Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 48550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispered.
His hand paused and then rubbed her aching flesh. “Who’s in charge, Little girl?”
“Daddy.”
“Why?”
“Because that’s the way it’s supposed to be.”
Rio scooped her up in his arms and cradled her body to his. Rocking her gently, he kissed her forehead before tucking her head on his shoulder.
“What are you worried about?” he probed.
“My poor bottom?” She attempted a joke and then searched her thoughts. Amber always had some concern in the back of her head, whether it had to do with work, her parents, or the upcoming move. Now her thoughts focused only on one thing—their relationship.
Her sore bottom was so worth it to put everything in perspective. She tangled her fingers in Rio’s T-shirt and tugged slightly. “I won’t need a spanking often. I’m not a brat,” she assured him.
“I agree. You are a very sweet Little girl who needs to learn she now has a safe place to be herself and let someone else take care of all the things that suck the joy out of life.”
“My Daddy?”
“Exactly. Your Daddy will handle everything if you’ll allow him to.”
Amber lifted her head and looked at that pad of paper on the table. This time, as she read it, her mind didn’t panic. They sounded very positive. “I like those guidelines.”
That earned her a kiss on the head and a hug. Wrapping an arm around her to hold her on his lap, Rio scooted back to the table. “Can I have another bite, Amberella?”
She looked at the dirty chopsticks on the floor and then over at the original utensil he’d scooted to the side. It wouldn’t be as fun as the chopsticks had been. “Can I use the fork?”
“Of course,” Rio answered, handing it to her.
As she scooped up a bite for him, Rio wrote the next few lines. When he turned his face toward her, she fed him a forkful of the mixture.
“Thank you. Now, you.”
She ate a bite. It wasn’t piping hot like before, but it was almost as good. Amber chewed happily before looking at what he had finished.
Punishments
Spanking
Corner time
Daddy’s choice
“Daddy’s choice?” she questioned.
“Exactly.”
Amber considered pushing him for more information but decided maybe she didn’t want to know. “I’ll just be good, and I’ll never find out,” she suggested.
“Good plan,” he encouraged and took the fork from her hand to scoop up a portion of the delicious concoction. Rio lifted it to her lips and at the last moment, turned the fork to zoom it into his mouth, leaving Amber with her mouth open. The twinkle of merriment in his eyes made her giggle.
“Daddy!”
CHAPTER 13
After gathering all her possessions from her parents’ house and moving everything to Rio’s place, Amber dressed for the fancy reunion dinner in the late afternoon. Her shapewear made the cocktail dress look amazing, but it compressed her punished bottom, reminding her to be very good.
She was putting the final touches on her makeup when her phone rang. Amber smiled at the name on her phone as she answered it, putting it on speaker so she could continue getting ready.
“Harper! Are you heading over to the reunion?” she asked.
“We’re walking out the door right now.” Harper’s sweet voice sounded nervous.
“Be ready for some questions,” Amber warned.
“Just give me a hug instead,” Harper whispered.
“Fifteen minutes, Amber. Meet you there,” Colt called from close by.
“I’m putting my shoes on. Rio’s driving me.”
“Tell me he’s wearing a suit,” Harper demanded.
“He’s wearing a suit.”
“Damn. See you soon.” Harper ended the call.
“Does Harper have a thing about suits?” Rio’s deep voice said from the doorway into the magical room where he stowed her suitcase.
Amber whirled around with her stilettos in hand to see him. Her gaze ran over the perfectly tailored suit that revealed his athletic form and concealed his tattoos. Rio looked like a very wealthy, very successful business executive. “Goodness. You are a banker,” she said, walking toward him.
“My father almost approves of my appearance these days when I have to work at the bank,” Rio shared, straightening his cuffs so only a hint of the gorgeous tattoos that decorated his forearms showed. He raised his pant leg a few inches to display his red socks.
“Your father is a fool.” Amber offered him her mouth for a kiss.
When he lifted his head, she smiled. “That was totally worth messing up my lipstick for.”
“You can fix it in the car. Let’s go. Your friends are waiting. Let me help.”
Rio knelt on one knee at her feet and ran an admiring hand from the modest hem of her fitted cocktail dress to one foot. Plucking the fancy shoes from her hand, he slid each one over her toes and into place before standing to admire the picture she presented.
“I am a very lucky Daddy,” he admitted, stepping forward to wrap a hand around her waist and guide her to the door. “You might make it to our bed before that dress is on the floor.”