Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 27069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
What was he doing?
“Bend down and grab hold of the edge of the bath, baby doll.”
She bent over and then looked back at him. “Um, Daddy? What are you doing?”
“I told you. I’m spanking you.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t think you would really do it!”
“You thought wrong.”
He pushed the skirt of her dress up over her bottom. She was wearing one of her favorite dresses. It was pale blue with images of dancing dinosaurs on it.
There were dinosaurs doing the mambo, dinosaurs in tutus. There was even a dinosaur in the cutest hip-hop outfit.
Now, she wished she’d worn something with more padding. Or that was harder to get access to.
“Daddy, I don’t think this is very nice.”
“Was it very nice to glitter bomb Daddy? And Mr. Fluffy?” he asked.
“Well, no, maybe not,” she admitted. “It sure was funny, though.”
Down went her panties.
Uh-oh.
Smack!
Huh. That was surprisingly light.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
He stopped and rubbed her ass.
Ohhh. So it wasn’t a real spanking.
Jeez, he’d really had her convinced. Still, she felt the need to complain.
“Daddy! Ouchie!”
“Really?” he asked. “Because I could spank harder.”
“No, Daddy, no! This is fine!”
“That’s what I thought.” Spike slid his fingers between her legs, running his fingers along her slit.
“Oh. Ohhh,” she said. “That feels so good.”
“Does it?” He drew his hand away to smack it down on her ass again.
And he kept going like that. He’d spank her bottom. Then he’d rub her butt cheeks before running his fingers along her slick lips.
“Please. Please,” she cried out.
“Please what?” he asked.
“I need more. I need to come.”
“Hmm. No, I don’t think you get to come until you’ve apologized properly for covering me in glitter.”
“I’m sorry!” she said immediately. “So sorry! So very sorry!”
“I’m not sure that’s enough of an apology.”
“What do you want? Me down on my knees?” she cried.
“That’s exactly what I want.”
Oh.
Well. She could be down for that.
Literally.
“Are you laughing at a joke you told yourself?” Spike eyed her as he helped her stand.
She attempted to take her own clothes off, but he brushed her hands away and started stripping her.
“You know me well,” she told him.
“Sometimes, I think I’ll never know all of you. You always seem to surprise me.”
She bit her lip as he helped her out of her dress. Then he reached around to undo her bra.
“Is that a bad thing?” she asked, sighing relief as her boobs were released. “Free the boobs!”
His lips twitched. “I love freeing the boobs.”
Oops. She hadn’t meant to say that part out loud.
“And no . . . I like your surprises. Unless you’re putting yourself in danger. Those are bad surprises.”
“Pfft. That hardly ever happens. I’m a good girl.”
Spike’s gaze ran over her. “Yeah. You’re going to be a very good girl for me, aren’t you?”
He slid her panties down her legs.
“Hold onto my shoulders,” he said gruffly. “Lift your right foot.”
She lifted her foot.
“Baby doll?”
“Yeah?” she asked, glancing down at him. Hmm, seemed he was the one on his knees now. “You know, while you’re down there . . .”
“Yes?” He gave her a stern look.
“You could paint my toenails.”
He snorted. “Not happening, baby.”
Oh. Bummer.
“I’ll do that later,” he added.
Goody! For such a scary-looking guy, Spike was really just a big teddy bear.
For her, anyway.
“Also, you lifted your left foot not your right,” he told her before tapping her other foot. She lifted it and he drew her panties off, throwing them behind him.
“I did? Shoot. Left and right. It’s just so tricky. Does it matter, Daddy?”
“Well, it does when you’re driving.” He got to his feet and pulled her close, his large hands squeezing her ass.
“Good point. Probably also matters when you tell me to massage your left testicle and I massage the right.”
“Have I ever asked you to massage my testicles?” He gave her an incredulous look.
“No. But I am totally here for that if that’s what you need,” she told him earnestly.
“I do not need.”
“Good to know. I mean, these are the conversations that are important to have.”
“You are so sassy.”
“You like sassy, though, right?” she asked.
“Nope.”
Her heart stopped.
“I love sassy.” He slid his mouth over hers, kissing her. Her mouth opened under his silent demand, letting him in.
Damn.
The man could kiss.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her, carrying her over to the shower.
Setting her down, Spike turned on the shower, then gestured to himself.
“Undress me.”
Ooh, he didn’t need to tell her twice.
Millie reached immediately for his belt. Undoing it.
“Not starting with my shirt, huh?”
“Nope. I like my dessert first. You know that.”
A grin filled his face.
God, she loved when he smiled. He hadn’t really smiled when she’d first met him. He’d been closed off and a bit grouchy.
Now, every time he smiled, it felt like a gift.
He wasn’t closed off anymore.
Although he was still kind of grouchy.
After undoing his belt, she drew his jeans and boxers down his legs. As she crouched, she came face-to-face with his dick.