Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Before she knew what was happening, he had her arm and was pulling her back into the library.
“Let go!”
“No. Your parents loved you.”
“News flash, Luca, you never knew them. They sent me off to boarding school so they didn’t have to fucking look at me anymore. That’s what they did.” She gasped as he sat down and pulled her over his lap.
Before she even realized what was happening, he’d landed three hard smacks on her butt. They didn’t hurt as she was wearing jeans, but the heat from his touch, from his scolding, went straight to her pussy.
She’d never been spanked before.
Never been told she was naughty.
As he landed another smack to her ass, she gripped the fabric of his pants, holding on. One of his hands banded across her back, gripping her side.
She wondered if he realized he was holding her tit.
That his fingers were on either side of her nipple and if he was to slide them closed, he’d be caressing her?
He was scolding her, spanking her, and she was thinking about how close he was to actually cupping her breast.
See, something was seriously wrong with her.
He slapped her ass a couple more times.
None of them would leave a mark.
She wished she hadn’t worn jeans.
When he was done, he dropped her to the floor and she knelt before him, hands on his knees, waiting.
“You will do your damn schoolwork. Your parents may not have cared, but I fucking do. Do you understand me?” he asked.
She nodded.
He’d cupped her face so she had no choice but to look at him.
It was so hard to stay focused on his eyes when all she wanted to do was drop down to look at his lips.
This was the first-ever spanking she’d gotten.
Staring into his green eyes, she saw that he cared.
She wondered if his hand hurt from where he touched her ass.
Was there a little burn from the jeans?
Her pussy was so wet.
The punishment hadn’t stopped her from wanting him.
His thumb slid across her lips.
“I need an answer,” he said.
What would he do if she licked his thumb?
These feelings she had were not normal for a guardian. He was supposed to be taking care of her.
She gripped his thighs a little tighter.
Did he like her?
Did he want her?
“I understand.” She licked her lips, and he pulled his thumb away.
His gaze remained on hers, and a second later, he looked at her lips, which she bit.
He released her and stood up. As he did so, she looked at his crotch and saw that he was indeed hard.
She didn’t reach out to touch him.
No.
That wouldn’t be right.
Sitting back on her heels, she felt her cheeks heat.
Luca wasn’t oblivious to her.
Or at least he liked spanking her ass.
She rather liked his touch.
“Grab your work. Meet me in the dining room in five minutes.” He left the room, and she ran a hand over her ass.
Going to the only bathroom with a mirror, she dropped her jeans and panties and saw she’d been right. There was no handprint on her, which sucked. She wanted him to leave a lasting mark.
Oh, well. There would come a time that he would. That he wouldn’t be able to help himself.
Jeans were going to be a thing of the past.
You’re crazy.
Why would you want him to smack your ass?
It wasn’t the smacking of her ass that she wanted, but the feel of his arms wrapped around her. The way he held her as he brought his hand down on her butt. She liked that. She liked touching him. Pulling her panties up, she let out a little moan as she felt them rub against her pussy.
She had every reason possible to not try to get him to fuck her.
He was her guardian.
She was his ward.
They were not related by blood. Her dad was nothing more than his best friend. Yet it felt forbidden.
He was old enough to be her father, but Luca didn’t remind her of her actual father.
No, far from it.
Pushing her hair out of her face, she bit her lip and wondered what it would be like to have Luca belong completely to her. There were no other women in the house, and in the three weeks she’d been with him, no one had visited him.
He was a true recluse, and she liked that.
Other than Susan the cook and a couple of cleaners, she’d not seen anyone else. They were all alone in the middle of nowhere.
No one to come and judge them.
Staring at her reflection, she wondered if he was even interested or if he’d gotten off on spanking her?
Either way, she liked his hands on her and she’d get that any way she could.
Chapter Three
Luca was losing his mind.
He had to be. Either that or Mavis’s shirts were getting smaller. She wore a wraparound skirt that tied at the hip, and the shirt she wore had a plunging neck. The bra she wore pushed her tits together, showing off her ample cleavage. Not only that, whenever she leaned forward or bent over, he could see right down her shirt.