Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Beau spanked her in quick swats. He held her carefully in place as he delivered each stroke. Her obvious attempt to remain unaffected disappeared quickly, and her legs kicked as she squirmed. Quickly trapping her flailing feet behind his calf, Beau continued her punishment.
He knew she was fighting to maintain her control and not yield to him. With Maisie, it was always a battle of wills. Beau knew what she needed and made sure she received it. He felt her tears against his calf as she sobbed under his care. Maisie always felt like she needed to be strong. Crying wiped away the public persona she presented to the world and helped her become Little.
The other couples in their small group of friends had never experimented together. Beau and Maisie had been a true Daddy and Little girl from the moment they read that book. Maintaining a clandestine relationship had been gut wrenching. That was over.
“Daddy,” she sighed and melted over his lap.
Beau gradually softened his swats until he smoothed over her reddened bottom. “Your lie and everything else are wiped away, Little girl.”
She twisted on his legs, and he lifted her up to sit on his lap. Her hiss of discomfort as her weight settled on her punished bottom told him she’d remember this spanking for a while. He planned to keep her close now. Things wouldn’t pile up to deserve such strict discipline when he saw her more than once a month.
She looped her arms around his chest and buried her face against his dress shirt. He heard her inhale deeply and knew she savored his scent as much as he did hers. Beau pulled her close and rocked her body gently.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered a few minutes later as the quiet wrapped around them.
“Little girl, I would risk the world for you.”
“You are,” she pointed out.
“There is no risk, Maisie. If anyone is narrow-minded enough to think your rise from humble beginnings to the height of academia is a negative, that’s on them.”
“It will happen.”
Beau tipped her chin up and said sternly, “We are not going to spend our time together focusing on bad things that haven’t happened yet.”
When she opened her mouth to jump in, he placed a finger over her mouth to signal her to be quiet. “If it happens as you predict, we’ll deal with it.”
“It can’t be that easy,” she scoffed.
“It can and it will be. Now, kiss your Daddy.”
When she pressed her lips against his, Beau took control. Cupping the back of her head, he held her close as he seduced her with slow, deep kisses. Maisie responded to him eagerly. He could feel the heat of her spanked skin and the wetness soaking his dress pants.
Needing more, Beau cradled her in his arms before standing up. He placed her gently on the bed with her bottom on the edge of the mattress and shifted to stand between her spread thighs. Leaning over her, he caressed her with one hand.
Her gaze fixed steadily on him. Reaching a hand up to snag the small end of his silk tie, Beau slid it through the polished knot at his throat, releasing it from his neck. He tugged the strip of fabric away and dropped it to the floor before unbuttoning the collar of his shirt. Flicking each button free, Beau kept his eyes on her as he tugged the crisp material free of his waistband before removing his cufflinks and tucking them into his pocket.
As he shrugged out of his dress shirt, Beau watched her gaze trace over his chest. He could almost feel the caress against his skin. His already tented pants became tighter and more restrictive.
“Hurry, Daddy!”
He smiled at her eagerness. He’d taken her virginity years ago in the back of his convertible. Over the years that followed, their lovemaking had changed from the frantic coupling of two teenagers who didn’t know what they were doing to a sensual exchange—lifelong partners who knew each other’s bodies almost as well as their own.
Stripping off his shoes and the rest of his clothing, Beau sank to his knees between her thighs and tugged her to the edge of the mattress. He loved her quick gasp of discomfort as her punished bottom slid over the soft fabric of the comforter. After savoring her sweet scent, Beau trailed his fingers over her newly waxed mound.
As he suspected, her skin was very sensitive, and she lifted her hips, trying to press herself against him. He shifted his free hand to wrap around one slender thigh to hold her in place as he leaned forward to taste her. His hum of approval made her squirm to get closer to him and his fingers tightened around her leg.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Hmmm.” Beau rewarded her eagerness with another hum of delight. He took his time exploring her body and reminding himself of those special spots that thrilled her the most.