Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
She shivered. Renewed wetness gathered.
He kissed her nipple, grabbed her hip with his free hand, and kissed another spot below her other breast. “I’ve wondered a million times how much of your skin was inked, and now I get to see it. All of it. Every inch. I’m going to want to see all of you every chance I get for a very long time. I may never tire of looking at your body. It’s a piece of art covered with smaller pieces of art.”
She swallowed. It was hard to be mad at him when he acted like this. How could he go from hardnosed to sweet in a split second?
He looked up at her. “You’re mine now. My Little girl. You do not have flaws, so wipe that concern from your pretty head. Every inch of you is perfection. If it makes you horny when I stare at you, good.” He grinned. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed around Daddy though. I want to chase that feeling away. And I can accomplish that by keeping you naked until you believe that my constantly lusty gaze is all for you.”
How could she argue with that? She loved the way he looked at her. She always had. Sometimes in the past few years, she’d caught him staring when he didn’t know it. It had made her feel special and sexy. But this look… This one reserved for her naked body was enough to make her whimper.
“Okay, Daddy,” she murmured.
He kissed one nipple and then the other before rising to his feet. “Good girl. Now, before we head to the kitchen, we’re going to address the sassy behavior you gave me before this little chat. It’s important for Little girls to know that when they misbehave, there are consequences.”
She flinched. “Consequences?”
“Yep.” He released her hands and turned to sit in the rocking chair. “Come here.”
“What consequences?” she asked as she shuffled slowly toward him.
“The kind where I take you over my knees, spank your naughty bottom until it’s bright red, and then march you into the kitchen to stand in the corner while I make breakfast.”
She gasped. She’d said she wanted him to spank her, and she’d meant it. But she’d pictured something sexier. On his bed maybe. Something playful where he swatted her bottom until she got so horny she’d beg him to fuck her. And then he could take her so hard she’d slide across the mattress.
“I don’t know why you’re surprised, Rainbow. You just got through saying that you had visions of being spanked by me.”
She bit the corner of her lip, meeting and holding his gaze. “I meant like in a scene. Like while we’re having sex. Like you swatting me while you fuck me from behind or something.”
He chuckled. “We can do that too.” He reached for her hand and pulled her the rest of the way toward him. “But you might recall the other day I told you as your Daddy I will be spanking you. It won’t be playful. Not when you misbehave. Little girls need correction when they misbehave to remind them who’s in charge and encourage them not to be defiant in the future.”
“I’m sorry I was naughty. I’ll be good. You don’t have to spank me.” She took a step back and covered her bottom, clenching it.
He snagged her by the elbow and drew her to one side of his lap. “It doesn’t work that way, Rainbow. You were sassy and argumentative. Now you get spanked, and then I get to stare at my temporarily added artwork on your red-hot bottom while you stand in the corner.”
She flushed. “That doesn’t sound fun.”
“It sounds amazing to me.” He cupped her butt. “All this smooth clean skin with no ink on it bright red with the outline of my palm prints?”
“Maybe I should get a warning this first time.”
“Maybe you should stretch out over my thighs and take your punishment without arguing before I decide to add a paddle to the mix.”
She gulped. “A paddle?”
“Yes. The sting will be more intense, the burn deeper, the redness lasting even longer for my viewing pleasure.”
She glanced around. “Do you have such a thing?”
“A paddle? Oh, yes, Little girl. Daddy has paddles. Plenty of them. They each deliver a different kind of sting. Considering your apparent desire to enjoy things a little rough in the bedroom, I bet I’ll be trying all of them out on you in the near future. Sometimes for pleasure, sometimes for punishment.”
Her cheeks were so hot, and she couldn’t breathe. Could he tell she was intrigued? Probably. The man missed nothing. And the worst part was in about two seconds, he was going to verbalize his observations and make her even more embarrassed and more horny.
“Daddy, I just said those things to get you to have sex with me. I’ve never actually been spanked or anything.”