Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“You are always my top choice. I plan to make sure you remember how much I love and treasure you. Can you come sit on my lap? I need to hold you.”
In a flash, Aspen dropped her list to wrap her arms around his neck as she perched on his hard thighs. Held tight to his body, Aspen reveled in the connection that bonded them. She pushed her worries about the future out of her mind. Her Daddy loved and wanted her.
Chapter 9
“Tim? Your two o’clock appointment is here to see you.” Aspen’s sweet voice came through the speaker on his desk.
He felt his lips curve with fondness at the sound as he pulled up his schedule to confirm who he was slated to see next. Then, Tim reached for the button and answered, “Send her in, Aspen. Thank you.”
Standing up behind his desk, he waited for her to enter. “Hi, Sharon. What can I do for you?” He waved her toward a chair.
“Hi, Tim. I wanted to check in with you to see how everything is going.”
“Over the last three weeks, I’ve implemented several changes that should affect Edgewater’s bottom line. There’s a great staff here. I’m enjoying working with them.”
“Easton will be happy to hear that. Anything else you need to allow you to do your important work?” she asked.
“You can take the temporary away from my administrative assistant’s designation. I’m keeping her.”
“Professionally or personally?” Sharon asked with a laugh.
“Both. It was the best decision ever to take a risk on that job interview.”
“For Edgewater as well. I won’t take up more of your time. I’m a phone call away if you run into anything else that will make your job easier,” she related as she stood.
“Thank you, Sharon. Tell Knox to take it easy on me on Wednesday, would you? That mountain of a man thinks everyone should push themselves to the max,” Tim joked.
“A bit sore on Thursday, hmmm? Don’t tell anyone but I had to slap some lidocaine patches on him last week,” she confided before adding, “You don’t know anything about that.”
“My lips are sealed,” he promised and relaxed against his chair.
When his office was again quiet, Tim texted Aspen, Drink your water.
I’m sick of water. Can I have a soda?
When you finish your water.
Fine!
He heard a small trickle of water from the outer room. Standing, he waved Boston back under the desk as he walked to her office. Tim picked up the trashcan and shook it. Water sloshed inside.
“You heard that?” she asked aghast.
“Looks like you’ll draw that last card from the punishment jar.” Tim pictured the vase with cards shuffled all over the dining room table in his apartment. Standing in a corner and no dessert after dinner lay in a neat pile with a few the other punishments he written on cards and dropped inside. There was only one left.
“I don’t want to wear that in my bottom,” she protested, thinking of the thick anal plug he’d purchased for her.
“I wish you’d thought of that earlier. No worries. I’ll take it out before work tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” she gasped.
“Better be on your best behavior. Every negative act will lengthen the time that plug fills your tight channel. I’ll just leave this here.” He set down a posted note with two hash marks on it.
“Two?”
“Lying to Daddy and not drinking your water. That’s an hour. Get five and that will be past your bedtime.”
“You won’t wake me up?”
“Little girls need their beauty sleep,” he assured her.
“Can I hide it in my desk?”
“No. It needs to stay right there so you’ll remember how much your Daddy cares for you.” Tim dropped a kiss on her head.
“There are other ways to show how much you care,” she suggested.
“The plug will make that more enjoyable as well,” he assured her.
“Daddy!”
“Always, baby.”
She knew he didn’t need his sight to sense she was wiggling in her chair with more anticipation than worry. Her Daddy knew all her fantasies. He’d make sure she enjoyed her punishment.