Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
“But I…I do,” she stammered.
“Daddy’s in charge,” he repeated as he spanked her bottom.
The heat built in her skin. She felt tears prickle on the edges of her eyelashes before tumbling down her cheeks. Isla gasped when he swatted the crease between her thighs and bottom. It was so sensitive. Overwhelmed, she drooped over his lap.
“Good girl,” he praised and rewarded her with his fingers between her thighs.
The sensations built to a critical point and stopped. Isla began to beg without realizing what words tumbled from her mouth. “Please. Please. Please, Daddy. I’ll be good.”
“You’re always good, Little Fish.”
His fingers returned to caress her. This time, when she hovered on the edge, he thrust two fingers into her. Isla arched her back as she screamed her pleasure into the room. He extended her pleasure with strokes and touches until she thought she’d lose consciousness.
When he finally removed his fingers and allowed her to descend from the bliss he’d lavished on her, she was vaguely aware of Caesar gathering her into his arms. He rocked her slowly as he spoke softly to her. Isla couldn’t concentrate on his words, but the cadence and tone nourished her soul.
She was barely awake when he stood. The rock of his slow steps lulled her. His movement to tug the comforter from the bed jostled Isla from her drowsy state. “Nooo,” she protested.
“Sit here for a minute, and I’ll tuck you in.” Caesar tugged her shirt over her head, leaving her naked. “Scoot under the covers, Isla.”
She heard herself mumbling but didn’t know what she was saying. Sinking into the mattress, she let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes. The soft sheet and comforter molded themselves around her, and she felt the brush of his hands as he smoothed them around her. The last things she remembered were a light kiss on her hair and a pat on her hot bottom.
Chapter Thirteen
When she finally blinked her eyelids open, Isla couldn’t believe how late it was. She remembered Caesar cuddling her against his body all night and a light kiss on her forehead before he slid quietly out of bed earlier. Smiling, she gathered the covers under her chin and wiggled happily in the big bed.
Her elbow touched something plush and soft. Automatically, she lifted the covers to search for the culprit. “Nado! What are you doing under the covers?”
Hugging the stuffie to her chest, Isla felt like her heart couldn’t get any fuller. Her Daddy loved her and had showed her that she didn’t need to worry about spankings. They hurt, but it had been so worth it. And now, she understood what the others said about it quieting their minds. She’d never slept so well.
After replaying the night in her mind, Isla forced herself to sit up and swing her legs over the side. “You stay here, Nado. I’ll come back to nap with you later,” she promised.
After a shower and brushing her teeth, Isla dashed into the playroom to dress and grab the map she had stuffed in her suitcase. Tucking it back into her bra for safekeeping, she left the apartment and took the elevator back to the main floor. She caught Sadie’s eye and gave her a thumbs up. To her delight, her friend applauded silently.
Laughing, Isla headed for the restaurant to have breakfast. She’d talk to Magnus afterward. Then, they could look at the map together.
Isla had planned to eat inside today but caught a glimpse of the gorgeous water and changed plans. Heading to the open-air restaurant, she sweet-talked the waiter to seat her next to the railing. Unable to keep her lips from curling into a delighted smile as she looked out, Isla searched for Caesar, hoping to see the boat out in the water.
She spotted a stranger’s boat over on the side of the bay where they had searched yesterday. A Danger Bluff security boat was headed in that direction. Wondering why, she watched the action, ordering without thinking when the waiter appeared.
“I wondered when they were going to chase them away,” a sun-kissed man said from the table next to hers.
“Chase them?” Isla echoed.
“Yes. Boats are welcome to visit Danger Bluff. You can come to the restaurant like my wife and I have.” He gestured to indicate his lovely companion.
Isla nodded at the woman before asking, “You can swim here?”
“Of course. It’s a lovely cove that’s protected from the big waves. We swim, kayak, and even paddleboard here. The only thing that’s forbidden is scuba diving unless you’re with the Danger Bluff staff. If you’re interested, Caesar leads the excursions. He’s a blast,” the woman commented.
Seeing Isla’s smile, she added, “Why do I think you already know Caesar?”
“He is fun. I’ve done a couple of dives with him,” Isla admitted before turning back to watch the action on the water. The security boat slowed as it approached the other boat. She watched a large man lift a bullhorn to his lips. Hawking.