Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55087 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55087 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
She sighed against him. Her bottom stung against his jeans, but it was a good kind of pain.
After rubbing her back and kissing her forehead for several minutes, he spoke. “What did you think of your first spanking, sweetheart?”
“Mmm. I can see why people enjoy it. I always wondered. Like you said, it’s kind of cathartic.”
“It can be, yes. Let’s get you some water. It’s important to rehydrate after a spanking.” He helped her stand and steadied her with his hands on her waist.
She shivered and lifted her arms to cover her chest, feeling exposed.
Rocco wrapped his fingers around her wrists and lowered her hands. “Don’t hide from Daddy, Sadie. You’re a beautiful Little girl. I love every inch of your body.”
“I haven’t seen a single inch of yours, Daddy,” she pointed out.
He smiled. “You will eventually, Cookie.”
“Now?” she asked, glancing down at the front of his jeans where his hard-on was obvious.
“No. Not now. You’re too raw from your first spanking to make that decision. Soon, sweetheart. Not tonight.”
She sighed.
Daddy rose and took her hand. “Let’s get you some water.” He led her toward the kitchen area. The apartment had an open-concept design. It was modern and had obviously been redone recently.
She hadn’t had a chance to look around when they’d first entered, but now she took in her surroundings. The living room and kitchen were one space. A hallway led toward what she assumed was the bedroom. Were there two bedrooms? She thought she saw a few doors.
“I need clothes, Daddy,” she pointed out, trembling.
“We’ll get your jammies on soon, sweetheart. Water first.”
Rocco opened a cabinet and pulled out a sippy cup, making her eyes widen. There were all kinds of dishes and cups on that shelf in various bold colors. All of them plastic. “Why do you have so many things for Littles?”
He smiled at her as he filled the cup with cold water from the fridge. “I placed several orders in town and went to pick them up yesterday. I have a few surprises for you.” He screwed the lid on and handed her the cup. “Come. Let me show you.”
Realizing she was extremely thirsty, she took a long drink from the cup as she followed him toward the hallway. There were three doors. He opened the one on the right, and she nearly dropped the cup.
Holding her breath, she stared into the room. Oh my God.
“What do you think? I didn’t choose the furniture. Kingsley had it delivered.”
She jerked her gaze toward Daddy. “All those secret boxes that came yesterday?”
“Yep.” He smiled broadly.
She gasped. “Did you say Mr. Kingsley ordered this furniture?”
Rocco nodded. “He’s a very perceptive man. Apparently, he already knew the six of us were Daddies before he ever requested our presence at the resort.”
Her eyebrows shot upward. “All of you are Daddies?”
He nodded again. “It would seem so.”
“That explains why all of you are so protective,” she murmured as she stepped farther into the room. The furniture was all white. A daybed, a dresser, a bookshelf, a small table and chairs, and a large rocking chair. “It’s like a Little girl’s dream room,” she whispered.
“I hope so. It’s your playroom. I hope you can spend countless hours here relaxing and having fun.”
She glanced at the bed. “Am I going to sleep in here?”
He headed for the dresser, opened a drawer, and pulled out a thin white cotton nightgown. As he shook it out and held it up, walking toward her, he said, “For now, until you’re ready to sleep with Daddy. I doubt I’ll be able to sleep without my arms around you once you’ve been in my bed, but you can still take naps in here.”
Her mind was racing. This was so much to take in.
He held up the nightie. “Arms up.”
She automatically lifted her arms for him, gripping the sippy cup as she let her hand go through the sleeve. The nightgown was cut like it would be for a Little girl, with thin straps at the shoulders and a ruffle along the hem, but it was almost sheer and incredibly sexy, like lingerie.
She felt decidedly beautiful in it, and when she lifted her gaze to look at Daddy, she knew she was right. He was holding his breath, eyes filled with lust.
She spun around, letting it flare out to taunt him. The hem barely covered her bottom, so she knew he got a glimpse of her pussy as she twirled.
“Naughty girl,” he chided. “Looks like I chose well in the nightie department, though, didn’t I?”
She giggled. “Are you sure you don’t want to take off your clothes?”
He grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. “Bathroom. Now. Teeth and potty.” He gave her sore bottom a swat to usher her forward.
“It’s too early for bed yet, Daddy,” she grumbled as she headed out of the playroom. She turned back to make sure it hadn’t been an illusion. Daddy had decorated the room with several sweet touches. The bedding was black and white. Three penguin stuffies in various sizes sat against the pillow. There was a penguin lamp on the dresser, and a penguin nightlight was plugged into the wall near the door.