Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 160684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 803(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 803(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
“I’d always stay in your limits, though,” Grady told her. “And you always have your safeword.”
“I give my consent.”
Grady’s eyes widened.
“Perfect for us,” Steele called out.
Yeah. She certainly was.
“Then that’s something we’ll explore,” he told her.
She smiled at him widely. A genuine smile. “Goody.”
43
“Daddy, I’m tired of standing in the corner.”
They were in Steele’s office and he’d already spanked her. Now she was sitting in the corner on her hot and throbbing bare ass. While her cuts were shallow, Steele didn’t want her standing on her feet for too long.
But none of that was worse than having to write fifty lines about how she would not throw herself at someone or get out of the bed without permission.
Sheesh.
“Your ten minutes starts over again. You’re meant to be quiet in the corner.”
That. Just. Sucked.
“Is your back all right?” he called out.
She wasn’t going to fall for that trick. Nuh-uh.
“Effie? Is your back okay?” he asked, sounding worried. “Effie. Why aren’t you answering?”
“I am not answering on the grounds that if I do, you’re going to start corner time all over again.”
“Baby girl, if I ask you a question, I want an answer. Immediately. And I will not start corner time over again if I require you to answer me. Understand?”
Yeah. Sort of.
“My back is fine.” Well, it had kind of gotten a twinge earlier when she’d thrown herself at Grady in the kitchen. Since then, they’d eaten breakfast. Actually, Steele had fed her breakfast. Then he’d helped her shower, only to put her back in another of his T-shirts. All the while he’d been grumbling about getting her appropriate clothes.
Whatever that meant.
Grady had disappeared. But she wasn’t worried about that. Well, not much. He said he needed processing time. And the truth was, she was kind of processing too.
He was kinky. Really kinky.
And, it seemed, she might be really kinky too.
Who knew?
Nan would probably die of shock if she knew. But Effie had to start living her life. Not living the life that Nan thought she should.
“Fine doesn’t mean good in Effie-speak.”
Effie-speak?
“Come here, baby girl.”
Standing, she dropped the T-shirt and walked over to where Steele was sitting behind his desk.
Lord, he was hot. Gorgeous.
He lifted her up so she was straddling his lap, then he drew her into his chest. He rubbed her lower back.
Wow.
She melted into him.
“Yeah, just what I thought. Not fine. What am I going to do with you?”
“Well, you could show me that hot tub of yours. Or let me suck on your cock. Maybe both.”
He chuckled. “Right. I could do that. Or we could discuss you telling me when you’re in pain.”
“I feel that we’ve already had this discussion.”
“I feel we have too. Which is why I’m not happy to be having it again.”
“I just . . . I still find it hard to believe that you guys want me. All of me.”
“I’ll tell you as many times as you need to hear it. We are the ones who should be thinking about how lucky we are.”
She didn’t believe it. But she liked hearing it.
“What does your Little like?” he asked suddenly. “Grady is buying you a whole heap of stuff, but we haven’t even asked you what you want.”
“I . . . I don’t really know,” she said shyly. “I like sloths.”
“Got that, baby.”
“And cute sneakers.”
“Got that too.”
“Animal earrings.”
“Yeah, baby. I’m going to buy you all the pretty animal earrings and sneakers that you need. But what else?”
“I’m really not sure.”
“Maybe it’s a good thing that Grady is buying you a shitload of stuff, then.”
She leaned back. “You guys don’t have to do that. I’m just happy to be with you.”
His face softened as he ran a finger along her cheek. “So sweet. You still look tired. How would my baby like a bottle and a nap?”
“How about ice cream and a blow job?”
He threw back his head and laughed. Then picking her up, he carried her into the kitchen and set her on a stool with a stern order not to move.
Then he heated her up a bottle of milk. Unfortunately, it was normal milk, not strawberry milk.
Which she thought was a travesty.
Picking her back up, he carried her on his hip to the big sectional. He settled them both in the corner with her leaning back against his chest.
He put the nipple of the bottle to her mouth. She’d thought it might feel weird.
But as the movie played, she started to relax as she sucked.
It was surprisingly soothing.
Her eyes even drifted shut. At some stage she felt herself being shifted so her head was cushioned on a firm thigh and her feet were being gently rubbed.
Opening her eyes, she saw Grady had her feet in his lap.
And now everything was right in Effie’s world.
44
Crap.
She was in trouble.
She glanced down at the bracelet around her ankle. This was all its fault. When Steele had snapped it around her ankle last Sunday afternoon before driving her home, she hadn’t thought much about it.