Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45110 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“I won’t ever earn a spanking again,” she promised.
“You will.”
Hearing the confident tone, Tori peeked up at his face. He didn’t look angry or sad. Evan’s expression was one of pride and happiness. “Do you still think I’m your Little?”
“There is no doubt in my mind, Curls. You are absolutely mine.”
“Even though I lied to you? If you had to spank me, doesn’t that mean you’re not very happy with me?” She was confused.
Evan shook his head. “Not at all, Little one. When you’re naughty, I will swat your bottom, but it will never mean I feel any less for you. A Daddy’s job is to discipline his Little girl when she makes poor choices.”
“Oh.”
He patted her sore bottom. “Speaking of which, I came close to spanking you before we even started our hike.”
Her face heated and she lifted one of her fingers to her mouth, thinking to chew on the polish.
Daddy wrapped his hand around hers and pulled it back to her lap. “When Daddy gives you instructions, they’re for a reason. You must not wander away from me because it’s not safe. I know you were anxious to see the gophers, but you could have gotten lost or fallen.” He lifted a brow.
“Sorry, Daddy,” she murmured, remembering how she’d behaved when they’d arrived.
“I had not disciplined you yet, so I let it slide, but next time you don’t listen to Daddy, I will spank your bottom, and I won’t hesitate to do so right on the trail if it means keeping you safe.” His tone discouraged her from arguing.
“Yes, Daddy.” A tear slid down her cheek. She tried to stop it, but emotions overwhelmed her. “I’m sorry for being naughty, Daddy. Are you still going to take me to your house for a BBQ?”
He wiped away her tears and cupped her cheek. “Absolutely.”
She glanced down, feeling sad for her actions.
He tipped her chin back. “Look at Daddy, Tori,” he demanded.
She met his gaze again.
“There’s nothing you can do to change how I feel about you. You’re my Little girl.” He slid his hand to her chest and flattened it between her breasts. “Do you feel it? In here? In your heart?”
She nodded slowly. She did feel it. But she was scared.
He brought her hand to his chest and flattened her palm over his heart. “I feel it too. It’s strong. No matter what you do or how often you need Daddy to spank you, it will never change how I feel.”
“I don’t need you to spank me again, Daddy,” she insisted.
He chuckled. “You will, Little one. It’s impossible to behave all the time. Little girls make mistakes. Daddies correct them. Then we move on.”
She squirmed, well aware that her bottom was burning from the impact of his palm. Also, her lower half was naked on his lap, which embarrassed her.
Without a word, Daddy pulled her panties over her sore bottom and then her shorts. He even zipped and buttoned them. “Ready to go home?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She liked the way he said “home” as if it were her home too. Maybe someday it could be.
Chapter Nine
Evan kept a close eye on Tori during the drive home, making sure she was okay after the spanking he’d given her. He meant what he’d said. He hadn’t thought she was ready for a spanking when they’d pulled into the parking lot. He’d decided to overlook her slightly naughty behavior.
But when she’d lied to him, he hadn’t been able to ignore her blatant misbehavior. He’d needed to be firm and make sure she understood he meant business.
Other than wiggling in her seat to adjust her sore bottom a few times, his Little girl seemed to have survived her first spanking.
When he pulled into the driveway of his home, her eyes were wide. “Oh. Daddy, it’s so big.” She glanced at him as he entered the garage. “You live here alone?”
He chuckled. “Yes. I have so far.” After turning off the engine, he picked up her hand and brought her knuckles to his lips. “Until I convince my Little girl to move in with me.”
Her breath hitched. “Me?”
He chuckled again. “Of course. I certainly don’t have any other Little girls.”
“But…”
He climbed out of the car and rounded to her side to help her out while she sat there with her jaw hanging open. He grabbed his bags and her pillow from the trunk while she stammered.
Finally, she finished her thought. “But you just met me and I’m, well, I’m just me, and…”
He smiled as he led her into the kitchen and set their things on the island. When his hands were free, he turned to pull her into his arms. “Yep. You’re you. I like you. Just the way you are. Every single detail about you.” He leaned down to kiss her neck and nuzzle her there before whispering in her ear, “Even the naughty parts.”