Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Fuck. That thought made him even harder.
He grabbed some of the hotel stationery and put it on the small desk with a pen. Then he thought of something. And he started to hastily write on the pad.
“Come here, girl,” he commanded when her time was up.
She spun around, almost tripping over her own feet in her hurry to launch herself at him.
“Hey, hey now, are you all right?” He tried to pull her back so he could see her face, but she hung on. “Girl, let me see you.”
Finally, he managed to get her to move back. He stared down at her tear-streaked cheeks. “Is it too much? Do you need to say your safeword?”
“No, I just . . . I’m so sorry I was naughty.”
“Hush now, girl. I know you are. Only one more part of your punishment to go. And then I will give you all the hugs you need, got me?”
That wasn’t something he thought he’d ever say. But the huge smile on her face was well worth it.
God, writing lines was the worst.
She’d rather have another spanking. Or more time in the corner.
Writing lines while sitting on a hard chair with a hot, plugged bottom?
Even worse.
He’d put down a towel when she’d mentioned that she didn’t want to sit on the furniture with a bare bottom. But it didn’t help pad her bottom.
Finally. She was done.
“I’m finished, Daddy!”
She jumped to her feet, waving the piece of paper in the air. She’d started crying again when she’d seen that he’d already numbered each line for her.
How perfect was he?
Gray put his phone down and crooked a finger at her. She practically skipped toward him, coming to a stop as she saw that he’d laid out some things on the bed.
A onesie. A pair of thick panties. A pacifier. And Squish.
She gulped heavily.
“Let me see, girl.” He took the piece of paper and read over it. With one hand, he reached out to lightly squeeze her bottom cheek.
She sucked in a breath.
“Good girl. Come here.” He settled her on his lap, hugging her tight. She let out a sigh of satisfaction.
“I’m forgiven now?”
“Of course you are. You were always forgiven. You just had to get rid of that guilt you were feeling.”
She pressed her face into his chest. “Can I feel your skin against mine, Daddy?”
“Yes.”
He took off his shirt and she nuzzled her face against his hard chest. Lord, she loved this. Adored how strong and warm he was. She put her hand on his chest and he hissed.
“You’re cold. We need to get you some mittens.”
She nodded in agreement, circling her tongue around his nipple.
He sucked in a breath. “Fuck, girl.”
She loved giving him pleasure. It hadn’t started that way, she’d just wanted some comfort. But her clit was still throbbing from earlier.
Suddenly, he drew her off his lap, standing her in front of him. “Time for bed, little girl.”
Her body lit up.
“Uh-uh. You’re not getting any pleasure tonight.”
“What? Why not?”
“Because it’s getting late and you need your sleep. Plus, you were just punished.”
She sighed. “All right.”
“Now, I want you to turn around and bend over, then reach back and part your bottom cheeks.”
She gaped at him. He wasn’t for real, right?
“Um, Daddy . . .”
“Now, little girl.”
Shoot. Turning slowly, she bent over and reached back to pull her bottom cheeks apart. This was so embarrassing.
“Good girl. I’m very pleased with you.”
That sent warmth through her body. He twisted the plug. “You look so gorgeous with this plug in your bottom. I’m going to stretch your bottom until you’re ready to take my cock here.”
He slowly drew the plug out as her breathing grew faster.
Sheesh, he knew exactly what to say to have her wanting to kneel at his feet and beg him to take her.
When the plug was gone, she actually felt a sense of loss.
“Good girl. You can go wash your hands and use the bathroom. Then I expect you to come back out here.”
Fifteen minutes later, she walked back into the bedroom. Gray stripped off her top and bra before he had her lie on the bed on her back.
She scratched at her cheek nervously. He pulled her hand away.
“You okay with me taking care of you, baby? If you’re not, then you can go back into the bathroom to get ready for bed yourself.”
Did she want this?
Yes. She did.
“I’m all right with you taking care of me, Daddy.”
“Good. Here.” He popped her pacifier into her mouth, although she wished she could have something else to suck on. Then he handed her Squish and she buried her face in his body while Gray got her dressed in her thick panties and onesie. When she was dressed, he sat her up and settled in behind her to brush her hair.
By the time he was halfway through braiding it, she was yawning.