Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Definitely. A former classmate of mine. I hadn’t talked to him for years. He’s in the hospital now. I should warn you, there’s some blood splatter. I hired a biohazard team to go in and clean that up first. Plus we have to wait for the all-clear from the police investigation.”
“You tell me a time and place. I’ll gather everyone I can and we’ll meet you there.”
“Thanks, Ellie. I appreciate you wanting to make someone’s life better.”
“Of course. I’ll bring cupcakes!”
“That will make everything more fun,” Nicoya agreed.
When she got off the phone with Ellie, she called her boss. It was always a good idea to run an idea past him. Just as she thought, he was immediately in and would post a sign for volunteers from the detective pool to help. He’d bring protective gear for everyone and Nicoya would locate some donations of cleaning supplies. Taking action felt good.
It didn’t, however, erase Axel’s promise of a spanking from her mind. Nicoya kept herself busy and finally forced herself to go sit out on her shady deck with a glass of lemonade. She wasn’t there for too long before she saw his blue pickup roll into his driveway. Axel tapped a friendly toot of his horn before climbing out. He was covered in dust and grime.
Rushing toward him, Nicoya asked, “What have you been doing?”
“We laid a bunch of rock into flowerbeds today. It’s dusty work.” He plucked the glass of lemonade from her hand and drained it.
“Hey!” she protested.
“That was really good. Want to bring over two more glasses for dinner? Stop and take those panties off before you walk over.” He lifted a brow to remind her of his edict that morning.
“You can tell I’m wearing panties?” she whispered.
“I couldn’t before, but now I know for sure. Come in the back door. I’ll leave it open for you.” He winked before heading toward his house.
Nicoya hurried back into her house and filled another glass with ice before pouring lemonade into both. Pausing, she considered her options before reaching under her dress to skim her panties down her legs. She didn’t want to tick off the man who supposedly was going to give her a reward spanking. That definitely didn’t seem to be wise.
She walked as quickly as she could between the two houses, trying not to slosh lemonade over her hands. Why didn’t you just bring the pitcher?
Ducking in the back door, she heard the shower going. Instantly a picture of Axel’s honed body standing under the spray of water bounced into her mind. Her body reacted immediately, and she squeezed her thighs together as she felt the heat gathering. She flapped her dress, trying to cool herself down but stopped immediately when she heard the shower turn off.
Distracting herself by looking around, Nicoya noted that Axel had a lot of unpacked boxes still decorating the rooms of his house. She wanted to open one and start putting things away, but some people were hypersensitive about their stuff. Finally, she perched on the edge of a kitchen chair and tried to look at ease as she sipped her lemonade.
“Come on, Axel. I need a spanking,” she whispered sarcastically to herself.
“I’m here, Little girl. Let’s get this spanking started,” he answered with a sparkle in his eye as he buttoned his shorts. A T-shirt stretched over his shoulder for him to put on next.
She flinched. Darn. He heard me. How embarrassing.
He chuckled. “It’s okay to be curious and excited to try something new, Niki. Plus, some things can be scary. Once you’ve experienced them, they aren’t nearly as scary the next time.”
“That might be true for bungie jumping or roller coasters, but I’m not sure about spankings?” she hedged.
Axel pulled his shirt over his head and reached out a hand for her to take. “Trust me. It will be true for spankings too.”
She dragged her feet as he tugged her into the living room. Nerves ate at her, making her fidget in front of him after he sat in the middle of the couch.
He rubbed her arms. “This sundress is very pretty, Niki. The red looks nice on you.”
She narrowed her gaze at him. “You’re just saying anything to take my mind off the spanking.”
He laughed. “Caught me. Did it work?”
She shook her head as he drew her in between his legs.
“Tell me what you’re worried about?”
“That it will hurt,” she blurted.
“That’s a legitimate concern, and some Little girls don’t like pain, so they aren’t fond of spankings. Most, however, do enjoy the heated skin and the slight burn that reminds them every time they sit down that their Daddy cares about them enough to discipline them when they need it.”
She squeezed her legs together, uncertain why her pussy got wet every time they discussed spankings. “I know a lot of the Littles at the club like to get spanked. They’re always inventing naughty things to do in order to end up over their Daddies’ laps.”