Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
“Really? You’ve been sleeping all right?” The soft tone probably should have been a clue. But she was too busy trying to avoid a nap to notice.
“Yes, Daddy. I’ve been sleeping fine.”
“No nightmares?”
Crap. Too late, she realized he probably already knew that she’d been having nightmares every night since he left. Damn Kent anyway. Did he have to tell Clint everything?
“Kent told you about the nightmares?”
“No. He didn’t. You just did. You just lied to me, little girl.”
Well, shit.
She tensed, wondering what he was going to do. He stood, then pulled her up. He grabbed the bottom of her sweater, tugging it off. He quickly removed her t-shirt and bra. Then he knelt down in front of her.
“Hold onto my shoulders,” he ordered gruffly, undoing her jeans then pulling them off as well as her panties.
Nerves danced in her stomach as she wondered what came next.
He stood. “Face the bed, then lean over and put your palms on the mattress, feet apart.”
She bit her lip. “I thought we were gonna have a bath, Daddy?”
“We are,” he told her. “First, though, we’re going to take care of your punishment for lying.”
Drat. She pouted.
“Then after your bath, we’ll deal with you putting your safety at risk. Now git.” He turned her and gave her a sharp smack to her bare ass to get moving. She yelped and reached back to rub.
“You know better than that, little girl.” He grasped hold of her hand, pulling it away from her bottom and gave her several sharp smacks. Shoot. She did know better.
She reluctantly got into position with her hands resting on the bed, her legs spread a few feet apart.
“Keep your eyes down. If I see you looking back, I’ll blindfold you,” he warned.
She could hear him moving around behind her, but didn’t dare look back.
“Right, keep that ass nice and high for me.”
Nerves thrummed. He slapped the inside of one thigh. “Wider.”
“Umm, shouldn’t you go down and talk to Kent? He’s waiting for you.”
“Kent is fine. You are my priority.”
Those words filled her with both warmth and trepidation.
He parted her bottom cheeks. She tensed up automatically and he gave her ass a warning smack. “You know better than that. Relax.”
Easy for him to say. She knew what was coming. He’d been using anal plugs these past few weeks to stretch her so he could eventually take her there.
She felt a finger prod at her opening. It had surprised her how much she enjoyed having her ass played with. Of course, he usually teased her clit at the same time, sending her into a soaring orgasm. But to her frustration, his other hand didn’t drift lower, instead he rested it on the small of her back.
He pushed at her entrance, slowly sliding his lubricated finger inside her. Then he pulled it back out. In then out. He fucked her ass with his finger until her breath was coming in sharp pants, her body trembling so hard she could barely keep her position.
“Touch me?” she begged him.
“No. There’s no pleasure for you right now, little one.”
She let out a keening cry. “Why?”
Another finger was pushed inside her. It wasn’t fair. Her nerve endings sang into life as he moved those two fingers in and out of her back hole. Her clit throbbed desperately.
“Because naughty girls don’t get to come. You know that.”
She did. She’d just hoped he might have forgotten or decided to ignore that rule this one time.
Fat chance.
His fingers withdrew and she gave a groan that was a mix of relief and regret. She wanted more. Yet she didn’t know if she could take it. She tensed as she felt him spread her cheeks again. Something cold and solid pressed against her back hole.
Two sharp smacks landed on her ass. “I already warned you against tensing up, little girl.”
“S-sorry.”
“This plug is bigger than any of the others, but you’re going to accept it like a good girl and after I’ve seated it fully inside you, you’re going to thank Daddy for plugging you.”
She groaned at his words. Damn it. But she tried her best to relax. Her ass burned as he pushed the plug past the tight ring of muscle.
“No, it’s too big!”
He patted her bottom gently. “It’s slightly smaller than me, and I’m going to take this ass very soon.”
Oh God. Oh God. If this plug was still smaller than him then how the hell would she take him without being torn apart?
He paused for a minute. “All right, baby girl?”
She wanted to scream that no, she wasn’t. That she needed him to take it out. Instead, she paused and took stock. The pain was fading, morphing into a deeper ache. She didn’t know why she liked a little pain with her pleasure, but she did. Clint had reassured her time and again that there was nothing weird or wrong about her needs.