Malted Milk (Little Cakes #19) Read Online Pepper North, Paige Michaels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic Tags Authors: , Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Series: Paige Michaels
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
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Finally, he stood her on her feet and pulled her panties up. He picked up her leggings next, bent, and helped her get her feet in them before he guided them up over her hips. Lastly, he held her shirt over her head and put it on when she lifted her arms.

“I love this outfit, Maya.”

She smiled. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“How about if you let Daddy fix your hair now.”

She nodded. That sounded heavenly. She wasn’t very good at doing her own hair. Mostly she just brushed it out and put it in a low ponytail or a single braid down her back. “You know how to do hair?”

“Yep. All self-respecting Daddies can do hair.” He stood, took her hand, and guided her to the bathroom. After grabbing her brush from the vanity, he rounded behind her and worked gently through all the tangles.

She watched him work in awe in the mirror, smiling when he parted her hair down the middle before giving her two loose braids behind her ears.

“Daddy… That’s so pretty. I love it.”

He kissed the top of her head. “Good. Let’s find you some shoes and socks and go to the park.”

“Can I take Tawny and Princess with us?”

“Are they getting along with each other?” he asked.

She loved the serious expression on his face. He’d never once made fun of the fact that she liked to pretend her stuffies had feelings and could talk to her. She nodded solemnly. “They bonded in the night. They’re fast friends now.”

“Thank goodness. I was worried.”

“I’ll take them in my backpack and leave them in the car.”

“That sounds like a great idea. If you decide you need them closer and you don’t want to take them out in public, you can always wear your backpack so you’ll know they’re close.”

She rushed to grab her lion backpack. “I’m not sure they will both fit in here. It will be tight.”

“And you’re sure they won’t fight?”

She shook her head. “I heard them talking. They have decided it would be in their best interest to forge a bond so neither of them gets left out of my bed.”

“Then maybe one of them can ride in your lap in the car, and the other can go in the backpack with us to the park?”

“That’s a great idea. They can switch places sometimes.”

“Shoes and socks, Maya,” her Daddy reminded her.

She grabbed a pair of white tennis shoes from the closet and then a pair of brown socks that matched her pants from the drawer.

Her Daddy patted the edge of her bed, and when she reached him, he swung her up to sit as if she weighed nothing. She couldn’t keep from giggling when he squatted in front of her to put her shoes and socks on. When he said he intended to take care of everything, he really meant it.

Maya squealed with laughter as her Daddy pushed her higher on the swing. She couldn’t remember when she’d last been this carefree, smiled this broadly, or had so much fun. Maybe when she’d been a child.

For the last several years, she’d hidden inside herself. She hadn’t looked long enough at a man for him to ask her out. She hadn’t even let herself look at Deke. He’d been persistent. And now she was so glad.

“I’m gonna jump,” she announced, but before she could leap off the swing into the air, her Daddy grabbed the chain and stopped it. She twisted to look at him. “Why’d you do that?”

He tapped her nose and helped her off the swing. “Because I want to spend the day with you, not with everyone else in the emergency room, silly girl.”

She giggled as she skipped along next to him. “I would have landed on my feet. I used to jump off the swings all the time when I was young.”

He smiled down at her indulgently as he led her toward the blanket under a tree where they’d had lunch earlier. “Remember those rules I told you about, Little girl?”

She rolled her eyes.

He grabbed her around the waist and swung her up in the air before depositing her on the blanket. “Top of the rule list is now no jumping off the swings. Second, no rolling your eyes at Daddy.” He kept his voice low so no one around them could hear him.

When he pulled her down to sit next to him on the blanket, he guided her to lie down and put her head on his lap.

She grinned. “And what happens if I break the rules?”

“Remember that spanking I gave you earlier?”

She squirmed. Her bottom was still stinging a little. “Yes, Sir.”

“Well, naughty girls get spanked harder and longer, and when the spanking ends, they do not get to come. They get to stand in the corner in timeout with their bottoms on display while they think about their transgressions.”


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