Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46837 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46837 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
He glanced at her skeptically, feeling mischievous. “Why do you need to change? This outfit seems fine for work. It’s the same kind of thing you usually wear.”
She lifted her hips to help him get her leggings over her bottom. “I need new panties, Daddy,” she said in a soft Little voice.
He wiggled his brows and dragged her closer to the edge of the bed before leaning over, hands planted at her sides. He gave her a quick kiss. “I like the idea of you wearing that wet thong all evening. It will remind you that I had my mouth on you.”
She bit her bottom lip for a second. “That’s very naughty. I might spill some drinks or forget orders.”
“I’ve never once seen you spill a drink or forget an order,” he pointed out.
“You’ve never sucked my pussy until I came all over your mouth an hour before I had to work either.” She grinned, but her cheeks were red. Adorable.
He laughed as he found her tank top. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll give you two choices. Little girls like choices.”
Her brows went up.
“You can either wear the thong soaked with your arousal or we can take it off and you can go without any panties at all.”
“Daddy…” she groaned. “That’s not fair. Those are horrible choices.”
He shrugged. “Daddy makes the rules. Those are the options.” He glanced at the clock on his nightstand. “We need to leave in about ten minutes if we’re going to make it on time. I’ll give you another pair of options now. Would you like to freshen up in the bathroom before we leave? Or would you like to continue whining about Daddy’s first choices and spend those ten minutes over my lap getting your bottom spanked?”
She hmphed and then scooted closer to the end of the bed. “Fine. I’ll use the bathroom.”
He squatted down in front of her to put her shoes back on first.
“I can do that, you know.”
He glanced up at her as he tied the laces. “Yep. But most of the time when you’re with me, I’d like it if you let Daddy take care of you.” He stood, tipped her chin back, and met her gaze. “How does that sound?”
“It sounds like I’m going to need to keep some extra pairs of panties at your house.” She gave him a huge grin and then shoved him out of the way and skipped toward the bathroom.
Chapter Ten
“Did you spill something on that bandage?” Milo asked a few hours later. He leaned over the bar and grabbed Riley’s wrist to pull it toward him.
She sighed. “It’s fine.”
“It’s covered in whiskey. It’s not fine.”
She shrugged. “I heard alcohol kills germs. I bet it’ll be healed by the end of the evening.”
He narrowed his gaze at her, making her squirm. He was still holding her wrist.
She shifted her weight back and forth. Tonight was unnerving. It wasn’t the first time Milo spent hours sitting at her bar flirting with her while she worked. He’d done so last night too. But something had shifted in their relationship, and it was difficult for her to maintain her usual badass persona behind the bar.
Riley knew she was wavering in and out of Little space all evening. Every time she glanced at Milo…Daddy…she lost a bit of ground and had to jerk her gaze away to pull herself back together.
She had a reputation at this bar. She was good at her job. The members of Blaze knew her. They had expectations. If she started messing up orders or crawled into an introverted shell, eyebrows would rise.
“Riley…” he warned. He released her hand, which was a relief.
She was hoping he was going to drop the subject, but instead he came around behind the bar, flattened his chest to her back, and set his hands on her hips.
She gasped as his lips came to her ear. He whispered, “You can either come with me to the bathroom without making a scene or you can put up a fight, which I’ll see as a tantrum, and end up getting that spanking you opted against earlier.”
She twisted her head around to meet his gaze. “You give really poopy choices. Do you know that?”
He grinned.
She sighed. “Fine.” She glanced around and found Tarson wandering by. “Bear, would you mind tending the bar for a minute so this overbearing behemoth can change the bandage on the teensy weensy booboo on my finger?”
Bear laughed. “Depends. Are you going to lock yourselves in the bathroom for twenty minutes this time or will you be back in five?”
Milo slid his hands up to her shoulders. “That’s up to Riley. She has a thing for bathrooms.”
Heat rose up her cheeks as she twisted around and swatted playfully at his biceps. “You’re the one who keeps dragging me into bathrooms,” she pointed out.