Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
She gasped and blinked, meeting his gaze.
He lowered his lips to hers and stole another kiss before smiling at her. “My girl likes to be spanked.”
She glanced away, flushing again.
He cupped her face and kissed her again. “No need to be embarrassed. It’s beautiful. If you enjoy a maintenance spanking now and then, I’ll be happy to give you one. I don’t think they will work for actual discipline though,” he teased. “We’ll come up with some other way to punish you when you’re naughty.”
She gasped, eyes wide. “I’m not naughty, Daddy.”
He chuckled. “All Little girls are naughty sometimes.”
Chapter Twelve
“Crawl up to lie on the pillows, Pumpkin,” Hunter instructed firmly.
Without hesitating, CC clambered into position. Stretched out on her back, she tucked one arm behind her head to watch as her Daddy yanked the tails of his shirt from his waistband before unbuttoning it. When he unfastened the cuffs, her gaze fixed on his hands. Squeezing her thighs together, she felt her desire flaring back into full flames. Those capable hands had spanked her so well.
When Hunter shrugged out of the white garment, the movement drew her from replaying the erotic treatment in her mind. Her gaze met his and CC sensed he knew exactly what she was thinking about, and he thought it was completely hot, too. His physical reaction to spanking her was irrefutable. The wide head of his cock tented his pants.
Subconsciously, CC licked her lips as her Daddy stroked the length of his thick shaft before unfastening his belt and pants. His pink-underwear-covered cock pushed through the opening as his slacks dropped to the floor. A giggle burst through her lips at the fluorescent color on such a masculine aroused male.
His answering grin wiped away any lingering worries that she might not be ready for sex with someone else. This irresistible man was convinced he was her Daddy. Inside, she knew he was right. She lifted her arms and beckoned him to join her.
Hunter didn’t rush. He peeled the bright underwear over the large bulge and pushed them to his ankles. With catlike balance, he shifted his weight to step out of his shoes and the clothing draped around his feet.
She watched him pick up his pants to remove a small packet from his pocket. That small act made CC’s heart skip a beat. Hunter planned to take care of her completely. He walked to the side of the bed and laid down next to her.
Immediately, CC rolled onto her side to press her body to his. She loved the feel of his hard frame against her. They fit perfectly together. Unable to resist, she wiggled her pelvis against his thick erection.
“I want you, too, Pumpkin. Daddy gets to have some fun now.” His hands swept over her back, drawing her even closer to him. Hunter leaned down to capture her uplifted lips and his kiss escalated from soft to ravenous as he tasted her deeply.
CC met his lips with the same eagerness. She ran her hands over his chest, tracing the grooves in his muscles as she explored. When Hunter pressed her back against the mattress, CC yielded instantly. She loved the feel of his weight pinning her to the bed as he stroked down the length of her body with his free hand.
“Pretty, pretty Pumpkin.”
She lifted her head to press a kiss to his lips. “Please, Daddy. I feel like I’ve waited forever to be with you.”
His appreciative groan as he cupped one plump breast told her he felt the same way. Hunter stroked his thumb over her nipple, back and forth until she squirmed. He kissed a path to that beaded tip and ran his tongue around it before sucking it firmly into his mouth as his fingers traced over the underside of her sensitive mound.
“No!” she protested when he let go of her nipple with a pop.
“Daddy’s in charge,” Hunter reminded her as he leisurely pressed a line of kisses to her other sensitive breast to repeat the process.
CC tried to hold still but the desire burning inside her made it exquisitely hard. She held her breath when his hand slid downward. He tugged at the tuft of hair guarding her entrance. Darren had preferred that she be totally waxed. After his death, she’d stopped going to the salon. What if Hunter preferred her bare as well?
“Stop thinking, Little girl, and feel,” Hunter drew her back to the present. “You are absolutely perfect.”
When she met his gaze and nodded, he traced his fingers down the cleft of her pussy. Anticipating more, she spread her legs to tempt him. When his touch continued all the way back, she attempted to bolt upward but he pinned her in place.
“Every inch of you will feel my touch.” The stern look on his face left nothing to negotiation.