Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
“That was close, little darling. I thought you were going to be sitting on a sore, red bottom. And part of the road we’ll be traveling on is very bumpy.”
He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her in, then waited while she settled herself in the booster seat. Then he leaned across her, his arm brushing against her nipples, making her suck in a sharp breath, and he did up her seat belt before stepping back and shutting the door.
Okay, she’d never admit it to him but this was pretty damn comfortable. And she could actually see properly out the front window. Still… a booster seat?
She turned as the driver’s side door opened and he climbed in. He, of course, had no problem seeing out the window. But then he was at least a foot taller than she was. His big hand grasped the stick shift and she remembered the feel of him squeezing her bottom this morning as he’d fucked her.
She shifted around on the booster seat, feeling her clit throb. Down, girl.
“Okay, baby girl? You ready for our trip?”
She nodded. “Yep.”
He smiled at her. “It won’t take long. It’s only about an hour away. But you let me know if you need to go to the toilet or you get hungry, okay? I’ve packed us some snacks.”
“Okay.” He reached into the back seat and handed her Inky.
“Okay, what?” he asked.
“Okay, Daddy.” She smiled happily, knowing they had the next three days to themselves.
“I want my little girl just to sit back and relax, okay?” he said as he drove down the driveway. “We’re not going to do anything all weekend except have fun.”
“Does that mean no bed time?” she asked hopefully.
“I said have fun, not spiral into total anarchy,” he told her with a laugh. “Can you imagine how grumpy you’ll be without proper sleep? No, little darling, all the normal rules apply. I’m looking forward to having you all to myself for three days.”
“You need this too, don’t you?” She saw that now. She’d only thought about herself. She’d been selfish, thinking this was all about her.
He took his eyes off the road for a few seconds to smile over at her. “I do.”
She was excited. A little nervous. But mainly she couldn’t wait. Four days had passed since he’d paddled her and her bottom no longer felt the effects. Although she’d certainly been plugged plenty in those last few days.
“Is there going to be big girl time this weekend too?” she asked hopefully.
“Good God, yes. I can’t spend that long with you without wanting you. I’m no monk.”
She snorted. “I don’t think anyone could ever accuse you of that, Daddy.”
“What do you think of the cabin, baby?” Clint asked as they grew closer to the small, log cabin.
She eyed it skeptically. “It’s cute.”
“Cute? Is that all?” He pulled up outside. It was cute. It had a front porch with an actual swing that she was itching to test out. But it was very isolated, out here in the middle of the woods. And kind of small.
“Does it have electricity? Oh man, we don’t have to use an outhouse, do we?”
He laughed. “It has a generator. And there is running water and plumbing, my little city girl. Don’t you worry about things like that. Daddy will look after you.” He opened his door and came around to open hers. She knew better than to do that herself. Or to undo her own seat belt.
He reached across and unlatched the belt then pulled her into his arms, settling her against his chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her up the steps and onto the porch. He set her down to unlock the door. He took hold of her small hand and guided her inside. Her nose wrinkled.
“Stinky.”
“It’s just a bit musty. It hasn’t been used since Bear rescued Ellen from that snow storm last year.”
She’d heard that story from Ellen. She must have been so frightened to crash during a snow storm. She could have so easily died if Bear hadn’t found her.
“Obviously you can see that the cabin is basically one room.” It was actually a lot bigger than it looked from the outside. A huge four-poster bed sat in the back left-hand corner. It had a small screen that partially separated the bed from the rest of the room. A couch and a comfy-looking armchair sat in front of an open fireplace to her right and in the back right-hand corner was a tiny kitchen which was really just one bench with cupboards beneath, and a sink in the middle. There was a bar-sized fridge and what looked to be a gas cook-top. There was just one door off to the left. Next to the door was a small bookcase filled with books.