Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 60736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
My jaw drops. I’m robbed of words as I stand here, useless, melting like a puddle, a growing throb pulsing between my thighs. The words slip out, feeling as natural as the breeze that blows through my hair. “Yes, daddy.”
Just saying them makes me ache for more of his touches.
“Good girl.” He gives my ear lobe a nip. “Now relax and let daddy touch you, babygirl.”
My eyes close, my hands resting on his shoulders. His kisses move down my neck, sucking and biting at my skin. Still grabbing my ass, his other hand slips between my thighs. I give a soft moan as his fingers slide over my seam. He adds pressure, moving his touch over the wet silk until he’s pushing against my throbbing clit.
I give a little whimper as he rubs me there, up and down, while his teeth sink into my skin. “That feels…wow. Are you sure I shouldn’t be paying you?”
His finger stops moving, his lips leave my neck. He raises his head, locking his gaze with mine. “I don’t want to hear another word about that. Relax and let me pleasure you, or you’ll find my hand over your ass. Got it?”
I give a nod, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip. “Yes, daddy.”
“Mm, I like it when you say that. Come here.” He slides his hands beneath my thighs, wrapping his hands around my legs, parting my thighs and pulling my legs up around his waist. I wrap my arms around his neck, locking my legs around his waist. He pulls me up just enough to give my ass a slap.
I give a little squeal as he pulls me onto his lap, my feet dangling in the hot tub, a delicious sting spreading over my ass. “Oh, don’t spank me, daddy. Aren’t I being a good girl?”
He growls, kissing me hard, and I melt against him.
I’m not acting, I’m not faking, I’m not even making this stuff up—it’s coming to me just as easy as each breath I take. Who knew I was harboring a secret babygirl inside my heart?
It feels so good, being held up in his strong arms, my legs wrapped around his waist. I feel light, weightless, well, except for my heavy boots. Those I could do without.
As if reading my mind, his hand goes to the top of the right one, finding the zipper and pulling it down. He wriggles the boot from my calf, pulling from my foot and tossing it aside. He does the same with the left one.
He breaks our kiss. “I’ll have a new pair of boots sent to you, tomorrow.” Then he’s back, his tongue in my mouth.
His erection grows, pressing against my pussy, making me want him. Right, now. I wriggle my hips, rubbing my pussy against the bulge of his cock. “I want you, daddy. Cash in your payment and fuck me.”
He freezes. “What did daddy tell you about talking money and being bossy, little girl?” He gives me a stern look that makes my breasts ache, my core melt.
Uh-oh. My hips still, remembering that sting of his hand spanking my ass. “Oh, I just meant…”
“You just meant to take control, didn’t you? And to disobey me. Answer me…what did daddy tell you?” He holds me tight, his gaze locked on mine, one stern brow raised high in the air. He’s experienced with this?
“You said you didn’t want to hear about the money? And that I should just relax and let you pleasure me?”
“What else did I say? Hmm? Be a good girl and tell me.”
Heat rises in my cheeks. “You said…I’d find your hand on my ass?”
“And?”
I can’t say the words. But he’s giving me that disapproving daddy look, somehow drawing my submission. I quickly blurt out what he wants to hear. “And…spank me.”
No longer able to hold his gaze, I bury my face in his shoulder.
He strokes my hair, smoothing it down my back. “That’s right. Daddy wants to have a nice night with his babygirl, but you can’t seem to remember my rules. I’m going to give you a little reminder.”
He stands while sliding me down from his waist and setting me on my feet. He takes a seat on the edge of the hot tub. I stand before him, alone in the center of the tub. Suddenly feeling very vulnerable, I slide the strap of my top over my shoulder, covering my breast.
He watches me from his seat, enjoying my squirming. “Come lay yourself over my lap for your spanking, babygirl.”
“Err…” We’ve reached the point of no return. It’s time for me to put up, or shut up. I’ve convinced myself I could be the sexy escort he’s hired, but now, I’m just a soaking wet little girl, having to swallow her pride and make myself lie over his lap for my spanking. Can I do it? “I uh...”