Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 105089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 525(@200wpm)___ 420(@250wpm)___ 350(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 525(@200wpm)___ 420(@250wpm)___ 350(@300wpm)
“I want to be all grouchy at you for leaving me and then punishing me, and now I can’t be because you’re being all sweet. Way to dampen the fire of my righteous anger, Papi.”
“I dampened the fire of your righteous anger?”
“Yep. And I’m mad at you for that.”
“You know what I think? I think that you’re procrastinating from getting your punishment.”
She pouted. “But we’ve been apart a really long time. Wouldn’t your time be better spent doing other things with me?”
“What? Like fucking your mouth? Don’t worry, I’m planning on doing that as well.”
2
Oh, goody.
Wait. He’d said she didn’t get to come.
Not good. Not good at all.
“Such a sad, frowning face,” he murmured. “Poor Pequeña.”
“I’m really rethinking my life choices right now.”
“Good,” he told her firmly, standing with her in his arms. “You should be. I don’t want to come home to find you putting yourself at risk like that again.”
“But Papi, I had a helmet on. How much of a risk was it really when I was being sooo safety conscious?”
“You think that made you safe? You hurled yourself on a skateboard against some giant pins. That’s not safe. With or without a helmet.” He laid her down on the oversized changing table.
“I thought I might get some praise for being safe,” she muttered.
“I’m glad you were wearing a helmet. However, I would prefer it if you didn’t put yourself at risk in the first place.”
That sounded so boring, though.
“What are you doing, Papi?” she asked suspiciously, as he started pulling off her clothes.
“I need to check for bruises, make sure you didn’t really hurt yourself. And then, if you’re not hurt, I’m going to blister your butt and put you down for a nap.”
“Papi, noooo!” she cried.
“Are you protesting the spanking or the nap?”
Umm. Hmm. “The spanking.” She kind of wanted the nap. Although if she had a nap, that meant she wouldn’t be spending time with him. And she wanted to stay with Papi. “And the nap. I donts need it.”
“The dark marks under your eyes say otherwise.”
“Pumpernickel.”
“You haven’t been going to bed at your bedtime, have you?” By now, he had her T-shirt off and had rolled her over to undo her bra. He undid it and put her on her back again to slide her bra off.
She shivered even though she wasn’t cold. The way he stared at her . . . it made her want his touch. To feel him suck on her nipples, and kiss her senseless.
He placed his hand around the base of her neck. “Preciosa. So beautiful. Have I even kissed you yet?”
“I don’t think so. It’s very remiss of you. It might even hurt my feelings.”
“I was just too concerned for your health. But you’re right. It was very remiss of me.” Leaning over her, he placed his lips on hers. Then his tongue pressed between her lips to toy with her until she was squirming on the changing table, her clit throbbing.
When he drew back, she was panting heavily. “Please, Papi.”
Regret filled his face. “I’m afraid not, Pequeña. You were naughty and you know that means you don’t get pleasure.”
“So unfair.” She brought her legs up and bent them at the knees so she could smack her feet down on the pad of the changing table. “I haven’t had any pleasure in nearly a week. I’m dying here.”
He grabbed her ankles in one hand and drew her legs up into the air.
“Papi! No!”
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Ouch. Shit. That hurt! Why didn’t she think things through before she did them?
He lowered her legs and gave her a firm look.
“Ow, Papi, that hurt.” She gave him a sad look.
“Are you allowed to stomp your feet? To throw tantrums?”
She sighed. “No. But it’s not nice to get me all turned on and then tell me that I can’t come when I haven’t come in forever.”
“Really?” He raised his eyebrows. “So, are you saying that you’ve been a good girl? That while I was gone, you didn’t touch yourself? Didn’t give yourself pleasure?”
Uh-oh.
She wasn’t supposed to come without his permission.
“Pequeña?” he asked warningly. “Tell me the truth. You know the rules. And you’re already in trouble, so I wouldn’t recommend pushing me. You’re going to need to spend some time in the corner, I think.”
“But, Papi, I already contemplated my life choices. I don’t need corner time.”
“Who is in charge?”
“You are.”
“That’s right. I think that someone has forgotten that. Now, have you been going to bed every night at nine?”
Oh, drat.
“No, Papi.”
“What time did you get to sleep last night?”
“I think it was more like morning.”
He sighed, closing his eyes. Regret filled her. She was a terrible Little girl. She hated when he was truly upset at her.
“I’m sorry, Papi.”
“No,” he said quietly. “It’s not all on you. I know these last few days have been tough on you. Because they’ve been hard on me too. And you don’t sleep well without me.”