Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
She pouted for another moment before finally dropping her arms and throwing herself at him so hard he nearly fell off the edge of the bed. She climbed onto his lap, straddled him, and wrapped her arms around him so tightly.
He rubbed her back and kissed her temple. “I’m so sorry you were scared, Little girl. I love you so much. I was scared out of my mind, too.”
She sniffled. “I thought so many bad things,” she murmured.
“I know. It’s okay. The mind can conjure up all sorts of things when the information it’s trying to process makes no logical sense.”
She nodded. “That’s what happened.”
He leaned her back and met her gaze. “You know what will make you feel better?”
She sighed. “A spanking.”
“Yes.”
“Because I was so naughty and didn’t come to you after I left Mr. Lambert’s office.”
He shook his head. “No. I’m going to spank you so you can purge all the icky feelings and forgive yourself.”
“Because I overreacted.”
He shook his head again. “Aria, I don’t even think you overreacted. I think you behaved exactly as anyone would have given the information you had. But I’m equally certain you’re going to beat yourself up inside for running from me, and a good hard spanking will let you purge your doubts and let them go.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“It will hurt.”
“Yes. You’ll cry, too. And Daddy will spank you long enough and hard enough that I’m certain you’ve stopped blaming yourself for having any part in this.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
Chapter Seventeen
Aria eased off her Daddy’s lap. She was nervous about getting a harder spanking than the one he’d given her before, but part of her suspected he was right. She would feel much better afterward.
“Lie on your tummy over Daddy’s lap, Little girl.”
She lowered herself over his thighs, resting her cheek on the mattress.
Daddy eased her panties down and off her body, leaving her naked. He patted her thighs. “Spread your legs, Little one.”
She did as he instructed, immediately feeling exposed and even more Little.
“Good girl. I’m not going to spank you a specific number of times. I’m going to do so until I’m sure you’ve let go of the icky feelings. You’re not in trouble, Aria. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She squirmed on his lap, her breath hitching as her nipples rubbed against the sheets. How was this experience already turning into something sexual? A part of her wanted to be spanked, but another part of her wanted to spin around, tug his pants open, straddle him, and thrust her pussy down until it was full of his cock.
Daddy rubbed her bottom. “You’re making the sexiest little noises, Giggles.”
She gasped and pursed her lips.
“It’s okay. Lots of Little girls get aroused when they’re spanked. Both sex and impact play are powerfully emotional and can get mixed up together.”
He made a lot of sense, but she was still embarrassed, and she wiggled her bottom to encourage him to get on with it.
He braced her with a hand on the small of her back and started swatting her. At first the slaps of his hand weren’t very hard, and she began to think this spanking wasn’t going to purge anything, but then he picked up the speed and the intensity.
Aria gritted her teeth as the burn increased. She held rigid, all of her focus on the rhythmic beat of his palm against her heated skin. He kept going and going, covering her entire bottom and the backs of her thighs.
Finally, something snapped inside her, and she released a breath before wailing so loud she shocked herself. The sound was primal, sort of a cry, but also a way of releasing pent-up stress.
Daddy instantly stopped spanking her, his palm rubbing her bottom as she sobbed harder than she had before he’d arrived. She cried and cried while he held her across his lap and stroked her skin all over with both hands.
When her sobs slowed down to hiccups, he gently rolled her over and cradled her in his arms. His mouth came to her forehead in a soft kiss. “Such a good girl. I’m so proud of you. Do you feel better?”
She nodded, but she also felt horny. Her body was shaking with the need to have him inside her. “Yes. Daddy?”
“What, Little one?”
“Will you please fuck me?”
He smiled. “Yes, Giggles. I’d be happy to.” He lifted her off his lap, turned her back over, and said, “Hands and knees, Little girl.”
She was panting and shaking as she obeyed him. She even rocked her bottom toward him while he removed his clothes and climbed back up to kneel between her feet. His fingers slid between her legs, making her gasp. “Daddy…” she moaned.
“So wet for Daddy. I’m going to take this sweet pussy, but then I’m going to switch and slide my cock into your precious little bottom.”