find Mateo entering the small space.
She was so excited to see him that she practically threw herself into his arms to hug him tight. She even boldly brought her mouth to his. A soft click behind Mateo informed her he’d thought to shut the door when all she’d thought about was kissing.
It wasn’t a light peck either. He slid his hands up her back and pulled her body against his, taking over and deepening the intimacy until she was moaning into his mouth.